Peter GABRIEL


Up

(2002)



1. Darkness 6'54
(Peter Gabriel)
2. Growing Up 7'36
(Peter Gabriel)
3. Sky Blue 6'40
(Peter Gabriel)
Samples taken from Original Track
Produced by Daniel Lanois and Engineered by David Bottrill
4. No Way Out 7'55
(Peter Gabriel)
5. I Grieve 7'27
(Peter Gabriel)
6. The Barry Williams Show 7'18
(Peter Gabriel)
7. My Head Sounds Like That 6'31
(Peter Gabriel)
8. More Than This 6'04
(Peter Gabriel)
9. Signal To Noise 7'39
(Peter Gabriel)
10. The Drop 3'05
(Peter Gabriel)

Total Time: 72:43


  • Peter Gabriel Bosendorfer (1, 3, 10), Mutator (1), Keys (1, 5), Organ (2, 6, 8), Sample Keys (2, 4), Bass Keys (2, 5, 6, 9), Firefly Keys (3), Piano (4, 7, 8), Mellotron (6, 7, 9), Harmonium (4, 6), Arpeggiated Bass (4), Bass Pulse (3), Tom Toms (4), Crotales (4), Telecaster (4), Chorus Telecaster (6), JamMan (1, 2, 4), MPC Groove (1-4, 6, 8, 9), Wonky Nord (8), Mutator (8), SansAmp (9), String Arrangements (1, 9), Brass Arrangement (7), Oxford Backwards Samples (9), Sampled Guitar (8), Samples (5), String Samples (6), Reverse Strings (6), Vocals
  • Chuck Norman - Guitar, Spectre Programming (5), Bridge Strings (5)
  • Tony Berg - Backwards Guitar (6)
  • Tony Cousins - Maccaferi Guitar, Mastering
  • Daniel Lanois - Guitar (3), Percussion (3), Sampling
  • David Rhodes - Guitar (1-4, 6-9), Electric Guitar (5), Background Vocals (2, 3, 6, 8, 9)
  • Peter Green - Guitar (3)
  • Richard Evans - Acoustic Guitar (5)
  • John Brion - Mandolin (8), Chamberlain (8)
  • David Sancious - Hammond Organ (3)
  • Mitchell Froome - Middle Section Backwards Piano (4)
  • Tony Levin - Bass (1, 3-8)
  • Danny Thompson - Double Bass
  • Christian Le Chevretel Trumpet (6)
  • The BLACK DYKE BAND Brass (7)
  • Nick Ingham - Orchestration (1, 9)
  • Bob Ezrin - Brass Arrangement (7)
  • Ed Shearmur - Brass Arrangement (7)
  • Shankar - Double Violin (Improvised) (5)
  • The LONDON SESSION ORCHESTRA - Strings (9)
    Violins:
    Mark Berrow
    Peter G. Hanson
    Julian Leaper
    Cathy Thompson
    Rebecca Hirsh
    Patrick Kiernan
    Jackie Shave
    Antonia Fuchs
    Gavin Wright
    Chris Tombling
    Jon Evans-Jones
    Boguslaw Kostecki
    Violas:
    Robert Smissen
    Peter Lale
    Donald McVay
    Roger Chase
    Cellos:
    Ben Chappell
    Martin Loveday
    Anthony Pleeth
    David Daniels
    Double Bass:
    Chris Lawrence
    Mary Scully
    Contractor:
    Isobel Griffiths
  • Will Gregory - String Arrangements (1, 9)
  • Manu Katche - Drums (1-3, 5-7)
  • Dave Power - Drums (1)
  • Dominic Greensmith - Drums (4, 8)
  • Steve Gadd - Drums (4, 9), Percussion (9)
  • Johnny Kalsi - Drums, Dholak
  • Ged Lynch - Drums (2, 6, 8), Percussion (1-9)
  • Stephen Hague - Percussion (5)
  • Hossam Ramzy - Percussion (7), Tablas (4)
  • Mahut Dominique - Percussion (1, 7)
  • Will White - Percussion (5)
  • Assane Thiam - Percussion (7)
  • Richard Chappell - Percussion (1), Programming (1-10), Treated Loop (6), Loop Manipulation (7)
  • Alex Swift - Additional Programming (1-3)
  • Chris Hughes - Supercollider Drum Programming (4)
  • Tchad Blake - Groove Treatment (6)
  • The DHOL FOUNDATION - Dhol Drums (9)
    Master Drummer: Johnny Kalsi
    Bobby Panesar
    Vijay Rakkar
    Yash Puri
    Johnny Kalsi
    Jas Daffu
    Indi Chana
  • Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan - Additional Vocals (9)
  • Sally Larkin - Background Vocals (6)
  • Adrian Chivers - Background Vocals (2)
  • Melanie Gabriel - Background Vocals (3, 8)
  • Joe Williams - Vocals (bckgr)
  • The BLIND BOYS Of ALABAMA Additional Vocals (3), Background Vocals (8)
    Clarence Fountain
    Jimmy Carter
    Goerge Scott
    Joey Williams

