Also, BJ Wilson is vastly underrated as a drummer. He was one of the most technically sound drummers of his error. He didn't have Ginger Baker's powerful style but Wilson was always flawless.
I've always had their music in my life.. I'm 55 years young however it was my father that first introduced me to the mystical sound of Procol Harum. Thanks Dad
"All hands on deck, we"ve run afloat" I heard the captain cry
"Explore the ship, replace the cook, let no one leave alive!"
Across the straits, around the Horn, how far can sailors fly?
A twisted path, our tortured course, and no one left alive
We sailed for parts unknown to man, where ships come home to die
No lofty peak, nor fortress bold, could match our captain's eye
Upon the seventh seasick day we made our port of call
A sand so white, and sea so blue, no mortal place at all
We fired the gun, and burnt the mast, and rowed from ship to shore
The captain cried, we sailors wept, our tears were tears of joy
Now many moons and many Junes have passed since we made land
A salty dog, this seaman's log, your witness my own hand
I always thought Procol's music had an otherwordly quality, a melancholically beautiful quality. This song is a perfect example of that. It recalls in a sentimental way a voyage of a sailor. Really few bands were able to express emotions like they did.