The cosmic structuring of the 28-day SydArthur Festival obliges us to address the very entity that dictates that structure: the Moon itself. That Syd Barrett and Arthur Lee had, ten years ago, the poetic grace to die one full lunar month apart ensures that these great psychedelic artists were righteous motherfuckers even in death. Herein, they become the sacred twins.
Let’s take the cosmic opportunity to take it down an evolutionary notch. Can you see the moon from your home or your place of work? If not, could you search it out? Is there any way in which you could address it with a drink in your hand and stare up at its pulsing, and consider that these impulses dictate our tides, that these impulses dictate menstruation in women? We know how important the Lunar Calendar was to our ancient ancestors. Before egotist Caesars inserted their own months – July for Julius and August for Augustus – our festivals were none of them moveable feasts but fixed in time. The modern industrial world of the 1930s even attempted briefly to ease the lot of workers by returning to the Lunar Calendar. Hidden behind the cityscape, the unseen Moon – whether we heed it or not – still pulses out its influence upon us all. So let us today address that brilliant globe in its fullest phase, and raise our cups to its millennia-long irregular path across the skies of our Solar System.
Today, under the full moon, let’s go out there with ‘Cancer – the Moon Child’ from The Zodiac’s LP COSMIC SOUNDS. Gaining its Elektra Records release just 4 months after The Doors’ debut LP, The Zodiac was a studio ensemble formed as a vehicle for promoting Moog synthesizers – a project that then got way out of hand! Listen to narrator Cyrus Faryar’s declaimed and grandiose delivery of Jacques Wilson’s portentous poetry. The entire record is drenched in this superlative spew, as sound FX and fuzzy guitar themes conspire to heighten the listening experience. And surely this marvellous paean to the Moon Goddess inspired J. Morrison’s own recorded poetic experiments, his own ‘Horse Latitudes’ then being still a couple of months away.