This trio wraps up the rebroadcast in fine aeronautical fashion: Disconnected, demoralized, dashed to the ground, strewn in pieces and still full of wonder, hope and anticipation. Just like goddarned life, huh?
"Amidships" looks at the drudgery and isolation behind the glamour of flight, "...Wreckage..." at the straightfaced equality of mortality, and "Wingwalkers" at a beautiful horizon of clouds and sun.
Playing spot-our-own-influences, I'd say (in order): mid-era Cracker, late-era Pink Floyd and not-otherwise-specified Americana (...OK.. maybe some Paul Burch in there...). More importantly, playing spot-the-incidental-background-noise, that's an enthusiastic poodle with a squeaky toy at about 1:55 in "...Wreckage...".
Peace/ out
jk
"Amidships":
https://app.box.com/s/1b747xk8ewqi2oy5gigi8qghxj9nc3mz
"The Wreckage Looks the Same":
https://app.box.com/s/lpen8nx4p2x10ssne2v3d9h1if94yt87
"Wingwalkers":
https://app.box.com/s/hmsvgwk5kbsh3g9ihwwzxdgd9diybi2f
