Steve HACKETT
Genesis Revisited
(1996)
1. Watcher Of The Skies 8'40 (Tony Banks / Phil Collins / Peter Gabriel / Steve Hackett / Mike Rutherford)
2. Dance On A Volcano 7'29
3. Valley Of The Kings 6'30 (Steve Hackett / Jerry Peal)
4. Deja Vu 5'53
5. Firth Of Fifth 9'40
6. For Absent Friends 3'02
7. Your Own Special Way 4'19
8. The Fountain Of Salmacis 9'53
9. Waiting Room Only 6'54
10. I Know What I Like 5'37
11. Los Endos 8'51
Total Time: 76:48
Mixed By Roger King
("Valley Of The Kings" Mixed By Billy Budis & Gerry O'Riardan
Engineers: Roger King, Ben Fenner
Additional Engineering: Jerry Peal & Gerry O'riordan
The ROYAL PHILHARMONIC ORCHESTRA Arranged & Conducted by Matt Dunkley
Cover Artwork 'Genesis Revisited' by Kim Poor © 1996
Design Lippa Pearce with special thanks to Harry Pearce
Additional Photography Paul Clark
Please keep painting the light
Very Special Thanks To Ted Poor for
encourangement and sharing the dream
Thanks To Masa Matsuzaki & Atsushi Naito
of INFINI COMMUNICATIONS, Tokyo
Recorded and Mixed in the basement additional recording at WESTSIDE, MATRIX, RG JONES & The FARM, Nashville
1. Watcher Of The Skies
His is a world alone no world is his own.
He whom life can no longer surprise,
Raising his eyes beholds a planet unknown.
Creatures shaped this planet's soil,
Now their reign has come to an end,
Has life again destroyed life,
Do they play elsewhere, do they know
more than their childhood games ?
Maybe the lizard's shed its tail,
This is the end of man's long union with
Earth.
Judge not this race by empty remains
Do you judge God by his creatures when
they are dead?
For now, the lizard's shed it's tail
This is the end of man's long union with
Earth.
From life alone to life as one,
Think not now your journey's done
For though your ship be sturdy
No mercy has the sea,
Will you survive on the ocean of being ?
Come ancient children hear what I say
This is my parting counsel for you on your way.
Sadly now your thoughts turn to the
stars
Where we have gone you know you
never can go.
Watcher of the skies watcher of all
This is your fate alone,
this fate is your own.
- I've always felt there was more to this
song than I could possibly include in
sleeve notes. I remember pushing the
band to acquire a Mellotron back in the
70's and, luckily, King Crimson had one
to spare at the time - the "Black Bitch"
I think they called it on account of it always
breaking down. But when it deigned to
sing - it was fantastic!
So we've combined the guts of an original
MK2 with the Royal Philharmonic thrown in
for good measure to recreate an idea based
on an instrument once described
as a "Musical Frankenstein"!
Any instrument that takes four men to lift
deserves its place in the Hall of Fame
and I believe it now resides permanently
in the world's first synthesiser museum,
recently inaugurated by Bob Moog himself.
- This song alone was a strong reason for re-approaching
the early material - from Phil's inventive
morse code rhythm to Tony's momentous introduction which
always sounded best in Italian Palasports-an
aircraft hangar type of rumble ideally
suited to spacecraft impersonation."
- With thanks to Martin Smith & John S Bradley of Mellotron Archives
2. Dance On A Volcano
Holy Mother of God
You've got to go faster than that to
get to the top.
Dirty old mountain all covered in
smoke
She can turn you to stone
So you better start doing it right
better start doing it right.
You're halfway up and you're
halfway down
And the pack on your back is turning
you around.
Throw it away, you won't need it up
there, and remember
You don't look back whatever you do.
Better start doing it right.
On your left and on your right
Crosses are green and crosses are
blue
Your friends didn't make it through.
Out of the night and out of the dark
Into the fire and into the fight
Well that's the way the heroes go,
Ho! Ho! Ho!
Through a crack in Mother Earth,
Blazing hot, the molten rock
Spills out over the land.
And the lava's the lover who licks
your boots away. Hey! Hey! Hey!
If you don't want to boil as well.
D-D-Do you want to dance with me.
You better start doing it right.
The music's playing, the notes are
right
Put your left foot first and move into
the light.
The edge of this hill is the edge of the
world
And if you're going to cross you
better start doing it right
better start doing it right.
You better start doing it right.
the dance begin.
- "... it's big, isn't it? And yes, the rhythm was in 7/8. Music and martial arts talk to each other - expect the unexpected! Watch out for Chester & Alphonso • wow!
3. Valley Of The Kings
- "A dream about the building of the Great Pyramids inspired this 'epic-style' soundtrack - not so much writing as total recall."