    Produced by Peter Gabriel
    Except "I Grieve": Peter Gabriel and Stephen Hague and "Growing Up": Additional Production by Steve Osborne
    Recorded and Engineered by Richard Chappell
    Additional Engineering Richard Evans
    Recorder on "No Way Out": Richard Evans
    Mastered at
    METROPOLIS by Tony Cousins
    All Tracks Mixed by Tchad Blake
    Except "I Grieve": Stephen Hague and Richard Evans and "The Drop": Richard Chappell
    Assistant Engineers: Alan Coleman, Edel Griffith, Dan Roe, Chris Treble
    Mix Assistant: Claire Lewis
    Additional Mix Assistance: Marco Migliari, Paul Grady

    Additional Recording and Engineering:
    Co-Engineering on Band Recording Session: Ben Findlay
    The LONDON SESSION ORCHESTRA at
    AIR LYNDHURST, England: Steve Orchard
    The BLIND BOYS Of ALABAMA at
    HYPE STUDIOS, Singapore: Derek Zuzarte
    Assisted by Kevin Quah and Yang
    The BLACK DYKE BAND at
    AIR LYNDHURST, England: Steve McLaughlin
    Paul Grady - Mixing
    David Bottrill - Engineer
    Marco Migliari - Mixing
    Tchad Blake: Tape Scratching (2)
    Anne Parsons - Assistant, Personal Assistant
    Edel Griffith - Assistant Engineer
    Alan Coleman - Assistant Engineer
    Dan Roe - Assistant Engineer
    Pete Davis - Additional Programming (2)
    Susie Millns - Design Coordinator
    Marc Bessant - Graphic Design, Design
    Ada Fuss - Photography

    Words and Music by Peter Gabriel
    Published by
    REAL WORLD MUSIC Ltd.

    Recorded and Mixed at REAL WORLD STUDIOS, Box, England
    Additional Recording on
    The MEDUSE and The REAL WORLD MOBILE RECORDER in Senegal and France

    The BLIND BOYS Of ALABAMA appear Courtesy of REAL WORLD RECORDS Ltd
    Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan appears Courtesy of
    REAL WORLD RECORDS Ltd
    Will Gregory appears Courtesy of
    MUTE RECORDS Ltd
    Shankar appears Courtesy of
    15 RECORDS / ECM RECORDS
    Daniel Lanois appears Courtesy of
    WARNER BROTHER RECORDS
    The DHOL FOUNDATION appears Courtesy of
    SHAKTI RECORDS / NARADA PRODUCTIONS





    1. Darkness

      I'm scared of swimming in the sea
      dark shapes moving under me
      every fear i swallow makes me small
      inconsequential things occur
      alarms are triggered
      memories stir
      it s not the way it has to be

      I'm afraid of what i do not know
      i hate being undermined
      I'm afraid i can be devil man
      and i m scared to be divine
      don t mess with me my fuse is short
      beneath this skin these fragments caught

      when i allow it to be
      there s no control over me
      i have my fears
      but they do not have me

      walking through the undergrowth, to the house in the woods
      the deeper i go, the darker it gets
      i peer through the window
      knock at the door
      and the monster i was
      so afraid of
      lies curled up on the floor
      is curled up on the floor just like a baby boy

      i cry until i laugh

      I'm afraid of being mothered
      with my balls shut in the pen
      I'm afraid of loving women
      and i m scared of loving men
      flashbacks coming in every night
      don t tell me everything s alright

      when i allow it to be
      it has no control over me
      i own my fear
      so it doesn t own me

      walking through the undergrowth, to the house in the woods
      the deeper i go, the darker it gets
      i peer through the window
      knock at the door
      and the monster i was
      so afraid of
      lies curled up on the floor
      is curled up on the floor just like a baby boy

      i cry until i laugh

    2. Growing Up

      folded in your fleshy purse
      i am floating once again
      while the muted sounds are pumping rhythm
      all the walls close in on me
      pressure s building wave on wave
      till the water breaks - and outside i go, oh

      one dot, that's on or off, defines what is and what is not, one dot
      two dot, a pair of eyes, a voice, a touch, complete surprise, two dot
      growing up, growing up,
      looking for a place to live
      growing up, growing up,
      gooking for a place to live
      growing up, growing up,
      looking for a place to live

      my ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown
      my ghost likes to travel so deep into your space

      three dot, a trinity, a way to map the universe,
      three dot
      four dot, is what will make a square, a bed to build on, it s all there,
      four dot

      my ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown
      my ghost likes to travel so deep into your space

