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Dead Can Dance
This nOde
last updated March 22nd, 2005 and is permanently morphing...
(7 Muluk (Water) /
12 Kumk'u - 189/260 - 12.19.12.2.9)

Brendan Perry
I was born in Whitechapel, London
in 1959 to Anglo-Irish parents and subsequently raised and schooled in the East
End of London, until my family emigrated to Auckland,
New
Zealand, seeking a new life and new opportunities. Having received
no prior formal musical education, I began to play the guitar under the guiding
influence of
Maori
and Polynesian muscians at the catholic school I attended in Ponsonby. After
half hearted attempts to become a primary school teacher and then join the civil
service, I drifted through a series of jobs until I was asked to join The Scavengers
in 1977. At first I played bass Guitar later taking on the duties of lead vocalist
when the original singer left the band. Apart from a handful of original
songs we would cover music from the Stooges, New York Dolls, and the late 60's
Psychedelia. After two years of entertaining controversy, unable to secure a
recording deal or live dates (largely due to the media's sensationalist attitude
towards
punk)
We decided to move to Melbourne,
Australia,
in 1979 and changed our name to the Marching Girls. In
1980
I left the Marching Girls to pursue a more creative personal musical
odyssey,
experimenting with tape
loops,
synthesis and alternative forms of rhythm. In 1981 I formed Dead Can Dance with
Simon Monroe and Paul Erikson (both of whom were to leave within the year soon
after we had relocated to London) and of course Lisa Gerrard, who was to become
my fellow navigator and soul musical companion for the next fifteen years. Today
I live in Rural Ireland where I can be found indulging myself in mythological
and natural interests such as
Dragon
Hunting.
we are the stars which sing
we sing with our
light
we are the birds of fire
we
fly
over the sky
our light is a voice
we make a road for the spirits to
pass over
for the spirits to pass over
we are like the wind
wrapped in luminous wings
we make a road for the spirits to
pass over
for the spirits to pass over
- _Spiritchaser_ MP3
by Dead Can Dance
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The storm clouds gathering,
Moved silently along the dusty boulevard.
Where flowers turning crane their fragile necks
So they can in turn
Reach up and kiss the sky.
They are driven by a strange desire
Unseen by the human eye
Someone is calling.
I remember when you held my hand
In the park we would play when the circus came to town.
Look! Over here.
Outside
The circus gathering
Moved silently along the rainswept boulevard.
The procession moved on the shouting is over
The fabulous freaks are leaving town.
They are driven by a strange desire
Unseen by the human eye.
The carinval is over.
We sat and watched
As the
moon rose again
For the very first
time.
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