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For all the sombre sombrero guitar, that marching four-beat has got a place to be and Burke is taking us there —  
For all the sombre sombrero guitar, that marching four-beat has got a place to be and Burke is taking us there —  


<big>{{smallcaps|PART III: Enter the Golden goddess of the Disco.}}</big><br>
<big>{{smallcaps|PART III: Enter the Golden goddess of the Disco.}}</big><br>{{drop|K|aboom! There it}} is! Suddenly we’re exultant: it’s a breezy major, the disco bass leads, and the drummer, Burke, is back in the pocket like he’s saying ''I told you so''. He’s just doing the cha-cha, cheerleading now, for ''here is the golden goddess''.  
{{drop|K|aboom! There it}} is! Suddenly we’re exultant: it’s a breezy major, the disco bass leads, and the drummer, Burke, is back in the pocket like he’s saying ''I told you so''. He’s just doing the cha-cha, cheerleading now, for ''here is the golden goddess''.  


“Uh-ha, make it all right,” she says. It seems trite, but she’s right — she make it ''magnificent'' — and Destri’s keys are pealing church-bell hosannahs like it’s the Eighteen Twelve. Now everything is ''so'' major and positive and ''rising'' — even your ''hair'' is beautiful and we know something more is coming and ''blam'' — some throbbing arpeggiator explodes onto the soundscape and mixed in with the blood and ecstasy ''we are in the minor again''. line and we are thundering down into the depths once more in a beautiful minor - you can't understand joy if you don't know sorrow
“Uh-ha, make it all right,” she sings.  
 
After all this cultivated dissonance this seems trite and, on paper, a bit disappointing, but the way she sings it, and how Destri garlands it with pealing church-bell keyboard lines, hosannas like it’s the Eighteen Twelve, you know she’s right — uh-ha, make it ''magnificent.''
 
Everything is ''so'' major and positive, even the chord progression is ''rising'' chromatically up some stairway to heaven, and beautiful hair (again: on ''paper'' —) so we know we are building to something bigger, and ''kaboom! there it is!'' A throbbing arpeggiator explodes onto the soundscape and, mixed in with the blood and ecstasy are some gorgeous ''minor third'' harmonies. ''We are back in the minor''. The ride reaches its apex and we are ''falling'': the roller-coaster thunders down into the depths, for you can’t understand joy if you don’t know sorrow tonight — ''stop''.
 
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Destri’s keyboard is reaching up, augmenting, yearning for something beautiful as if he can see it just above the grate  
Destri’s keyboard is reaching up, augmenting, yearning for something beautiful as if he can see it just above the grate  


off on the rollercoaster  
off on the rollercoaster  
Tempo and that drum beat
Tempo and that drum beat


Bass solo
Bass solo  
 
A flanging denuded perfect fifth, neither major nor minor, a sequenced beat, and Nigel Robinson  
A flanging denuded perfect fifth, neither major nor minor, a sequenced beat, and Nigel Robinson  


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