4. Deja Vu
I'm on my way, I'm stronger than before
The times I've been down
I've swept the ocean floor
Like a flower slow to open ¦
I do believe I've been this way before
It's every man's fantasy to win victory
The world at his feet with songs of glory
The man seems smaller the child stands
taller
Now I know that what you sow you reap
And every day at last must die in sleep
You want to know the story of my life
The only sin is not loving enough
I do believe I've been this way before
You want to know the future, the last act
in a play
A book that falls apart with a missing last
page
All the past's a frozen wasteland
You can't take back
the fruits you once enjoyed
But now I know I've been this way before (Gabriel/Hackett)
- A song that Pete originally started and rehearsed with the band around the time of "Selling England". A beautiful and mysterious melody which he kindly let me complete."
5. Firth Of Fifth
The path is clear though no eyes
can see
The course laid down long before.
And so with gods and men
The sheep remain inside their pen,
Though many times they've seen the
way to leave.
He rides majestic past homes of men
Who care not or gaze with joy,
To see reflected there
The trees, the sky, the lily fair,
The scene of death is lying just below.
The mountain cuts off the town from view
Like a cancer growth is removed by skill.
Let it be revealed.
A waterfall, his madrigal.
An inland sea, his symphony.
Undinal songs urge the sailors on
Till lured by sirens' cry.
Now as the river dissolves in sea,
So Neptune has claimed another soul.
And so with gods and men
The sheep remain inside their pen,
Until the Shepherd leads his flock away.
The sands of time were eroded by
The river of constant change.
- "One. of Tony's finest, in my humble opinion."
6. For Absent Friends
Sunday at six when they close both the gates
a widowed pair, still sitting there,
Wonder if they're late for church
and it's cold, so they fasten up their coats
and cross the grass, they're always last.
Passing by the padlocked swings,
the roundabout still turning,
ahead they see a small girl
on her way home with a pram. 1
Inside the archway,
the priest greets them with a courteous nod.
He's close to God.
Looking back at days of four instead of two
Years seem so few.
Heads bent in prayer for friends not there.
Leaving twopence on the plate,
they hurry down the path and through the gate
and wait to board the bus
that ambles down the street.
- "Originally found on Nursery Cryme, 'Absent Friends' is slowed to an old-time waltz tempo and given that special Blunstone treatment."
7. Your Own Special Way
Go far enough.and you will reach,
A place where the sea runs underneath.
We'll see our shadow, high in the sky,
Dying away in the night.
You, you have your own special way,
Of holding my hand keep it way 'bove
the water,
Don't ever let go - no, no.
You, you have your own special way,
Of turning the world so it's facing
the way that
I'm going, don't ever, Don't ever stop. |
What mean the dreams, night
after night.
The man in the moon's a blinding light.
Oh, won't you come here, wherever
you are,
You've followed me quite long enough.
- " One of Mike's most beautiful songs wonderfully sung by Paul Carrack and superbly reinterpreted by Aron Friedman."
8. The Fountain Of Salmacis
From a dense forest of tall dark
pinewood
Mount Ida rises like an island
Within a hidden cave nymphs had kept
a child
Hermaphroditus, son of God
As the dawn creeps up the sky
The hunter caught sight of a doe
In desire for conquest
He found himself within a glade he'd
not beheld before
Hermaphroditus:
- Where are you my father
- Give wisdom to your son"
Narrator:
- Then he could go no farther
- Now lost the boy was guided by the
- sun"
And as his strength began to fail
He saw a shimmering lake
A shadow in the dark green depths
Disturbed the strange tranquillity
Salmacis:
- The waters are disturbed
- Some creature has been stirred"
Narrator:
- The waters are disturbed
- the naiad queen Salmacis has been
- stirred"
As he rushed to quench his thirst
A fountain spring appeared before him And as his heated breath rushed
through the cool mist
A liquid voice called
- "Son of Gods, drink from my spring"
The water tasted strangely sweet
Behind him the voice called again
He turned and saw her in a cloak of
mist alone
And as he gazed her eyes were filled
with the darkness of the lake
Salmacis:
- "We shall be one
- We shall be joined as one"
Narrator:
- "She wanted them as one
- Yet he had no desire to be one"
Hermaphroditus:
- "Away from me cold-blooded woman
- Your thirst is not mine"
Salmacis:
- "Nothing will cause us to part
- Hear me 0 Gods"
Unearthly calm descended from the sky
And then their flesh and bones were
strangely merged
Forever to be joined as one
The creature crawled into the lake
A fading voice was heard
- "And I beg, yes I beg. that all who touch
- this spring
- May share my fate"
Salmacis:
- "We are the one
- We are the one"
Narrator:
- "The two are now made one
- Demigod and nymph are now made one"
Both had given everything they had
A lover's dream had been fulfilled at last
Forever still beneath the lake
- "Another personal favourite from the Nursery Cryme album. A mini opera given the wide screen treatment."
9. Waiting Room Only
- "The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway album had an atonal jam called The Waiting Room - we tried to recapture its spirit by similarly abandoning form here and creating a whole new piece in the process which we've titled Waiting Room Only. A series of atmospheres, some friendly, some hostile - don't attempt to play this at dinner parties ..."
10. I Know What I Like
It's one o'clock and time for lunch When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench I can always hear them talk.
There's always been Ethel:
"Jacob, wake up!
You've got to tidy your room now."
