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Tuesday, 09 October 2012

Magician Among The Spirits

This album was released twice, the second time under slightly different name ("Magician Among the Spirits and Then Some) and with different tracks.  Songs from the "Comedown" EP were added, and Ritz and an instrumental (Grandiose?) were removed.

White Star Line and Gypsy Stomp were sold directly to fans, but recorded during the MATS sessions.

Welcome

 

Camus and Tony Curtis and Donna Stone
Harry Houdini and Al Capone
Scipio Africanus and Leon Redbone
And Harold Flowers

Tree Sri Govinda and Snow White
Edgar Cayce and Shere Hite
Francis Drake who also was a knight
And Stephanie Powers

We welcome you

Ponce de Leon and Roger Moore
Richard Egan and Joan Crawford
Henry the 7th and Bernard Shaw
And Gavin MacKillop

Walter de la Mare and Nick Ward
Johnny Thunders and Betty Ford
Lord Jim and Jack Lord
And Prince Philip

We welcome you

Brian Wilson and William Tell
We welcome you
Harry Belafonte and Alexander Bell
We welcome you
Archangel Gabriel and Richard Hell
We welcome
And Tom Miller

You're like a star to me
You see everything
Astronomy
A part of me

Madame Blavatsky and Madame Lash
(We welcome you)
Johnny Halliday and Johnny Cash
(We welcome you)
D. T. Reuter, Ogden Nash
(We welcome)
Magilla Gorilla

Trevor Johnstone and Tiny Tim
(We welcome you)
Milli Vanilli and Root Boy Slim
(We welcome you)
Tony Hancock and Andy Kim
(We welcome)
And Wendy Fuller

Ida Lupino and Joyce Bell
(We welcome you)
Melvyn Basten and Mack Sennet
(We welcome you)
Lucy Jordan and Jeff Kennett
(We welcome)
And Alan Muller

See the names list for more about each person mentioned. The links included are probably stale, having been written many years ago in a pre-wikipedia Internet.

 

 

 

Comedown

Thanks to Paul Crick for original lyrics transcription

You should decide what you want to believe in
How can I describe what I'm receiving
It's like the marquee says, "One Night At The Stage"
You want to live forever but you don't want to age

I just can't help wondering
It's such a waste of time

The life-buoy in the life-boat he was a sailor
You could not describe him, oh the words would just fail you
And Justine's laced up tight in her shoes
You're gonna get it whatever you choose

I just can't help wondering
It's such a waste of time

That's the blues man
That's the big town
That's the rebound
That's the comedown

As high as a mountain as fast as a first (?)
Lying beside a fountain dying of thirst
And the marquee says, "One Night At The Stage"
Wait 'til I let this soul out of it's cage

And I just can't help wondering
It's such a waste of time

That's the blues man
That's the big town
That's the rebound
That's the comedown

(Quiet section)
That's a weird trick (?)
That's a bad hit
That's the rebound
That's the comedown

 

Ritz

By Steve Harley / Cockney Rebel

Hark to Roualt's white insanity,
Clowns in drag concealing vanity,
This is hardly Paradise,
We're still in search of petty scorn.

Images so dead in mourning,
Clap and cheer the man performing,
This is hardly Paradise,
We're still in search of petty scorn.

Couch my disease in chintz-covered kisses,
Glazed calico cloth, my costume this is,
Come to Pablo Fanque's in indigo,
We'll show you pastel shades of rhyme.

Take a letter, Ophelia, write
"Sorry Desdemona" bright,
Peeking through the nimbus covers,
We see the twisted tale of Man.

Catch us in the cornfield hiding,
Me, Maryse and Moonbeams gliding,
Peeking through the nimbus covers,
We see the twisted tale of Man.

Careless, caress, curl up beside me,
Visit, sleep and smile, and drown me,
March together, slay like Nero,
We'll show you something you understand
(Originally this was "Now we have something you understand.")

Oh! the clown, his stare is eyeless,
Shall he make you laugh or cry, yes,
March together, slay like Nero,
We'll show you something you understand.

The other verses are from the Cockney Rebel original version. I've left them in for general interest. Also Steve and Marty performed the whole thing live at least once.

It is time to hide my body,
Shall we start to speak of Holly,
I don't wanna be that superhero,
'Til you have something we understand.

Heard they're moving Pisces into June,
Shall we put together a platoon,
I don't wanna be that superhero,
'Til you have something we understand.

Copyright Steve Harley 1974 Trigram/Rak publishing
Thanks to Craig Wood for supplying the above lyrics which were sent to him, he says, by the "only Steve Harley fan on the web".

