The Moorcock Inn

[Governor of Rowe Island]

Im having an ale in honor of the late Roger Barrett.

I'll join you in tipping a glass in memory of Sid, v.

A synthemesc or drencrom please barman. Only in honour of Sid you understand.

Since when did we have emoticons from Gor?

[voilodian ghagnasdiak]

Ok Rose pullup a chair and chalk this up as The Advent......oops...Damned subliminal subconcious at work again.How'd you like the movie?
Would taskmaster Mosley care to partake?
You only die once y'know.

[voilodian ghagnasdiak]

Just let me put a coin in this old Jukebox...

Terrapin

I really love you and I mean you
the star above you, crystal blue
Well, oh baby, my hairs on end about you...
I wouldn't see you and I love to
I fly above you, yes I do
well, oh baby, my hairs on end about you...

Floating, bumping, noses dodge a tooth
the fins a luminous
fangs all 'round the clown
is dark below the boulders hiding all
the sunlight's good for us
'Cause we're the fishes and all we do
the move about is all we do
well, oh baby, my hairs on end about you...

Floating, bumping, noses dodge a tooth
the fins a luminous
fangs all 'round the clown
is dark below the boulders hiding all
the sunlight's good for us
'Cause we're the fishes and all we do
the move about is all we do
well, oh baby, my hairs on end about you...

I really love you and I mean you
the star above you, crystal blue
Well, oh baby, my hairs on end about you...

http://www.sydbarrett.org/sydslife.htm

[Governor of Rowe Island]

Anyone mind if I put this one on?

Lucifer Sam
Lucifer Sam, Siam cat.
Always sitting by your side
Always by your side.
That cat's something I can't explain.

Jennifer Gentle you're a witch.
You're the left side
He's the right side.
Oh, no!
That cat's something I can't explain.

Lucifer go to sea.
Be a hip cat, be a ship's cat.
Somewhere, anywhere.
That cat's something I can't explain.

At night prowling sifting sand.
Hiding around on the ground.
He'll be found when you're around.
That cat's something I can't explain.


Always one of my favourites. Rest easy Sid.

[Madrigal Rose]

*Ahem* No serving Rose until she fathoms out the little puzzle I set her in the Common Abbreviations thread.

Put that drink down and get back to work, woman!

But... but... Headmaster! I little drink actually helps the old computer...

All right then

[Madrigal Rose]

Ok Rose pullup a chair and chalk this up as The Advent......oops...Damned subliminal subconcious at work again.How'd you like the movie?
Would taskmaster Mosley care to partake?
You only die once y'know.

Thank you, V, don't mind if I do.
Great music!
(Thanks for the hint, but I didn't get it till after I figured it out)

[David Mosley]

See, doesn't that drink taste much better now you've exercised the little grey cells, dear Rose? The honey is always sweeter when you've earned it, as they say.

Anyway, it's my round and in honour of an artist we lost today, let me put this on the jukebox:

"Shine On You Crazy Diamond"

Remember when you were young, you shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes, like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the crossfire of childhood and stardom,
blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter,
come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!

You reached for the secret too soon, you cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night, and exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome with random precision,
rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions,
come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!

Ladies and gentlemen, the toast is... SYD BARRETT.

[voilodian ghagnasdiak]

David Mosley Wrote

Ladies and gentlemen, the toast is... SYD BARRETT.

http://www.sydbarrett.org/sydslife.htm

[lemec]

Here's to Syd!

[voilodian ghagnasdiak]

Last Coin....

Matilda Mother

There was a king who ruled the land.
His majesty was in command.
With silver eyes, the scarlet eagle
showered silver on the people,
Oh Mother, tell me more.

Why'd you have to leave me there
hanging in my infant air, waiting?
You only have to read the lines of
scribbly black and everything shines.

Across the stream with wooden shoes,
bells to tell the King the news.
A thousand misty riders
climb up higher once upon a time.

Wondering and dreaming.
The words have different meanings...
Yes they did...

For all the time spent in that room,
the doll's house, darkness, old perfume,
and fairy stories held me high
on clouds of sunlight floating by.
Oh Mother, tell me more...
Tell me more...

http://www.sydbarrett.org/sydslife.htm

[Pellaz]

See, doesn't that drink taste much better now you've exercised the little grey cells, dear Rose? The honey is always sweeter when you've earned it, as they say.

Anyway, it's my round and in honour of an artist we lost today, let me put this on the jukebox:

"Shine On You Crazy Diamond"

Aye, shine on indeed.

Ladies and gentlemen, the toast is... SYD BARRETT.

I thought that browned bread was acting a bit oddly. I do believe that the marmalade is Roger Waters. And maybe I've had one too many synthemescs.



But seriously, folks.... I'll hoist a tankard in Syd's memory.

[Michael Moorcock]

Happy Birthday to the French Republic!
Open up that case of Bordeaux 2000, landlord. I give you a toast!
Vive La France!

[lemec]

Yes! Here's to France!


A wondrous land with incredible history!


(free virtual birthday cake and icecream of your choice at the Inn today!)


enjoy!


-Lemec

[voilodian ghagnasdiak]

Pass the bottle then mate.
Enchante ...and Ill have some of that French toast to please.
To France

[lemec]

célébrez et buvez et chantez!