Then Mr. Lewis:
"Isn't it time that he was out on his own?"
Over the garden wall, two little
lovebirds - cuckoo to you!
Keep them mowing blades sharp ... I know what I like, and I like what I know Getting better in your wardrobe Stepping one beyond your show
Sunday night Mr. Farmer called,
said:
"Listen son, you're wasting time;
There's a future for you in the fire
escape trade,come up to town!"
But I remembered a voice from
the past;
"Gambling only pays when you're
winning."
-I had to thank old Miss Mort for
schooling a failure
Keep them mowing blades sharp ...
I know what I like, and I like what I know Getting better in your wardrobe Stepping one beyond your show I know what I like, and I like what I know Getting better in your wardrobe Stepping one beyond your show
When the sun beats down and I lie
on the bench
I can always hear them talk
Me, I'm just a lawnmower-you can
tell me by the way I walk.
===
"A spark of an idea originally rejected by the band which, ironically, turned out to be the first hit single. A weed-killer of a number firmly rooted in Victoriana. On a more sombre note, perhaps the eventual explanation for this entire retro journey was best given by Leo Tolstoy long before our American cousins invented the quaint term 'art rock'. "The purpose of art is to demonstrate that which in argument would appear incomprehensible." ( Private Eye-where are you when I need you? )"
11. Los Endos
- "Always reckoned to be GENESIS' answer to Santana. We've given more thought to the Latin pastiche flavour implied in the title, placing the track in a kind of South American/Prog area - moments are reminiscent of carnival atmospheres where amateurs and professionals perform side by side ( sometimes with hilarious results! )."
He whom life can no longer surprise,
Raising his eyes beholds a planet unknown.
Creatures shaped this planet's soil,
Now their reign has come to an end,
Has life again destroyed life,
Do they play elsewhere, do they know
more than their childhood games ?
Maybe the lizard's shed its tail,
This is the end of man's long union with
Earth.
Judge not this race by empty remains
Do you judge God by his creatures when
they are dead?
For now, the lizard's shed it's tail
This is the end of man's long union with
Earth.
From life alone to life as one,
Think not now your journey's done
For though your ship be sturdy
No mercy has the sea,
Will you survive on the ocean of being ?
Come ancient children hear what I say
This is my parting counsel for you on your way.
Sadly now your thoughts turn to the
stars
Where we have gone you know you
never can go.
Watcher of the skies watcher of all
This is your fate alone,
this fate is your own.
song than I could possibly include in
sleeve notes. I remember pushing the
band to acquire a Mellotron back in the
70's and, luckily, King Crimson had one
to spare at the time - the "Black Bitch"
I think they called it on account of it always
breaking down. But when it deigned to
sing - it was fantastic!
So we've combined the guts of an original
MK2 with the Royal Philharmonic thrown in
for good measure to recreate an idea based
on an instrument once described
as a "Musical Frankenstein"!
Any instrument that takes four men to lift
deserves its place in the Hall of Fame
and I believe it now resides permanently
in the world's first synthesiser museum,
recently inaugurated by Bob Moog himself.
the early material - from Phil's inventive
morse code rhythm to Tony's momentous introduction which
always sounded best in Italian Palasports-an
aircraft hangar type of rumble ideally
suited to spacecraft impersonation."
-
Holy Mother of God
- "... it's big, isn't it? And yes, the rhythm was in 7/8. Music and martial arts talk to each other - expect the unexpected! Watch out for Chester & Alphonso • wow!
You've got to go faster than that to
get to the top.
Dirty old mountain all covered in
smoke
She can turn you to stone
So you better start doing it right
better start doing it right.
You're halfway up and you're
halfway down
And the pack on your back is turning
you around.
Throw it away, you won't need it up
there, and remember
You don't look back whatever you do.
Better start doing it right.
On your left and on your right
Crosses are green and crosses are
blue
Your friends didn't make it through.
Out of the night and out of the dark
Into the fire and into the fight
Well that's the way the heroes go,
Ho! Ho! Ho!
Through a crack in Mother Earth,
Blazing hot, the molten rock
Spills out over the land.
And the lava's the lover who licks
your boots away. Hey! Hey! Hey!
If you don't want to boil as well.
D-D-Do you want to dance with me.
You better start doing it right.
The music's playing, the notes are
right
Put your left foot first and move into
the light.
The edge of this hill is the edge of the
world
And if you're going to cross you
better start doing it right
better start doing it right.
You better start doing it right.
the dance begin.
3. Valley Of The Kings
- "A dream about the building of the Great Pyramids inspired this 'epic-style' soundtrack - not so much writing as total recall."
4. Deja Vu
I'm on my way, I'm stronger than before
The times I've been down
I've swept the ocean floor
Like a flower slow to open ¦
I do believe I've been this way before
It's every man's fantasy to win victory
The world at his feet with songs of glory
The man seems smaller the child stands
taller
Now I know that what you sow you reap
And every day at last must die in sleep
You want to know the story of my life
The only sin is not loving enough
I do believe I've been this way before
You want to know the future, the last act
in a play
A book that falls apart with a missing last
page
All the past's a frozen wasteland
You can't take back
the fruits you once enjoyed
But now I know I've been this way before (Gabriel/Hackett)
- A song that Pete originally started and rehearsed with the band around the time of "Selling England". A beautiful and mysterious melody which he kindly let me complete."