 

Grandiose

Instrumental

 

Ladyboy

An open door, an extended hand,
What can I say, I understand
She talks like a bird yet she walks like a man
She'll be here tonight I understand

She hunts in a pack yet she ends up alone
She tells you its not alright darling, why'd you worship that stone ?

Chorus
Hold me closer ladyboy, there's a rope that's dragging you out of this world
It doesn't care if you're heavy girl
Hold me closer ladyboy, if you look you can see that it's just you and me
There's nothing left of our world

So you think it's a sin, I bet it's a miracle
You think that you're safe, I tell you you're critical

The merciless gods who sometimes pour down their scorn
They cannot die and also cannot be born

(Chorus)

An open door, an extended hand, what can I say - I understand
I understand, I understand, I understand

(Chorus)

(Guitar : Pow ! Zing ! :-)

 

It Could Be Anyone

(This could be WAY off !)
Within this city will come two young children identical sisters in mirrors of haze
Magnetic disturbance distorting the meters, unendurable silence sucked into the phase
The first of these daughters appears in the vacuum, the void that's created, an absence of light
Perpetually chanting the great Maha (?) mantra, she heralds the current that holds back the night

Anyone, could be anyone (repeat)

The second descends through electric attraction distributing(?) wings the nephilim use
When certain conditions fulfilled by the future, momentarily lucid, permanently fused
In the hills and mountains the hawks and the eagles hang on the breezes and glide on the clouds
They pull down a torrent that shorts out the circuit negating the fires and drowning the crowds

Anyone, could be anyone (repeat)

Without your succession (?) the message transmitted is subtly altered, it's no longer true
Bursting/Birthing (?) in temples (??) as it brings on the jungles breeds the conductors nobody knew (???!)
When north meets the south, when right meets the left, when parallel lines begin to converge
When transcending factors (transmit/translate ?), fake the arrangements, charge-positive sky, the monster submerged
And when this is over and when it is finished, the mission accomplished, the purpose complete
Back at the beginning Eden prevails, back at the start, back on the street

Anyone, could be anyone (repeat)

 

Further Adventures Of The Time Being

They built the pyramids, toiled with tons of stone
Irrigated deserts, built giant golden thrones
Built palaces in India and a dome on the moon
Illustrated ceilings, praised God with strange choirs
Fed the five thousand, built cities of spires

Felt the pull of science unravel in their minds
Charted celestial bodies and were punished for their finds
Conquered snow-peaked mountains, drove jungles to retreat
Were drowned in vicious rapids and were heralded for their feats

Fantasized in Babylon, built a home in space
Scaled the walls of China against all human odds
Won battles without hope and saw men turned into gods

Still they hide their faces well unbetrayed by Heaven or Hell
Only traces to be found although their history resounds
Disconnected they displayed all the discoveries they made
And now they wander round the earth beyond the realms of death or birth
If you look you'll see them there like clouds hanging in the air
And they said the earth was flat, sailed off the world into a vat
Turned the planets into toys then played marbles like small boys
Invented love, invented hate, hung them off the arms of fate
Hear them whisper hear them speak, seems they found what we still seek

 

Romany Caravan

Instrumental

 

Magician Among The Spirits

Far across the water, far across the sea, magician among the spirits, the next delivery
And the scene is set up, the boy who lost his mind, a sudden smell of ether as machines unwind

Universe of distant stars chilling in its failings
With planets spinning deep in space parading all its flavours
We sit and stare into the night and contemplate forever
Slip away into your dreams, conclude that we may never

Out and past the harbour where the sharks dream (stream ?) in the waves
Magician among the spirits is drowning in a cave
As Solomon's my witness, as Gabriel is my guard (god ?)
Garden of the lovely ones in the devil's back yard (?)

Hand of God sprinkle jewels inside the velvet ceiling
Filling up our unsure hearts with wonder, awe and feeling
All the eyes are staring down and glitter like small children
Their secrets kept, lost in thought, looking at what fueled them

Singing 'bout the old times, sepia and faded
Magician among the spirits the past has been invaded
Robert Houdini in the distance, we look up through the water
See the comet's silver trail, see the planets falter

Vast science, eternal night shrouded in dark mazes
Runes and tunes preconceived flowing through their phases
Your air or cover (??) wind is dead, consequences endless
Speed of light and empty time your borders to defenders (?)

