It’s also something I’m trying to perform on myself to rebuild the parts of my brain damaged when I had a stroke during a quadruple coronary bypass.
I’m trying to learn how to think again instead of mentally stumbling from one disconnected thought to to another, and I’m doing that largely by watching challenging online documentaries, in particular some of those featured in the Ted series.
Ted = Technology, Entertainment and Design and its programming is probably doing more for me than all the psychotherapy in the world.
And what of Brain Salad Surgery? Instrumentally and lyrically (is that the correct word?) it’s a great album ranging from an interpretation of the hymn Jerusalem to Benny the Bouncer —
Benny was the bouncer at the Palais de Danse
He’d slash your granny’s face up given half a chance.
He’d sell you back the pieces, all for lss than half a quid
He thought he was the meanest-
Until he met with Savage Sid.
Now Sidney was a greaser with some nasty roots
He poured a pint of Guinness over Benny’s boots
Benny looked at Sidney:
Sidney stared right back in his eye.
Sidney chose a switchblade
and Benny got a cold meat pie.
Oh! what a terrible sight,
Much to the people’s delight.
One hell of a fight.
Sidney grabbed a hatchet, buried it in Benny’s head.
The people gasped as he bled:
The end of a Ted [UK vernacular for ‘Teddy boy‘
Well, they dragged him from the wreckage of the Palais in bits.
They tried to stick together all the bits that would fit.
But some of him was missing
and “part of him” arrived too late,
So now he works for Jesus
As the bouncer at St. Peter’s Gate.
Meanwhile, to quote another set of lyrics, this time from the Beatles, “I’ve got to admit it’s getting better; little better all the time … ”
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