5. Firth Of Fifth
The path is clear though no eyes
can see
The course laid down long before.
And so with gods and men
The sheep remain inside their pen,
Though many times they've seen the
way to leave.
He rides majestic past homes of men
Who care not or gaze with joy,
To see reflected there
The trees, the sky, the lily fair,
The scene of death is lying just below.
The mountain cuts off the town from view
Like a cancer growth is removed by skill.
Let it be revealed.
A waterfall, his madrigal.
An inland sea, his symphony.
Undinal songs urge the sailors on
Till lured by sirens' cry.
Now as the river dissolves in sea,
So Neptune has claimed another soul.
And so with gods and men
The sheep remain inside their pen,
Until the Shepherd leads his flock away.
The sands of time were eroded by
The river of constant change.
- "One. of Tony's finest, in my humble opinion."
6. For Absent Friends
Sunday at six when they close both the gates
a widowed pair, still sitting there,
Wonder if they're late for church
and it's cold, so they fasten up their coats
and cross the grass, they're always last.
Passing by the padlocked swings,
the roundabout still turning,
ahead they see a small girl
on her way home with a pram. 1
Inside the archway,
the priest greets them with a courteous nod.
He's close to God.
Looking back at days of four instead of two
Years seem so few.
Heads bent in prayer for friends not there.
Leaving twopence on the plate,
they hurry down the path and through the gate
and wait to board the bus
that ambles down the street.
- "Originally found on Nursery Cryme, 'Absent Friends' is slowed to an old-time waltz tempo and given that special Blunstone treatment."
7. Your Own Special Way
Go far enough.and you will reach,
A place where the sea runs underneath.
We'll see our shadow, high in the sky,
Dying away in the night.
You, you have your own special way,
Of holding my hand keep it way 'bove
the water,
Don't ever let go - no, no.
You, you have your own special way,
Of turning the world so it's facing
the way that
I'm going, don't ever, Don't ever stop. |
What mean the dreams, night
after night.
The man in the moon's a blinding light.
Oh, won't you come here, wherever
you are,
You've followed me quite long enough.
- " One of Mike's most beautiful songs wonderfully sung by Paul Carrack and superbly reinterpreted by Aron Friedman."
8. The Fountain Of Salmacis
From a dense forest of tall dark
pinewood
Mount Ida rises like an island
Within a hidden cave nymphs had kept
a child
Hermaphroditus, son of God
As the dawn creeps up the sky
The hunter caught sight of a doe
In desire for conquest
He found himself within a glade he'd
not beheld before
Hermaphroditus:
- Where are you my father
- Give wisdom to your son"
Narrator:
- Then he could go no farther
- Now lost the boy was guided by the
- sun"
And as his strength began to fail
He saw a shimmering lake
A shadow in the dark green depths
Disturbed the strange tranquillity
Salmacis:
- The waters are disturbed
- Some creature has been stirred"
Narrator:
- The waters are disturbed
- the naiad queen Salmacis has been
- stirred"
As he rushed to quench his thirst
A fountain spring appeared before him And as his heated breath rushed
through the cool mist
A liquid voice called
- "Son of Gods, drink from my spring"
The water tasted strangely sweet
Behind him the voice called again
He turned and saw her in a cloak of
mist alone
And as he gazed her eyes were filled
with the darkness of the lake
Salmacis:
- "We shall be one
- We shall be joined as one"
Narrator:
- "She wanted them as one
- Yet he had no desire to be one"
Hermaphroditus:
- "Away from me cold-blooded woman
- Your thirst is not mine"
Salmacis:
- "Nothing will cause us to part
- Hear me 0 Gods"
Unearthly calm descended from the sky
And then their flesh and bones were
strangely merged
Forever to be joined as one
The creature crawled into the lake
A fading voice was heard
- "And I beg, yes I beg. that all who touch
- this spring
- May share my fate"
Salmacis:
- "We are the one
- We are the one"
Narrator:
- "The two are now made one
- Demigod and nymph are now made one"
Both had given everything they had
A lover's dream had been fulfilled at last
Forever still beneath the lake
- "Another personal favourite from the Nursery Cryme album. A mini opera given the wide screen treatment."
9. Waiting Room Only
- "The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway album had an atonal jam called The Waiting Room - we tried to recapture its spirit by similarly abandoning form here and creating a whole new piece in the process which we've titled Waiting Room Only. A series of atmospheres, some friendly, some hostile - don't attempt to play this at dinner parties ..."
10. I Know What I Like
It's one o'clock and time for lunch When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench I can always hear them talk.
There's always been Ethel:
"Jacob, wake up!
You've got to tidy your room now."
Then Mr. Lewis:
"Isn't it time that he was out on his own?"
Over the garden wall, two little
lovebirds - cuckoo to you!
