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Floydian Trip
PostPosted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 3:01 pm  Reply with quote



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Secret World



I stood in this sunsheltered place
'Til I could see the face behind the face
All that had gone before had left no trace

Down by the railway siding
In our secret world, we were colliding
All the places we were hiding love
What was it we were thinking of?

So I watch you wash your hair
Underwater, unaware
And the plane flies through the air
Did you think you didn't have to choose it
That I alone could win or lose it
In all the places we were hiding love
What was it we were thinking of?

In this house of make believe
Divided in two, like Adam and Eve
You put out and I recieve

[Chorus:]
Down by the railway siding
In our secret world, we were colliding
In all the places we were hiding love
What was it we were thinking of?

Oh the wheel is turning spinning round and round
And the house is crubling but the stairways stand

With no guilt and no shame, no sorrow or blame
Whatever it is, we are all the same

Making it up in our secret world [x3]
Shaking it up
Breaking it up
Making it up in our secret world

Seeing things that were not there
On a wing on a prayer
In this state of disrepair

[Chorus]

Shh, listen...
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Floydian Trip
PostPosted: Sat Nov 14, 2009 9:43 pm  Reply with quote



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What is it? 2 albums in 17 years?

As excited as I am about a new Gabriel album in January it's fucking covers with an orchestra and acoustic.

Scratch My Back

'"Heroes"' - David Bowie
"Street Spirit (Fade Out)" - Radiohead
"The Book Of Love" - Magnetic Fields
"Flume" - Bon Iver
"My Body Is A Cage" - Arcade Fire
"Listening Wind" - Talking Heads
"I Think It's Going to Rain Today" - Randy Newman
"Après Moi" - Regina Spektor or Eartha Kitt
"Waterloo Sunset" - The Kinks
"The Boy In The Bubble" - Paul Simon
"The Power Of The Heart" - Lou Reed
"Philadelphia" - Neil Young
"Mirrorball" - Elbow
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Floydian Trip
PostPosted: Mon Nov 16, 2009 2:10 pm  Reply with quote



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There is lambswool under my naked feet.
The wool is soft and warm,
Gives off some kind of heat.
A salamander scurries into flame to be destroyed.
Imaginary creatures are trapped in birth on celluloid.
The fleas cling to the golden fleece,
Hoping theyll find peace.
Each thought and gesture are caught in celluloid.
Theres no hiding in my memory.
Theres no room to void.

The crawlers cover the floor in the red ochre corridor.
For my second sight of people, theyve more lifeblood than before.
Theyre moving. Theyre moving in time to a heavy wooden door,
Where the needles eye is winking, closing in on the poor.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
Weve got to get in to get out
Weve got to get in to get out.

Theres only one direction in the faces that I see;
Its upward to the ceiling, where the chambers said to be.
Like the forest fight for sunlight, that takes root in every tree.
They are pulled up by the magnet, believing that theyre free.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
Weve got to get in to get out
Weve got to get in to get out.

Mild mannered supermen are held in kryptonite,
And the wise and foolish virgins giggle with their bodies glowing bright.
Through a door a harvest feast is lit by candlight;
Its the bottom of a staircase that spirals out of sight.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
Weve got to get in to get out
Weve got to get in to get out.

The porcelain mannikin with shattered skin fears attack.
The eager pack lift up their pitchers- the carry all they lack.
The liquid has congealed, which has seeped out through the crack,
And the tickler takes his stickleback.
The carpet crawlers heed their callers:
Weve got to get in to get out
Weve got to get in to get out.
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Floydian Trip
PostPosted: Fri Nov 20, 2009 2:30 pm  Reply with quote



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The time I like is the rush hour, cos I like the rush
The pushing of the people - I like it all so much
Such a mass of motion - do not know where it goes
I move with the movement and ... I have the touch

I'm waiting for ignition, I'm looking for a spark
Any chance collision and I light up in the dark
There you stand before me, all that fur and all that hair
Oh, do I dare ... I have the touch

Wanting contact
I'm wanting contact
I'm wanting contact with you
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Give me the thing I understand
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Shake those hands, shake those hands

Any social occasion, it's hello, how do you do
All those introductions, I never miss my cue
So before a question, so before a doubt
My hand moves out and ... I have the touch

Wanting contact
I'm wanting contact
I'm wanting contact with you
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Give me the thing I understand
Shake those hands, shake those hands

Pull my chin, stroke my hair, scratch my nose, hug my knees
Try drink, food, cigarette, tension will not ease
I tap my fingers, fold my arms, breathe in deep, cross my legs
Shrug my shoulders, stretch my back - but nothing seems
To please

I need contact
I need contact
Nothing seems to please
I need contact
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Floydian Trip
PostPosted: Fri Nov 20, 2009 2:36 pm  Reply with quote



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Looking down on empty streets, all she can see
Are the dreams all made solid
Are the dreams all made real

All of the buildings, all of those cars
Were once just a dream
In somebody's head

She pictures the broken glass, she pictures the steam
She pictures a soul
With no leak at the seam

Lets take the boat out
Wait until darkness
Let's take the boat out
Wait until darkness comes

Nowhere in the corridors of pale green and grey
Nowhere in the suburbs
In the cold light of day

There in the midst of it so alive and alone
Words support like bone

Dreaming of mercy st.
Wear your inside out
Dreaming of mercy
In your daddy('s arms again
Dreaming of mercy st.
'swear they moved that sign
Dreaming of mercy
In your daddy's arms

Pulling out the papers from the drawers that slide smooth
Tugging at the darkness, word upon word

Confessing all the secret things in the warm velvet box
To the priest-he's the doctor
He can handle the shocks

Dreaming of the tenderness-the tremble in the hips
Of kissing Mary's lips

Dreaming of mercy st.
Wear your insides out
Dreaming of mercy
In your daddy's arms again
Dreaming of mercy st.
'swear they moved that sign
Looking for mercy
In your daddy's arms

Mercy, mercy, looking for mercy
Mercy, mercy, looking for mercy

Anne, with her father is out in the boat
Riding the water
Riding the waves on the sea
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Floydian Trip
PostPosted: Fri Nov 20, 2009 2:48 pm  Reply with quote



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When the night shows
The signals grow on radios
All the strange things
They come and go, as early warnings
Stranded starfish have no place to hide
Still waiting for the swollen Easter tide
There's no point in direction we cannot
Even choose a side.

