Saturday 16 May 2015

Goodbye Blue Sky



I love Spring, I think it’s my favourite season.  It’s when life comes back to everything after a cold dark Winter and the flowers and colours blossom under a clear blue sky.  But quite often my love turns to anger and frustration as I watch the beautiful blue sky turn grey under the smear of aeroplane trails.  What are they?  Even if they are ‘harmless’ contrails that are naturally emitted from planes they leave a beautiful blue Spring sky look so dirty and full of grey smog.  

When I was in Argentina there was never any chemtrails like this, the skies were bright blue every day.  I feel I have to apologise to my girlfriend who is Argentinean for the mess in the sky.  We wake up in the morning and it’s such a beautiful early morning. You open your eyes and look out the window and everything is sparkling in the natural sun, you snooze for another hour and then it all turns grey.  Little by little the smog from the planes fills and fills the sky and paints out the beautiful blue with military grey.


I can never hold my tongue when I see the dirty skies, I speak to people I sit next to when I am traveling and say ‘Wow, look at the mess in the sky from the planes, isn’t that awful’ 80% of the people say it’s beautiful and natural and see nothing wrong with it.  I say ‘But can’t you see the blue fading behind that mess?’  No it’s just natural from the planes they say.  Sometimes I ask myself if I am crazy, if I see something that isn’t there.  But I know deep down that whatever it is isn’t good.


As a busker I rely on a beautiful warm sunny day, it is the best ingredient for a good busk , and when I know that a blue spring sky waits behind the grey smog emitted from the planes it makes me so sad and a little angrier each day.   My gut feeling tells me that it is something bad they are doing, maybe weather modification or cloud seeding, maybe they just want to block out the sun, it could be anything and I will never know for sure possibly in my life time.  Even if it is just water vapour from harmless passenger aircraft it is still filling the whole sky and that is a crime against nature.




The hard thing to deal with is to feel so powerless against it.  What can you do to those planes that never seem to land and spray the whole morning and evening sky in criss cross formation?  You talk to people and they say you are mad.  I even say it in the most non crazy way.  Not shouting (like I used to) ‘The military are blocking out the sun, and changing the weather!’  I just say in a calm way – ‘Wow look at those skies, does that seem strange to you?’   I say it in the hope that they start to notice it more and more after I have mentioned it.  I remember when I first became conscious of Chemtrails it was through an alternative news article, and from that moment I couldn’t help notice them everywhere and almost every day.  

  I am so happy when the skies are blue and there are white fluffy clouds giving moments of shade, no painting can ever capture the beauty of nature which is everywhere – from the forests to the sunrises to the colours of her flowers always in harmony with eachother.  When I see that beautiful sky just get blotted out I know deep down that it isn’t right and would do anything to stop it.  I think more and more people are becoming aware of it now, it’s been in news stories and some people I speak to say they know all about the chemtrails mystery.  I just hope something happens that exposes them and gives us the real reasons.  


In hundreds of years from now the history books will be full of the things that the rulers of this age have tried to hide, they will look at and judge our actions and though they see an evolution in technology and warfare and weaponry and communications, there has been a dangerous devolution of our balance in nature and the care we give to this planet.  If you keep shitting and pissing all over the house where you live, pretty soon it will become unliveable.  Even if it is massive, sooner or later it will stink and rot and you won’t be able to live there anymore.  I quite like this little blue and green house I share with all my brothers and sisters of the world and don’t want it to become full of shit and un-liveable.  





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