      all the slow clouds pass us by
      make the Empire State look high
      as you take me in your sea-stained sweetness
      it spills, it tingles and it stings
      all the pleasure that it brings
      'til the door has let the outside inside here

      well on the floor there s a long wooden table
      on the table there s an open book
      on the page there s a detailed drawing
      and on the drawing is the name i took

      my ghost likes to travel so far in the unknown
      my ghost likes to travel so deep into your space

      growing up, growing up,
      looking for a place to live
      growing up, growing up,
      looking for a place to live
      growing up, growing up,
      looking for a place to live
      growing up, growing up,
      looking for a place to live

      my ghost likes to travel
      my ghost likes to travel
      moving inside of your space
      my ghost likes to travel
      my ghost likes to travel
      moving inside of your space
      my ghost likes to travel
      moving inside
      my ghost likes to travel
      moving Inside of your space
      my ghost likes to travel
      moving inside
      my ghost likes to travel
      moving inside of your space

      the breathing stops, i don t know when
      in transition once again
      such a struggle getting through these changes
      and it all seems so absurd
      to be flying like a bird
      when i do not feel i've really landed here.

    3. Sky Blue

      lost my time lost my place in
      sky blue
      those two blue eyes light your face in
      sky blue
      i know how to fly, i know how to drown in
      sky blue

      warm wind blowing over the earth
      sky blue
      i sing through the land, the land sings through me
      sky blue
      reaching into the deepest shade of
      sky blue

      sky blue so tired of all this travelling
      so many miles away from home
      i keep moving to be stable
      free to wander, free to roam

      train pulled out said my goodbyes
      sky blue
      back on the road alone with the sky
      sky blue
      there s a presence here no one denies
      sky blue

      sky blue so tired of all this travelling
      so many miles away from home
      i keep moving to be stable
      free to wander, free to roam

      i can hear the same voice calling
      crying out, from my heart
      and that cry, what a cry
      what a cry, it s going to be
      if i can stop to let it out, oh.

    4. No Way Out

      saw a group of people forming
      round a figure lying down
      and someone runs to make a phone call
      and the man kneels on the ground
      the man kneels on the ground
      the man kneels on the ground
      there's a tightening in my chest.
      i know that i m drawn in
      oh god let it not be - you

      don't leave us
      don't leave like this
      don't leave me here again
      i'm not quitting on you
      there's no one else
      you're not quitting on us
      no running out

      the colour in your shirt is darkening,
      against the paleness of your skin
      i remember how you held the goldfish
      swimming around in a plastic bag
      swimming around in a plastic bag
      you held it up so high
      in the bright lights of the fair
      it slipped and fell
      we looked everywhere

      don't leave us
      ( your eyes are bright, your blood is warm )
      don't leave like this
      ( your heart is strong, you re holding on )
      don't leave me here again
      ( i feel your pulse, i hold your hand )
      i'm not quitting on you
      there s no one else
      you're not quitting on us
      there s no way out
      no way out
      don't leave us
      don't leave like this
      don't leave me here again
      ( i feel your pulse, i hold your hand )
      i'm not quitting on you
      there s no one else
      you're not quitting on us
      no running away - no way out

    5. I Grieve

      it was only one hour ago
      it was all so different then
      nothing yet has really sunk in
      looks like it always did
      this flesh and bone
      its just the way that we are tied in
      but there s no-one home

      i grieve for you
      you leave me
      'so hard to move on
      still loving what s gone
      they say life carries on
      carries on and on and on

      the news that truly shocks is the empty empty page
      while the final rattle rocks its empty empty cage
      and i can t handle this

      i grieve for you
      you leave me

      let it out and move on
      missing what s gone
      they say life carries on
      they say life carries on and on and on

      life carries on
      in the people i meet
      in everyone that's out on the street
      in all the dogs and cats
      in the flies and rats
      in the rot and the rust
      in the ashes and the dust
      life carries on and on and on and on
      life carries on and on and on

      its just the car that we ride in
      the home we reside in
      the face that we hide in
      the way we are tied in
      life carries on and on and on and on
      life carries on and on and on

      did i dream this belief?
      or did i believe this dream?
      now i will find relief
      i grieve

    6. The Barry Williams Show

      let s go

      one man at the window
      one girl at the bar
      saw that look of recognition
      when they know just who you are
      i seen you on the tv
      i seen you on that show
      where you make the people crazy
      and then you let them go

      before the show we calm them
      we sympathise, we care
      and the hostile folk we keep apart
      'til the red light says 'on air
      did you see our leather lovers
      all tied up to the chair
      did you catch those child molesters
      no one else goes there

      what a show, the barry williams show
      what a show,
      dysfunctional excess
      is all it took for my success
      the greater pain that they endure
      the more you know the show has scored
      its showtime


      got the reputation of a surgeon
      cos they cannot feel the cut
      it looks so very simple
      but it really is an art
      they call our studio 'the hospital'
      making money from the sick
      we let people be themselves
      there is no other trick

