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Fisherman’s Blues is a 1988 album by The Waterboys. The album marked a change in the sound of The Waterboys’, abandoning their earlier grandiose rock sound for a mixture of traditional Irish music, traditional Scottish music, country music, and rock and roll. Critics were divided on its release with some disappointed at the change of direction and others ranking it among The Waterboys’ best work.[3] The album was the Waterboys’ best selling album, reaching a number 13 placing on the U.K. charts on release, and 76 on the Billboard 200.

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Fisherman’s Blues (1988)

“Fisherman’s Blues” (Mike Scott, Steve Wickham) – 4:26
“We Will Not Be Lovers” (Scott) – 7:03
“Strange Boat” (Scott, Anthony Thistlethwaite) – 3:06
“World Party” (Scott, Trevor Hutchinson, Karl Wallinger) – 4:01
“Sweet Thing” (Van Morrison) – 7:14
“Jimmy Hickey’s Waltz” (Scott, Wickham, Thistlethwaite) – 2:06
“And a Bang on the Ear” (Scott, Wickham, Thistlethwaite) – 9:14
“Has Anybody Here Seen Hank” (Scott) – 3:19
“When Will We Be Married” (Traditional, adapted: Scott, Thistlethwaite) – 3:01
“When Ye Go Away” (Scott) – 3:45
“Dunford’s Fancy” (Wickham) – 1:04
“The Stolen Child” (Words: W.B. Yeats, Music: Scott) – 6:55
“This Land Is Your Land” (Woody Guthrie) – 0:56

 

I had another walk to the old abandoned fertilizer factory in Drapetsona. here are some photos that I took using my D7200 and Tamron 18-200mm VC.

It looked like a dominating Temple of Decay.

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D7200, 18-55 VR, ISO-100, f8,1/250

In another timeline Odysseus returns to a long gone home. Everything he owns everything he loves is dead. He doesn’t know it , he is hoping for reunion. His arrival is seen by his blind servant as a Painting of His ship, the blue sky and sea. All framed by the ruins of his home.  His wrath will be the epilogue.

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Relics of a long lost era.The spirit keeps its back to the outside world and insists on living in the past. He keeps his eyes nailed on the worn graffiti on the wall.The lost love that dies slowly with him. Trapped in time and space. In Love…

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