THERE was too much rain and mist about to see them this morning, but I find the wind turbines on Burbo Bank are quite a sight now they are operational.
On a clear morning you can see them from Clieves Hills in Aughton. They keep appearing on the horizon as you pass through Downholland, like silver windmills waiting to be tilted at by a giant knight.
Once you arrive in Great Altcar they appear like a line of glimmering whirlygigs, arms turning rather more slowly than you would expect.
I find they look particuarly impressive when seen against a dark, stormy sky. It really highlights them against the horizon.
I know that there are mixed views about wind turbines but I think these are quite a feature along the coastline now that pmost eople appreciate.
Music on the moss: Oh dear, a hippy-dippy moment. Steve Hillage was best known as the guitar hero on Daevid Allen's Planet Gong before launching into a solo career. Then he disembarked Britain to live in France where he apparently now does very well on the dance/trance music scene.
His Rainbow Dome Music is the very essence of hippy-trippidom, composed as the ambient music for an event or happening or installation centred around some artwork or other. Whatever, it really does take you back to the days of tie-dye and tedium, bubbles and so on. Throughout there is a continual sound of running water which must have had people running off to the little lads and lassies room. I find it soothing, rather strangely, as the sound of running water is always one of the natural elements you listen for in the country.
There is no recognisable melody, just lots of synthiser parts and electronic trickery. I reckon it is what Frank Zappa would have called "noodling." He had this theory that people playing avant garde music or experimental stuff could be put into two camps: those whose "noodling" demonstrated they knew what they were doing and those who were just making a noise. Hillage knew what he was doing but I don't think it really stands the test of time as some hippy stuff has.
To reinforce its place in hippy-dippidom, the original LP was pressed in a clear vinyl! Very odd on the turntable. They don't do with with CDs, although a CD I bought on Saturday of Miles Davis's Kind of Blue had a very impressive scaled down print of the original LP, even down to the groove on the record. Neat.
And the old folkies among you will recognise the title of this piece comes from one of Buffy Sainte-Marie's very early albums. Time to get some of her stuff from the loft, I think.

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