Keep them mowing blades sharp ... I know what I like, and I like what I know Getting better in your wardrobe Stepping one beyond your show
Sunday night Mr. Farmer called,
said:
"Listen son, you're wasting time;
There's a future for you in the fire
escape trade,come up to town!"
But I remembered a voice from
the past;
"Gambling only pays when you're
winning."
-I had to thank old Miss Mort for
schooling a failure
Keep them mowing blades sharp ...
I know what I like, and I like what I know Getting better in your wardrobe Stepping one beyond your show I know what I like, and I like what I know Getting better in your wardrobe Stepping one beyond your show
When the sun beats down and I lie
on the bench
I can always hear them talk
Me, I'm just a lawnmower-you can
tell me by the way I walk.
===
"A spark of an idea originally rejected by the band which, ironically, turned out to be the first hit single. A weed-killer of a number firmly rooted in Victoriana. On a more sombre note, perhaps the eventual explanation for this entire retro journey was best given by Leo Tolstoy long before our American cousins invented the quaint term 'art rock'. "The purpose of art is to demonstrate that which in argument would appear incomprehensible." ( Private Eye-where are you when I need you? )"
11. Los Endos
- "Always reckoned to be GENESIS' answer to Santana. We've given more thought to the Latin pastiche flavour implied in the title, placing the track in a kind of South American/Prog area - moments are reminiscent of carnival atmospheres where amateurs and professionals perform side by side ( sometimes with hilarious results! )."
-
I'm on my way, I'm stronger than before
- A song that Pete originally started and rehearsed with the band around the time of "Selling England". A beautiful and mysterious melody which he kindly let me complete."
The times I've been down
I've swept the ocean floor
Like a flower slow to open ¦
I do believe I've been this way before
It's every man's fantasy to win victory
The world at his feet with songs of glory
The man seems smaller the child stands
taller
Now I know that what you sow you reap
And every day at last must die in sleep
You want to know the story of my life
The only sin is not loving enough
I do believe I've been this way before
You want to know the future, the last act
in a play
A book that falls apart with a missing last
page
All the past's a frozen wasteland
You can't take back
the fruits you once enjoyed
But now I know I've been this way before (Gabriel/Hackett)
5. Firth Of Fifth
The path is clear though no eyes
can see
The course laid down long before.
And so with gods and men
The sheep remain inside their pen,
Though many times they've seen the
way to leave.
He rides majestic past homes of men
Who care not or gaze with joy,
To see reflected there
The trees, the sky, the lily fair,
The scene of death is lying just below.
The mountain cuts off the town from view
Like a cancer growth is removed by skill.
Let it be revealed.
A waterfall, his madrigal.
An inland sea, his symphony.
Undinal songs urge the sailors on
Till lured by sirens' cry.
Now as the river dissolves in sea,
So Neptune has claimed another soul.
And so with gods and men
The sheep remain inside their pen,
Until the Shepherd leads his flock away.
The sands of time were eroded by
The river of constant change.
- "One. of Tony's finest, in my humble opinion."
6. For Absent Friends
Sunday at six when they close both the gates
a widowed pair, still sitting there,
Wonder if they're late for church
and it's cold, so they fasten up their coats
and cross the grass, they're always last.
Passing by the padlocked swings,
the roundabout still turning,
ahead they see a small girl
on her way home with a pram. 1
Inside the archway,
the priest greets them with a courteous nod.
He's close to God.
Looking back at days of four instead of two
Years seem so few.
Heads bent in prayer for friends not there.
Leaving twopence on the plate,
they hurry down the path and through the gate
and wait to board the bus
that ambles down the street.
- "Originally found on Nursery Cryme, 'Absent Friends' is slowed to an old-time waltz tempo and given that special Blunstone treatment."
7. Your Own Special Way
Go far enough.and you will reach,
A place where the sea runs underneath.
We'll see our shadow, high in the sky,
Dying away in the night.
You, you have your own special way,
Of holding my hand keep it way 'bove
the water,
Don't ever let go - no, no.
You, you have your own special way,
Of turning the world so it's facing
the way that
I'm going, don't ever, Don't ever stop. |
What mean the dreams, night
after night.
The man in the moon's a blinding light.
Oh, won't you come here, wherever
you are,
You've followed me quite long enough.
- " One of Mike's most beautiful songs wonderfully sung by Paul Carrack and superbly reinterpreted by Aron Friedman."
