Post by cleopatra on Oct 7, 2018 0:35:27 GMT
Just thought I'd share this song in honor of our Master Sleuth fellow poster, trickofthetail, who is probably also ketchnrelease, who back in 2015 posted a comment about the EAR's fingerprints, asking, "they wouldn't happen to have a nice big SCAR on the right index finger, would they?"
I'd say ketchnrelease is a superb sleuth, seeing that comments he made back in 2015 ad 2016 were right on target. His comments had no meaning to anyone back then when we did not know JJD was the EAR. I do find it disrespectful the way he sarcastically posted jokes about other fellow posters and their theories, and never offered anything useful. I must say though, after Trabuco started a thread, "Could EAR be a Cop", it sure silenced ketch fast! Ketch also finally offered some theories at that point, stating that rather than "cop", perhaps the EAR was a notary public. Thanks for the hot tip Ketch! Although, seeing how sharp you were about many other things, I find it odd that you were so off on that one.
Here's the song I dedicate to our fellow poster, trickofthetail aka ketchnrelease:
A Trick of the Tail
released February 1976
Bored of the life in the city of gold
He'd left and let nobody know
Gone were the towers he had known from a child
Along with a dream of a life
He traveled the wide open road
The blinkered arcade
In search of another to share in his life, nowhere
Everyone looked so strange to him
They got no horns and they got no tail
They don't even know of our existence
Am I wrong to believe in the city of gold
That lies in the deep distance?
He cried and wept as they led him away to a cage
Beast that can talk, read the sign
The creatures, they pushed and they prodded his frame
And questioned his story again
But soon they grew bored of their prey
The beast that can talk?
More like a freak or publicity stunt, oh oh, no no
They got no horns and they got no tail
They don't even know of our existence
Am I wrong to believe in the city of gold
That lies in the deep distance?
He cried and broke down the door
Of the cage and marched on out
He grabbed a creature by the scruff of his neck, pointing out
There, beyond the bounds of your weak imagination
Lie the noble towers of my city, bright and gold
Let me take you there, show you a living story
Let me show you others such as me, why did I ever leave?
"They got no horns and they got no tail
They don't even know of our existence
Am I wrong to believe in the city of gold
That lies in the deep distance?" he cried and wept
And so we set out with the beast and his horns
And his crazy description of home
After many days journey, we came to a peak
Where the beast gazed abroad and cried out
We followed his gaze and we thought that maybe we saw
A spire of gold, no, a trick of the eye, that's all
But the beast was gone and a voice was heard
They got no horns and they got no tail
They don't even know of our existence
Am I wrong to believe in the city of gold
That lies in the deep distance?
(Hello friend, welcome home)
"
