Posts Tagged Walking On The Chinese Wall

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May 11, 2022 by Simon Sweetman

Poem: For The Coins To Fall

Philip Bailey’s falsetto, curls like smoke around words smacks me deep in my nostalgia valve. I crave the sound although can never explain it. My hands outstretched, although I’ll never hold it. The Linn drum hits me and the swirl of sound is a mini meditation. I suck back on the smoke of this song. […]

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July 10, 2021 by Simon Sweetman

In Praise of ‘Walking On The Chinese Wall’

I am in love with the song Walking On The Chinese Wall by Philip Bailey. It’s a multiple whammy of guilty pleasure moments and I do not care. It has been my call-to-home for weeks now, months even. Something happened when I heard it for the first time in a while several months back. Olfactory […]

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November 9, 2019 by Simon Sweetman

Poem: Philip Bailey’s Requiem

The trade-off has always been that I value my soul. Told the in-laws, just the other day, about a guy that wrote a most-dreadful book about walking the Chinese Wall – good on him for doing the work but his book was shit. I told the editor of the magazine to find anyone else to […]