I took the old track
The hollow shoulder, across the waters
On the tall cliffs
They were getting older, sons and daughters
The jaded underworld was riding high
Waves of steel hurled metal at the sky
And as the nail sunk in the cloud, the rain
Was warm and soaked the crowd.

Lord, here comes the flood
We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood
If again the seas are silent
In any still alive
It'll be those who gave their island to survive
Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry.

When the flood calls
You have no home, you have no walls
In the thunder crash
You're a thousand minds, within a flash
Don't be afraid to cry at what you see
The actors gone, there's only you and me
And if we break before the dawn, they'll
Use up what we used to be.

Lord, here comes the flood
We'll say goodbye to flesh and blood
If again the seas are silent
In any still alive
It'll be those who gave their island to survive
Drink up, dreamers, you're running dry.
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Floydian Trip
PostPosted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 5:40 pm  Reply with quote



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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
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 will scored
It's 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
It's showtime

'that girl has got no scruples'
Not a wrinkle on her face
You would not believe the plot she conceived
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 that 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
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MethRattle
PostPosted: Thu Dec 10, 2009 7:20 pm  Reply with quote



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"Games Without Frontiers" and "Big Time" are two of my favorite songs by anybody. That dissonant guitar-drone in the background of "Games Without Frontiers" never fails to make me anxious for no reason, and the goofy sound of "Big Time" just fits the lyrics and subject matter perfectly.
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Floydian Trip
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He hasn't made anything I don't like but 'Big Time' is probably my least favorite because of the popiness of it but I know that's the point. I won't turn it off.
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Floydian Trip
PostPosted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 12:44 am  Reply with quote



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Almost all of Gabriel's songs are my favorite Gabriel song but I love the emotion in 'Don't Give Up' and 'In Your Eyes' which both move me everytime I listen to them. Listening to them both right now actually.
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MethRattle
PostPosted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 3:53 am  Reply with quote



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Floydian Trip wrote:
Almost all of Gabriel's songs are my favorite Gabriel song but I love the emotion in 'Don't Give Up' and 'In Your Eyes' which both move me everytime I listen to them. Listening to them both right now actually.


Kate Bush makes that song. It would be a great song with just Gabriel, but the contrast of her voice pushes it into the stratosphere.
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Floydian Trip
PostPosted: Fri Dec 11, 2009 2:08 pm  Reply with quote



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MethRattle wrote:
Floydian Trip wrote:
Almost all of Gabriel's songs are my favorite Gabriel song but I love the emotion in 'Don't Give Up' and 'In Your Eyes' which both move me everytime I listen to them. Listening to them both right now actually.


Kate Bush makes that song. It would be a great song with just Gabriel, but the contrast of her voice pushes it into the stratosphere.


Agreed. When he does that song live with women other than Kate it just doesn't sound right.
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Floydian Trip
PostPosted: Mon Dec 14, 2009 3:03 pm  Reply with quote



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You know what was absolutely brilliant? Hearing Gabriel's albums on SACD in 5.1. Holy Hell did they sound fucking amazing.
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Floydian Trip
PostPosted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 2:15 pm  Reply with quote



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I saw the man at J.F.K.
He took your ticket yesterday
In the humdrum

I ride tandem with a random
Things don't run the way I planned them
In the humdrum

Hey Valentina, do you want me to beg?
You got me cooking I'm a hard boiled egg
In the humdrum

Empty my mind - I find it hard to cope
Listen to my heart - don't need no stethoscope

(It) Seem' to me that television
She come to cut me a deep incision
In the humdrum

Empty my mind - I find it hard to cope
Listen to my heart - don't need no stethoscope

Out of woman come the man
Spend the rest of his life gettin back where he can
As a bow, so a dove
As below, so above
From the black hole
Come the tadpole
With the dark soul
In coal she burn, she burn

As I drove into the sun
Didn't dare look where I had begun
Lost among echoes of things not there
Watching the sound forming shapes in the air
From the white star
Came the bright scar
Our amobea
My little liebe schoen
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Floydian Trip
PostPosted: Wed Dec 16, 2009 3:02 pm  Reply with quote



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Built in the belly of junk by the river, my cabin stands;
Made from the trash I dug off the heap with my own bare hands.
Every night I'm back at the shack, I'm sure no one is there,
I'm putting the aerial up, so I can go out on the air...

On the air
On the air
On the air

Every morning I'm out at dawn with the dwarfs and tramps
For a silent communion lit from above by the sodium lamps.
Everyone I meet on the street acts as if I wasn't there,
But they're all going to know who I am, 'cos I can go out on the air.

[Chorus] (On the air...)

Leaving the car down the leafy lane,
Turning out Tarzan for my Jungle Jane.
Anyone at all, from Captain Zero
And his band of superheroes standing by on call.
Oh it's not easy,
No it's not easy making real friends...

Don't give me your steak-reared milkboys, milkboys,
Half alive on empty white noise, white noise,
I've got power, I'm proud to be loud, my signal goes out clear,
I want everybody to know that Bozo is here!

[Chorus]
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