Circles Going Round The Sun

The first time we went to New York James Brown came home And the airport was full of banners The next morning we bought Gill A coke and cheeseburger and questioned Him on the sidewalk His eyes seeking the cosmos Looking through the morning Towards the coming night Where Kris Parker would play And what did Mancusso say? What did Mancusso say? One big party that we tune into Through our bodies and gatherings Through our bodies and gatherings The spectacle - the image 'And In the fire of images gladly put my hand To save that day for him' Says George Mackay brown And what did Weatherall say? What did Andrew say? Have you read the biography Well of course he did Shanti, shanti, shanti The first time you dance You break two boundaries Between matter and spirit Self and other Individual and group The the god who dances Being an imminent force You join circles going round the sun First time we went to Berlin We climbed over walls and through cellars To parties that would become Clubs, and clubs that became Sundays In movements that couldn't be seen With the naked eye Somethings moving out there Somethings moving out there Last time I went to New York I lost my edge to James Murphy And the better version Of what was - that was The loop thing - Berardi's cancelled future thing So I spun looking for a drink Like a circle going round the sun Allow yourself the full extent of your complexity Says Arthur Russel We stood still, and silent, in a warehouse Fiorucci made me hardcore Leckey let me see 'How much are they' Jah Wobble Capitals going to eat you up Brand yourself to eat you up It gas you and you gas it It gas you and you gas it And we're intertwined and connected and Locked and entangled in sensations Of here together Phase locking our Eko skeletons Spinning round and round and round In the breaks with Fred Moten Like circles going round the sun Like circles going round the sun Like circles going round the sun Like circles going round the sun