8. The Fountain Of Salmacis
From a dense forest of tall dark
pinewood
Mount Ida rises like an island
Within a hidden cave nymphs had kept
a child
Hermaphroditus, son of God
As the dawn creeps up the sky
The hunter caught sight of a doe
In desire for conquest
He found himself within a glade he'd
not beheld before
Hermaphroditus:
- Where are you my father
- Give wisdom to your son"
Narrator:
- Then he could go no farther
- Now lost the boy was guided by the
- sun"
And as his strength began to fail
He saw a shimmering lake
A shadow in the dark green depths
Disturbed the strange tranquillity
Salmacis:
- The waters are disturbed
- Some creature has been stirred"
Narrator:
- The waters are disturbed
- the naiad queen Salmacis has been
- stirred"
As he rushed to quench his thirst
A fountain spring appeared before him And as his heated breath rushed
through the cool mist
A liquid voice called
- "Son of Gods, drink from my spring"
The water tasted strangely sweet
Behind him the voice called again
He turned and saw her in a cloak of
mist alone
And as he gazed her eyes were filled
with the darkness of the lake
Salmacis:
- "We shall be one
- We shall be joined as one"
Narrator:
- "She wanted them as one
- Yet he had no desire to be one"
Hermaphroditus:
- "Away from me cold-blooded woman
- Your thirst is not mine"
Salmacis:
- "Nothing will cause us to part
- Hear me 0 Gods"
Unearthly calm descended from the sky
And then their flesh and bones were
strangely merged
Forever to be joined as one
The creature crawled into the lake
A fading voice was heard
- "And I beg, yes I beg. that all who touch
- this spring
- May share my fate"
Salmacis:
- "We are the one
- We are the one"
Narrator:
- "The two are now made one
- Demigod and nymph are now made one"
Both had given everything they had
A lover's dream had been fulfilled at last
Forever still beneath the lake
- "Another personal favourite from the Nursery Cryme album. A mini opera given the wide screen treatment."
9. Waiting Room Only
- "The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway album had an atonal jam called The Waiting Room - we tried to recapture its spirit by similarly abandoning form here and creating a whole new piece in the process which we've titled Waiting Room Only. A series of atmospheres, some friendly, some hostile - don't attempt to play this at dinner parties ..."
10. I Know What I Like
It's one o'clock and time for lunch When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench I can always hear them talk.
There's always been Ethel:
"Jacob, wake up!
You've got to tidy your room now."
Then Mr. Lewis:
"Isn't it time that he was out on his own?"
Over the garden wall, two little
lovebirds - cuckoo to you!
Keep them mowing blades sharp ... I know what I like, and I like what I know Getting better in your wardrobe Stepping one beyond your show
Sunday night Mr. Farmer called,
said:
"Listen son, you're wasting time;
There's a future for you in the fire
escape trade,come up to town!"
But I remembered a voice from
the past;
"Gambling only pays when you're
winning."
-I had to thank old Miss Mort for
schooling a failure
Keep them mowing blades sharp ...
I know what I like, and I like what I know Getting better in your wardrobe Stepping one beyond your show I know what I like, and I like what I know Getting better in your wardrobe Stepping one beyond your show
When the sun beats down and I lie
on the bench
I can always hear them talk
Me, I'm just a lawnmower-you can
tell me by the way I walk.
===
"A spark of an idea originally rejected by the band which, ironically, turned out to be the first hit single. A weed-killer of a number firmly rooted in Victoriana. On a more sombre note, perhaps the eventual explanation for this entire retro journey was best given by Leo Tolstoy long before our American cousins invented the quaint term 'art rock'. "The purpose of art is to demonstrate that which in argument would appear incomprehensible." ( Private Eye-where are you when I need you? )"
11. Los Endos
- "Always reckoned to be GENESIS' answer to Santana. We've given more thought to the Latin pastiche flavour implied in the title, placing the track in a kind of South American/Prog area - moments are reminiscent of carnival atmospheres where amateurs and professionals perform side by side ( sometimes with hilarious results! )."
can see
The course laid down long before.
And so with gods and men
The sheep remain inside their pen,
Though many times they've seen the
way to leave.
He rides majestic past homes of men
Who care not or gaze with joy,
To see reflected there
The trees, the sky, the lily fair,
The scene of death is lying just below.
The mountain cuts off the town from view
Like a cancer growth is removed by skill.
Let it be revealed.
A waterfall, his madrigal.
An inland sea, his symphony.
Undinal songs urge the sailors on
Till lured by sirens' cry.
Now as the river dissolves in sea,
So Neptune has claimed another soul.
And so with gods and men
The sheep remain inside their pen,
Until the Shepherd leads his flock away.
The sands of time were eroded by
The river of constant change.
-
Sunday at six when they close both the gates
- "Originally found on Nursery Cryme, 'Absent Friends' is slowed to an old-time waltz tempo and given that special Blunstone treatment."
a widowed pair, still sitting there,
Wonder if they're late for church
and it's cold, so they fasten up their coats
and cross the grass, they're always last.
Passing by the padlocked swings,
the roundabout still turning,
ahead they see a small girl
on her way home with a pram. 1
Inside the archway,
the priest greets them with a courteous nod.
He's close to God.
Looking back at days of four instead of two
Years seem so few.
Heads bent in prayer for friends not there.
Leaving twopence on the plate,
they hurry down the path and through the gate
and wait to board the bus
that ambles down the street.
7. Your Own Special Way
Go far enough.and you will reach,
A place where the sea runs underneath.
We'll see our shadow, high in the sky,
Dying away in the night.
You, you have your own special way,
Of holding my hand keep it way 'bove
the water,
Don't ever let go - no, no.
You, you have your own special way,
Of turning the world so it's facing
the way that
I'm going, don't ever, Don't ever stop. |
What mean the dreams, night
after night.
