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‘I’ll be Your Mirror’…….BBC Pics of Scotland…..

by Bernie Bell - 08:25 on 04 October 2025

‘I’ll be Your Mirror’…….

A different kind of response to a ‘Breaking Wave’ music reference. The reference is straight forward – no prior familiarity needed…..

“I had a similar experience as Knoxy at the same age, except for me, it was an old record, five years old, ‘The Velvet Underground & Nico’. In 1972, I was still in air Cadets, though keen to escape, against my dad’s will. But then there was the miners’ strike, and everything turned off early, but I was allowed to sit up late in my pyjamas and listen to John Peel on my little battery radio. One evening, he played “I’ll be your mirror” and I was fourteen and romantic as fuck.”

I have strongly appreciated that song for decades – have sent it to troubled people when I thought it might help.

I appreciate it so much that I’m going to present the words to you…

I'll Be Your Mirror

I'll be your mirror
Reflect what you are, in case you don't know
I'll be the wind, the rain and the sunset
The light on your door to show that you're home

When you think the night has seen your mind
That inside you're twisted and unkind
Let me stand to show that you are blind
Please put down your hands
Cause I see you

I find it hard to believe you don't know
The beauty that you are
But if you don't let me be your eyes
A hand in your darkness, so you won't be afraid

When you think the night has seen your mind
That inside you're twisted and unkind
Let me stand to show that you are blind
Please put down your hands
Cause I see you

I'll be your mirror

Songwriters: Lou Reed

Think about it.

Something about the healing power of music, from ‘The Breaking Wave’…..

“Waves at sea don’t transmit water, they transmit kinetic energy. If unobstructed, they have the potential to cross an ocean. When that kinetic energy gets interrupted and transmutes into another energetic state, the breaking wave smashes rock into pebbles, pebbles into sand. But when the waveforms of music break upon the ear, that is the energy that is the healing force of the world. It mends as it breaks.”

I just read this on Matthew Manning's Facebook page....

"OZZY OSBOURNE’S FINAL ADDICTION: PINK LADY APPLES

Many of us have our own addictions - whether it’s chocolate, online shopping, gambling, drugs, drinking or smoking, and are often surprisingly judgemental of other people’s cravings. In his new posthumous book, Last Rites, Ozzy Osbourne writes very amusingly, in his own inimitable way, about his final addiction.

‘The one major blessing these days is that my addictions are finally under control. I’ve got so many doctors and nurses hovering over me at all times, there’s not even the opportunity. Mind you, back in LA - in the months before we left for England - I did get hooked on apples.

Not just any apples. They had to be Pink Lady apples. And they had to be from Erewhon, the posh LA store. The thing is with Pink Ladies is, they’re not too sweet but they’re not too sour. I got to the point where some nights I was eating 12 of them. I even hired a special guy to drive down to Erewhon and buy them. I didn’t want to have them delivered in case I got brown ones, or ones with dents in.

Anyway, this guy was buying so many they started rationing him. It got to the point where I needed to join Pink Ladies Anonymous. But it’s strange, the second I got to England I just stopped craving them. I wasn’t interested, so I guess I’m a recovered appleaholic now.

What I’ve realised is that the one place where I’m free of all my demons is on a stage. It’s the only world I’ve known for 57 years. There’s nothing better than a good gig. The roar of a crowd is so contagious, so addictive. I spent my whole life trying to get high from every substance known to man. But now I realise I was just trying to get back the feeling of when I was up there on stage, doing my job.

The packed arena. The thump of the bass drum you can feel in your stomach. Forty or fifty thousand voices singing back your words. All along, that’s what I was chasing. It was the best drug I ever took.”

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BBC Pics of Scotland…..

26^th of September – 3^rd of October 2025…..

One word….Autumn….

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/articles/c3vz2de1nwwo

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