R.I.P. David Gold

Bit of a detraction from the usual. I took some photos months ago I’ve been meaning to put up but haven’t got round to – guess the mojo hasn’t really been with me lately.

I thought I’d take this opportunity to pay a tribute to the sadly departed David Gold, late singer of the band “Woods of Ypres”, who tragically died in December 2011. Incidentally it was his birthday today.

This is a little late in coming, mainly because I’m not as “in-scene” with metal as I briefly was once-upon-a-moon ago. I guess I’m as picky in music as I am about everything else in life so it’ll come as no surprise to most people to hear that. My pickyness is of course, not a reflection on Woods or the scene in general (which is pretty healthy), but more on my unwillingness to sift through the masses to hear about new releases.

Anyway I first heard Woods back in 2004 with “Pursuit Of The Sun and Allure Of The Earth”, and I loved “The Green Album” with a passion, especially given that it came at a very fitting time in my life and the themes resonated especially strongly with me.

Without exception the lyrics that David wrote were especially personal (hence their appearance as end of journal entry songs so often) and I’m sure that I’m far from the only person to have seen parallels in experience and outlook.

Early this week I picked up the latest Woods album “Woods V: Grey skies and electric light”. Knowing that David died before the album was released, there is a spooky resonance to so many of the messages in the album.

Adora Vivos

A moment of silence… but not one moment more
The dead are to be forgotten, we are here to be…adored

Look me, in the eyes, don’t believe a word they say
For life is good, life is glory, though we live, one life only
Tell me, in real time, don’t hesitate to profess
Love me, in the flesh, don’t wait ˜till death to sing my praise

A moment of silence… but not one moment more
The dead are to be forgotten, we are here to be adored
IN the bleak life and modern times, Under grey skies and electric light
Mortal men are living gods, More real than any God ever was

Adora Vivos – Our people are civilized… Love the living while they’re still alive
Adora Vivos – Our people are civilized… we shouldn’t worship the dead.

In The bleak life and modern times, Under grey skies and electric light
Where the living still walk the earth alone, more real than any God ever was

In bleak life, (We are realer than gods!) – More real than any God ever was
In modern times (we are realer than Gods!) – More real than any God ever was
Under grey skies and electric light, we the living still walk the earth alone
Where mortal men are living gods, more real than any God…ever was.

A moment of silence, (for the dead) but not one moment more
They’ve all gone to be forgotten, were still here, to be adored

Look me, in the face, and don’t believe a word I say
This life is hard, this life is lonely, and we are here, for one night only
See the pain, in my eyes, the defeat, of my age
Feel the urgency of time, and don’t wait ˜till death to sing my praise

A moment of silence (for the dead), but not one moment more
The dead are to be forgotten, we are here to be adored
If you’re waiting for tomorrow, save yourself for another day
But if you’re living in the moment, don’t wait (˜till death) to sing my praise

In The bleak life and modern times, Under grey skies and electric light
Mortal men are living Gods, More real than any God ever was

I can’t claim to have known David, but I hope that I can interpret his music well enough to say that at the least, I briefly understood David as much as its possible to understand anyone. And I hope that if you’ve taken the the time to read this, you understand when I say that odds are I love you, and I am grateful for the impact you’ve had on my life no matter how small it may seem to be.

RIP David Gold – you live on through your messages and your music.

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