Tuesday, 31 January 2012
Writing about regular space flights to Mars earlier reminded me of one of my favourite songs - which fired my imagination when I was young - 'Rocket Man' by Elton John.
I remember first hearing the song on the radio - as a young teenager - and it seemed to capture the spirit of the age - incredible mystery and glamour brought down to earth by prosaic charm.
I might have got things out of order - but if I recall correctly, a while later David Bowie brought out his space anthem - which told the tragic tale of Major Tom in 'Space Oddity'.
And by the looks of things that's a good metaphor for the chances of one Newt Gingrich becoming the next President of America - because as I write - they seem to be floating off deep into outer space.
Here are the words and a You Tube link to Rocket Man.
Rocket Man by Elton John
She packed my bags last night pre-flight
Zero hour nine a.m.
And I'm gonna be high as a kite by then
I miss the earth so much I miss my wife
It's lonely out in space
On such a timeless flight
And I think it's gonna be a long long time
Till touch down brings me round again to find
I'm not the man they think I am at home
Oh no no no I'm a rocket man
Rocket man burning out his fuse up here alone
Mars ain't the kind of place to raise your kids
In fact it's cold as hell
And there's no one there to raise them if you did
And all this science I don't understand
It's just my job five days a week
A rocket man, a rocket man
And I think it's gonna be a long long time...