Since I first heard Elizabeth Welch sing it in Derek Jarman’s ‘The Tempest’, it has to be the Etta James blues lyric ‘Stormy Weather’
Dressed as the sun, the lady sings to thoseBoy sailors, resting shoulder to shoulderOf stormy weather ahead on the seasThat stand for their life voyage with each other.And should one fail the other truly knowsThat somewhere there’s a crew to make bolderAssay upon , for open seas will teaseThat way, for past lovers lost’s my … More Since I first heard Elizabeth Welch sing it in Derek Jarman’s ‘The Tempest’, it has to be the Etta James blues lyric ‘Stormy Weather’



![‘When I were five, I wore a plastic sword’: my child hero then, not Hugh MacDiarmid’s hero in his ‘Hymn to Lenin’ [but confused with Shakespeare’s ‘Richard III’ in my childish brain].](https://i0.wp.com/livesteven.com/wp-content/uploads/2025/03/image-70.png?resize=365%2C365&ssl=1)




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