Doing a bit of Keats on Friday his phrase watcher of the skies plunged me into a brief reverie involving early Genesis, the classic 1972 line-up, performing their Watcher of the Skies, bat-wings around Gabe's head and all the accoutrements. Today I went searching to see if any performance from that glorious era had survived on the ocean of being and, to my not inconsiderable delight, discovered an extraordinarily well-filmed and well-performed live version from 1973.
On the small screen the theatrics look a bit cheesy, I suppose, but I can tell you that the real thing packed one heck of a wallop. Enough to come back vividly to mind in a Lit lesson almost 50 years later.
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