The man in the moon's a blinding light.
Oh, won't you come here, wherever
you are,
You've followed me quite long enough.
- " One of Mike's most beautiful songs wonderfully sung by Paul Carrack and superbly reinterpreted by Aron Friedman."
8. The Fountain Of Salmacis
From a dense forest of tall dark
pinewood
Mount Ida rises like an island
Within a hidden cave nymphs had kept
a child
Hermaphroditus, son of God
As the dawn creeps up the sky
The hunter caught sight of a doe
In desire for conquest
He found himself within a glade he'd
not beheld before
Hermaphroditus:
- Where are you my father
- Give wisdom to your son"
Narrator:
- Then he could go no farther
- Now lost the boy was guided by the
- sun"
And as his strength began to fail
He saw a shimmering lake
A shadow in the dark green depths
Disturbed the strange tranquillity
Salmacis:
- The waters are disturbed
- Some creature has been stirred"
Narrator:
- The waters are disturbed
- the naiad queen Salmacis has been
- stirred"
As he rushed to quench his thirst
A fountain spring appeared before him And as his heated breath rushed
through the cool mist
A liquid voice called
- "Son of Gods, drink from my spring"
The water tasted strangely sweet
Behind him the voice called again
He turned and saw her in a cloak of
mist alone
And as he gazed her eyes were filled
with the darkness of the lake
Salmacis:
- "We shall be one
- We shall be joined as one"
Narrator:
- "She wanted them as one
- Yet he had no desire to be one"
Hermaphroditus:
- "Away from me cold-blooded woman
- Your thirst is not mine"
Salmacis:
- "Nothing will cause us to part
- Hear me 0 Gods"
Unearthly calm descended from the sky
And then their flesh and bones were
strangely merged
Forever to be joined as one
The creature crawled into the lake
A fading voice was heard
- "And I beg, yes I beg. that all who touch
- this spring
- May share my fate"
Salmacis:
- "We are the one
- We are the one"
Narrator:
- "The two are now made one
- Demigod and nymph are now made one"
Both had given everything they had
A lover's dream had been fulfilled at last
Forever still beneath the lake
- "Another personal favourite from the Nursery Cryme album. A mini opera given the wide screen treatment."
9. Waiting Room Only
- "The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway album had an atonal jam called The Waiting Room - we tried to recapture its spirit by similarly abandoning form here and creating a whole new piece in the process which we've titled Waiting Room Only. A series of atmospheres, some friendly, some hostile - don't attempt to play this at dinner parties ..."
10. I Know What I Like
It's one o'clock and time for lunch When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench I can always hear them talk.
There's always been Ethel:
"Jacob, wake up!
You've got to tidy your room now."
Then Mr. Lewis:
"Isn't it time that he was out on his own?"
Over the garden wall, two little
lovebirds - cuckoo to you!
Keep them mowing blades sharp ... I know what I like, and I like what I know Getting better in your wardrobe Stepping one beyond your show
Sunday night Mr. Farmer called,
said:
"Listen son, you're wasting time;
There's a future for you in the fire
escape trade,come up to town!"
But I remembered a voice from
the past;
"Gambling only pays when you're
winning."
-I had to thank old Miss Mort for
schooling a failure
Keep them mowing blades sharp ...
I know what I like, and I like what I know Getting better in your wardrobe Stepping one beyond your show I know what I like, and I like what I know Getting better in your wardrobe Stepping one beyond your show
When the sun beats down and I lie
on the bench
I can always hear them talk
Me, I'm just a lawnmower-you can
tell me by the way I walk.
===
"A spark of an idea originally rejected by the band which, ironically, turned out to be the first hit single. A weed-killer of a number firmly rooted in Victoriana. On a more sombre note, perhaps the eventual explanation for this entire retro journey was best given by Leo Tolstoy long before our American cousins invented the quaint term 'art rock'. "The purpose of art is to demonstrate that which in argument would appear incomprehensible." ( Private Eye-where are you when I need you? )"
11. Los Endos
- "Always reckoned to be GENESIS' answer to Santana. We've given more thought to the Latin pastiche flavour implied in the title, placing the track in a kind of South American/Prog area - moments are reminiscent of carnival atmospheres where amateurs and professionals perform side by side ( sometimes with hilarious results! )."
A place where the sea runs underneath.
We'll see our shadow, high in the sky,
Dying away in the night.
You, you have your own special way,
Of holding my hand keep it way 'bove
the water,
Don't ever let go - no, no.
You, you have your own special way,
Of turning the world so it's facing
the way that
I'm going, don't ever, Don't ever stop. |
What mean the dreams, night
after night.
The man in the moon's a blinding light.
Oh, won't you come here, wherever
you are,
You've followed me quite long enough.