      'my lover stole my girlfriend'
      'i keep beating up my ex'
      'i want to kill my neighbour'
      'my daughter's selling sex'

      'my s/m lover hurt me'
      'my girl became a man'
      'i love my daughter's rapist'
      'my life's gone down the pan'

      what a show, the barry williams show
      the barry williams show
      dysfunctional excess
      is all it took for my success
      and when the punches start to fly
      the ratings always read so high
      its showtime

      that girl has got no scruples
      not a wrinkle on her face
      you would not believe the plot she concieved
      so they'd let her take my place
      well, no man is an island
      no man is a sea
      but this display of emotion
      is all but drowning me

      what a show, oh what a show
      on my show, the barry williams show
      it s my show
      what a show
      dysfunctional excess
      is all it took for my success

      the best tv you ve ever seen
      where people say the things they really mean
      I hear my name, i hear them roar
      for the one more time i take the floor
      just one more barry williams show
      we re gonna take you where you want to go it s showtime

      come on down
      come on down

    7. My Head Sounds Like That

      the metal jangles as the key turns
      unlock the door, wipe my feet clean
      oh my head sounds like that

      the oil is spitting in the saucepan
      i squeeze the sponge and let the cat out
      oh my head sounds like that
      oh my head
      oh oh oh
      oh oh oh

      the water s dripping in the hallway
      the guy next door, he knocks his wall down
      oh my head sounds like that

      the knife it scrapes across the burnt brown toast
      the freight train rumbles past my window
      oh my head sounds like that
      oh my head
      oh oh oh
      oh oh oh
      oh oh oh

      around the axis we all spin
      to determine what's left out and what's left in
      what's left out and what's left in
      what's left out and what's left in
      who's left out and who's left in
      who's left in

      the moments come and go like water
      i try to hold them but they re fading
      oh my head sounds like that
      oh my head
      oh oh oh

    8. More Than This

      i woke up and the world outside was dark
      all so quiet before the dawn
      opened up the door and walked outside
      the ground was cold

      i walked until i couldn t walk any more
      to a place i d never been
      there was something stirring in the air
      in front of me, i could see

      more than this
      more than this
      so much more than this
      there is something else there
      when all that you had has all gone
      and more than this
      i stand
      feeling so connected
      and i m all there
      right next to you

      it started when i saw the ship go down
      i saw them struggle in the sea
      and suddenly the picture disappears
      in front of me

      now we re busy making all our busy plans
      on foundations built to last
      but nothing fades as fast as the future
      and nothing clings like the past, until we can see

      more than this
      more than this
      so much more than this
      there is something out there
      more than this
      it s coming through
      and more than this
      i stand alone and so connected
      and i m all there
      right next to you

      oh then it s alright
      when with every day another bit falls away
      oh bus its still alright, alright, alright
      and like words together we can make some sense

      much more than this
      way beyond imagination
      much more than this
      beyond the stars
      with my head so full
      so full of fractured pictures
      and i'm all there
      right next to you
      so much more than this
      there is something else there
      when all that you had has all gone
      and more than this
      i'm alone
      feeling so connected
      and i'm all there right next to you

      more than this
      more than this
      more than this
      more than this

    9. Signal To Noise

      you know the way that things go
      when what you fight for starts to fall
      and in that fuzzy picture
      he writing stands out on the wall
      so clearly on the wall

      nusrat qwalli section

      send out the signals deep and loud

      and in this place, can you reassure me
      with a touch, a smile - while the cradle s burning
      all the while the world is turning to noise
      oh the more that it s surrounding us
      the more that it destroys
      turn up the signal
      wipe out the noise

      nusrat qwalli section

      send out the signal deep and loud

      man i'm losing sound and sight
      of all those who can tell me wrong from right
      when all things beautiful and bright
      sink in the night
      yet there s still something in my heart
      that can find a way
      to make a start
      to turn up the signal
      wipe out the noise

      wipe out the noise
      wipe out the noise
      you know that s it
      you know that s it
      you know that s it
      receive and transmit
      receive and transmit
      receive and transmit
      you know that s it
      you know that s it
      receive and transmit
      you know that s it
      you know that s it
      receive and transmit

    10. The Drop

      moving down the fuselage
      toward the open door
      catch you looking down outside
      to see what lies ahead

      one by one
      you watch them fall
      fall through cloud
      one by one
      you watch them fall
      no idea where they re going
      but down

      where they ve gone
      where they ve gone

      watching as the sun goes down
      i sit inside this plane
      notice how the city lights
      are like the nerves inside the brain

      one by one
      they re going out
      you watch them dim
      one by one
      you watch them fall
      and wonder where they re falling to