The Travelling Tragition

Marc Bolan · Other Songs - Marc Bolan

Shadow cloak swift as a swallow,

Pantaloon down in the hollow,

Dancing, his voice like a cloud

In the death of my night.



Awful eyes, black Persian beggar,

Harlequinesque, hair plaited heather,

Stepping so lightly,



A sprite in the house of my sight.



0 m'dear, travelling Tragition,

It's sky clear, you're a gift from the fair folk.

The Travelling Tragition

Released in 1967, 'The Travelling Tragition' stands as a defining track in the early work of Marc Bolan, the enigmatic frontman of T. Rex. The song exemplifies the band's transition from the raw, blues-inflected rock of their debut to a more polished, psychedelic sound characterized by Bolan's distinctive falsetto and the band's signature organ work. As a key piece of the 1967 catalogue, it captures the era's fascination with theatricality and space-age themes, reflecting Bolan's unique ability to blend pop sensibilities with avant-garde experimentation. The recording remains a significant artifact of the British Invasion's evolution, showcasing the intricate production techniques and lyrical depth that would define Bolan's subsequent career and influence on future rock artists.