Feedback 86

octopus92

3/5

« Enregistré en 1986 après l’aventure du super-groupe GTR avec Steve Howe, cet album est resté 15 ans dans les tiroirs avant d’être publié par Camino, le label de Steve.

Malgré la présence d’invités prestigieux (Brian May de Queen, Bonnie Tyler, Chris Thompson de Manfred Mann), il souffre du syndrome de cette époque pour Steve : une hésitation douteuse entre une musique calibrée pour la radio et des morceaux plus courageux et inventifs.

Les deux titres bonus également présents sur la réédition de « Till we have faces » démontrent toute l’ambiguïté liée à cet album. »

Tracklist

Give me a sign if you know about the future
Tell me the reason why you look oh so sad
Somewhere in time another premonition
Or is it a memory of what happened in the past

Cassandra, when we cry
Cassandra, the legend dies
Cassandra, stay the night
Cassandra, till sunrise

Open the door if you can brave the danger
Haven’t you seen by now what lies ahead
Nobody listens till it’s too late to change it
Was in suspicion no matter what you said

Cassandra, when you cry
Cassandra, the legend dies
Cassandra, stay the night
Cassandra, till sunrise
Cassandra when you cry
Cassandra, till sunrise

Every day a little harder
Look out boy, you’re on your own!
Every day a little softer
You don’t seem to be on your toes
It’s just a job, swing with the punches
Pick up your hands, sting like a bee.

Prizefighters heading for home
Prizefighters everyone knows.

Every day a little slower
It’s just the sweat in my eyes
You don’t look the way you used to.
Don’t drink that water though it tastes nice.
On the ropes and in a corner.
You’ve just got to give me one more try

Prizefighters heading for home
Prizefighters everyone knows

Who made the money?
I didn’t spend it!
The dice were loaded once or twice

Prizefighters, heading for home
Prizefighters, everyone knows

Would the lady care to dance?
Oh yes, I’d love to ….

Got to reach Atlantic City,
I’m a winner every day
Blackjack holds no attraction
There’s just one game I play
Get a grip on a handle of steel
Pull slowly and watch the wheels

When you play with a slot machine
When you play with a slot machine

It’s too tough, choke back the anger
A black fever takes a hold on me
I play rough, don’t feel the danger
Won’t give barely nothing for free
I know the number I’m dreaming of
It’s just a symbol; a matter of love

When you play with a slot machine
Don’t you know you’re playing with my heart?
When you play with a slot machine
You know you’re going to tear it apart

Stay cool, hold yourself together
Keep praying that your luck’s gonna turn
Don’t be a fool! Don’t stay forever
You know you’re going to get burned!

When you play with a slot machine
When you play with a slot machine

When you play with a slot machine
Don’t you know you’re playing with my heart?
When you play with a slot machine

When you play with a slot machine
When you play with a slot machine

Drat! I’ve torn my dress!
Oh really, look!

Football Saturday
And our team has won
Looking for a fight
Now the game has just begun

All around our favoured nation
Some beat to a different drum
Carry knives and carry grudges
Drawing blood just for fun

If you stare at me
You will pay the price
Like the master race
We believe that might is right

It’s war from the way I see it
Starting with the place you’re born
Somewhere there’s a light in the distance
Run for cover and keep me warm

Someday soon I’ll taste sweet freedom
With a woman like you
I know that I can change

From gaol it’s a hard climb upwards
There were others worse than me
I dreamt that a angel told me
Only love can you free

Someday soon I’ll taste sweet freedom
With a woman like you
I know that I can change

Fascinating, Captain…

When I come in from the cold
I need somebody to hold
Sometimes it’s the price you pay
Feels so good I can’t stay.

Don’t fall in love with me
I’ll hurt you, can’t you see?
Don’t fall in love with me
It was never meant to be

Better stop wearing that frown
When Johnny comes marching in to town
You can squeeze the trigger on my gun
Get ready, start to run

Don’t fall in love with me
I’ll hurt you can’t you see?
Don’t fall in love with me
It was never meant to be

Nobody knows what tomorrow may bring
Or how far we may be blown by the wind
Over the fields and far from home
There are those who’ll try to rob of what you know

One thing that’s clear
One thing I know
Oh how I love you
Oh how I love you

Don’t sail away to a distant shore
Searching for something found inside your front door

One thing you’ll see
One thing you’ll know
Oh how I love you
Oh how I love you

You used to say that I’m so happy with you
Well nothing’s changed its just the things we do
All those cloudy cloudy days
When the skies are turned to grey

Something you know
Something for sure
Oh how I love you
Oh how I love you

Oh how I love you

(instrumental)

You know it’s so hard
To be up before dawn
A few seconds’ breath
A last cigarette
Execution fever
In a war torn land
Maybe it’s the will of the Lord
Or the mind of man

There’s been heavy fighting
In the Gulf of Iran
Pour away your whiskey
Or meet the kiss of the lash
Cover up your women
Like it says in the Koran
Maybe it’s the will of the Lord
Or the mind of man


Infos générales

Sorti en 2000

Steve Hackett : chant, guitares, harmonica
Chris Thompson : chant (1, 2, 3, 5, 6)
Brian May : guitare (1, 3), chant (3)
Pete Trewavas : basse (1)
Ian Mosley : batterie (1)
Nick Magnus : claviers (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 8), batterie virtuelle (2, 3, 4, 5, 8), piano (6)
Bonnie Tyler : chant (2)
Terry Pack : basse (2)
Le Phil Henderson Orchestra arrangé par Phil Henderson (2)

Produit par Steve Hackett, sauf (3) par Steve Hackett et Brian May