WHO WAS THAT MASKED MAN?

The Masked Man

“Can I use the picture I took of you in the black silk Vampire’s Wife mask for a Stuff Post?”

That’s me talking to my husband.

“Of course, but you’ve got to put up ‘Who Was That Masked Man’ by Van Morrison.

“Okay.”

“Sometimes I think that this song might be my favourite. I always go back to the album Veedon Fleece because it seems to hold such mystery. It’s so bold, so daring, and in someway sort of speaks hard into our time. Makes me proud to be in the business of making music.”

 

Who Was That Masked Man

Oh ain't it lonely
When you're livin' with a gun
Well you can't slow down and you can't turn 'round
And you can't trust anyone

You just sit there like a butterfly
And you're all encased in glass
You're so fragile you just may break
And you don't know who to ask

Oh ain't it lonely
When you're livin' with a gun
Well you can't slow down and you can't turn 'round
And you can't trust anyone

You just sit there like a butterfly
You're well protected by the glass
You're such a rare collector's item
When they throw away what's trash
You can hang suspended from a star
Or wish on a toilet roll
You can just soak up the atmosphere
Like a fish inside a bowl

When the ghost comes round at midnight
Well you both can have some fun
He can drive you mad, he can make you sad
He can keep you from the sun
When they take him down,

He'll be both safe and sound
And the hand does fit the glove
And no matter what they tell you,
There's good and evil in everyone

 


The Vampire's Wife