I seem to have a curious creature which resides within me, and he only makes his presence known now and then, but when he does, oh by jingo does he.

Furious spirals of wurling jergos and jingos, some kind of cave man within shows his self, I change and become somebody else, almost like being under the influence of that bad purple calpol slime from Ghostbusters 2…but alas Egon is not around to save the day, we’ll need something more powerful than that.

I have the answer.

Bloody big bells. I know mentioning Mike Oldfield and you probably only think of tubular bells 1 and the damn bloody exorcist ……. but theres something far superior about his third bells that can destroy any monster.

Whilst writing tubular bells 3 mr oldfield was having some troubles of his own and it shows in this dark masterpiece of wind, rain, drums and bells. When it reaches its dramatic climax it seems like he has conquered his monsters, fighting them away, forcing them out, out into the rain. And then gives them a reet good bashing with some bloody big bells.

Im not really a fan of loud music for the sake of it, but this has to be played loud, it has to hurt to bring those inner nasties out, like a facemask of the soul.

Heres a youtube of the climax:

Another lovely bit

That man can move his blinkin finger:

Next time an inner nasty takes hold, I do you hope try the bells, once in your soul they never leave.

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Whilst I’m here rather late rambling about the fine Mike Oldfield, Ill give a pre ramble on his forthcoming fully orchestral project ‘Music of the spheres’ which looks fascinating!