-
From a dense forest of tall dark
- Where are you my father
- Give wisdom to your son"
Narrator:- Then he could go no farther
- Now lost the boy was guided by the
- sun"
And as his strength began to fail
He saw a shimmering lake
A shadow in the dark green depths
Disturbed the strange tranquillity
Salmacis:- The waters are disturbed
- Some creature has been stirred"
Narrator:- The waters are disturbed
- the naiad queen Salmacis has been
- stirred"
As he rushed to quench his thirst
A fountain spring appeared before him And as his heated breath rushed
through the cool mist
A liquid voice called- "Son of Gods, drink from my spring"
The water tasted strangely sweet
Behind him the voice called again
He turned and saw her in a cloak of
mist alone
And as he gazed her eyes were filled
with the darkness of the lake
Salmacis:- "We shall be one
- We shall be joined as one"
Narrator:- "She wanted them as one
- Yet he had no desire to be one"
Hermaphroditus:- "Away from me cold-blooded woman
- Your thirst is not mine"
Salmacis:- "Nothing will cause us to part
- Hear me 0 Gods"
Unearthly calm descended from the sky
And then their flesh and bones were
strangely merged
Forever to be joined as one
The creature crawled into the lake
A fading voice was heard- "And I beg, yes I beg. that all who touch
- this spring
- May share my fate"
Salmacis:- "We are the one
- We are the one"
Narrator:- "The two are now made one
- Demigod and nymph are now made one"
Both had given everything they had
A lover's dream had been fulfilled at last
Forever still beneath the lake- "Another personal favourite from the Nursery Cryme album. A mini opera given the wide screen treatment."
- Give wisdom to your son"
pinewood
Mount Ida rises like an island
Within a hidden cave nymphs had kept
a child
Hermaphroditus, son of God
As the dawn creeps up the sky
The hunter caught sight of a doe
In desire for conquest
He found himself within a glade he'd
not beheld before
Hermaphroditus:
9. Waiting Room Only
- "The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway album had an atonal jam called The Waiting Room - we tried to recapture its spirit by similarly abandoning form here and creating a whole new piece in the process which we've titled Waiting Room Only. A series of atmospheres, some friendly, some hostile - don't attempt to play this at dinner parties ..."
10. I Know What I Like
It's one o'clock and time for lunch When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench I can always hear them talk.
There's always been Ethel:
"Jacob, wake up!
You've got to tidy your room now."
Then Mr. Lewis:
"Isn't it time that he was out on his own?"
Over the garden wall, two little
lovebirds - cuckoo to you!
Keep them mowing blades sharp ... I know what I like, and I like what I know Getting better in your wardrobe Stepping one beyond your show
Sunday night Mr. Farmer called,
said:
"Listen son, you're wasting time;
There's a future for you in the fire
escape trade,come up to town!"
But I remembered a voice from
the past;
"Gambling only pays when you're
winning."
-I had to thank old Miss Mort for
schooling a failure
Keep them mowing blades sharp ...
I know what I like, and I like what I know Getting better in your wardrobe Stepping one beyond your show I know what I like, and I like what I know Getting better in your wardrobe Stepping one beyond your show
When the sun beats down and I lie
on the bench
I can always hear them talk
Me, I'm just a lawnmower-you can
tell me by the way I walk.
===
"A spark of an idea originally rejected by the band which, ironically, turned out to be the first hit single. A weed-killer of a number firmly rooted in Victoriana. On a more sombre note, perhaps the eventual explanation for this entire retro journey was best given by Leo Tolstoy long before our American cousins invented the quaint term 'art rock'. "The purpose of art is to demonstrate that which in argument would appear incomprehensible." ( Private Eye-where are you when I need you? )"
11. Los Endos
- "Always reckoned to be GENESIS' answer to Santana. We've given more thought to the Latin pastiche flavour implied in the title, placing the track in a kind of South American/Prog area - moments are reminiscent of carnival atmospheres where amateurs and professionals perform side by side ( sometimes with hilarious results! )."
-
It's one o'clock and time for lunch When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench I can always hear them talk.
There's always been Ethel:
"Jacob, wake up!
You've got to tidy your room now."
Then Mr. Lewis:
"Isn't it time that he was out on his own?"
Over the garden wall, two little
lovebirds - cuckoo to you!
Keep them mowing blades sharp ... I know what I like, and I like what I know Getting better in your wardrobe Stepping one beyond your show
Sunday night Mr. Farmer called,
said:
"Listen son, you're wasting time;
There's a future for you in the fire
escape trade,come up to town!"
But I remembered a voice from
the past;
"Gambling only pays when you're
winning."
-I had to thank old Miss Mort for
schooling a failure
Keep them mowing blades sharp ...
I know what I like, and I like what I know Getting better in your wardrobe Stepping one beyond your show I know what I like, and I like what I know Getting better in your wardrobe Stepping one beyond your show
When the sun beats down and I lie
on the bench
I can always hear them talk
Me, I'm just a lawnmower-you can
tell me by the way I walk. === "A spark of an idea originally rejected by the band which, ironically, turned out to be the first hit single. A weed-killer of a number firmly rooted in Victoriana. On a more sombre note, perhaps the eventual explanation for this entire retro journey was best given by Leo Tolstoy long before our American cousins invented the quaint term 'art rock'. "The purpose of art is to demonstrate that which in argument would appear incomprehensible." ( Private Eye-where are you when I need you? )"