(Marty's evil chuckle)

Walking in the wilderness with my pale sister
Magician among the spirits I said how much I miss her
Jackson on the slipstream, he's moving all around
Chasing tiny orphans, following the sounds, following the sounds

Fragile and delirious, cannot understand it
Magician among the spirits, Electra and Miranda
Passed you in a corridor you were drinking Grenadine
Drinking liquid happiness your tears could not be seen, tears could not be seen

Violent sun propels its rays to seek out beings breathing
Ancient craft that waltz the maze of metal shells beneath me
And dust that swirls, of reddened clouds, floats above the surface
Deserted landscape slips away, forgotten secret purpose

Thin film of moisture, condensing on the screen
Magician among the spirits are you with us, Christine ? Do you really remember the boy I used to be ?
With you every single night in February

All this ectoplasm believe in ghosts (?)
Magician among the spirits, Lord of hosts
Here we are tonight we're speaking to the light (?)
Magician among the spirits, make it alright (repeat.)

(Translated from Swedish by Thomas Norin)
"Magician!, magician!, my star!
From where on earth do you look out, into outer space!
I am in a forest heather!
You shall not find me again!
Farewell my daughters, I'll see you soon!"

 

Afterimage

Instrumental

Comedown E.P Lyrics

"MAN"

We press on and on
Funny how the future's always waiting for you
When the day has gone
We hide away

Shadows that stalk you
The wind that calls your name
Voices in the thunder
Don't understand what they're saying

We build monuments
To celebrate our glorious dead now
Iron and cement
Above their tombs

We cast out our nets
Drag up the struggling contents surely
We must not forget
That hunger looms

Shadows that stalk you
The wind that calls your name (shadows that stalk you)
Shadows that stalk you
Child cries and he learns
And doubt returns

In the Darkest hours
We restle with our ancestors
We resist their power
The power of being

In the coldest night
Huddled 'round the dying embers
Praying for the light
Might set us free

Fingers that soothe you
Shadows that stalk you (the jokes that make you sleep)
Intricate harness
Shadows that stalk you (the harvest that you reap)

Man stalls, he flies
Man falls and he rise

We press on and on
Funny how the future's always waiting for you
When the day has gone
We hide away

 

"WON'T LET YOU SLEEP"

Lying face down in the dust
Your body crippled with mistrust
I wonder if you'll ever rise
Too much of nothing wears you out
There's a lot of that about
I see it lingering in your eyes
If you change the arrow's course
Or feel the punch with all its force
Remember passion never dies

I'll see you there
Should you come through
Patience sits

Her face all blackened up with soot
Ragged clothes won't interupt
The precious gem that is your life
The lover spurned and then replaced
There's just forgiveness not disgrace
And I say "Passion never dies"

And we'll return
Our candles burn
Patience sits

I won't let you sleep when there's fear in your blood
I won't let you sleep when there's fear in your blood

And if you think that holding on
Is already far too long
Who's to be the judge of time?
It won't seep out through your toes
It only grows and grows and grows
'coz passion never ever dies

When you return
On your own terms
Patience sits

I won't let you sleep when there's fear in your blood
I won't let you sleep when there's fear in your blood
I won't let you sleep when there's fear in your blood
I won't let you sleep when there's fear in your blood
I won't let you sleep whwn there's fear in your blood

 

"SADS"

He never should have been in your home
You never should have left them alone
You should have recognised the ice in his eyes
And nothing would be bad enough
And no one would be glad enough
If he was thrown to the jackals and flies
Now there can be no compromise

But the Earth cannot recoil
If only the oceans would boil
If only the sky could cry black rain
If only it would never happen again
I want you to feel that baby's pain

Hate guides him, hate inside him
Hate multiplies and divides him
Suffer killing, suffocate
Suffer children, suffer hate

To never feel the daylight again
Or see the stars at night again
All the little things we take for granted
These deeds are the seeds that have been planted
Sudden Adult Death Syndrome
He never should have been in your home

Hate guides him, hate inside him
Hate multiplies and divides him
Suffer killing, suffocate
Suffer children, suffer hate

 

"WHY DON'T YOU LOVE ME"

Sometimes you're dressed in Castillian vogue
Other times you speak with a faux (false ?) Scottish brogue
Ruthless, relentless, pursuing your defenseless quarry
Now you say you've been following me through my lives and deaths
From the very first tears to the last failing breaths
You clean up the mess, you say "I must confess" you say "I'm sorry"

Some say they've seen you outside of my door
On dark, rainy nights when the light is so poor
Maybe they're mistaken, or maybe you're just faking evidence
They think you're a man with the body of a libertine
Skin that's so white, clean daylight has never seen
I wonder if you're punishment, or prison or just providence

You say "Why, why, why
Why, why, why
Why, why, why
Don't you love me?"

How you danced with the outlaws in the old, wild west
Carried a derringer under your vest
I know with a sneer you claim to have been Guinivere
But I am not Lancelot, I was never King Arthur
I say once again "I'm not the man that you're after"
That was a different man, he ain't been here

You say "Why, why, why
Why, why, why
Why, why, why
Don't you love me?"

You were there in Florence as I painted the ceiling
On that old river boat, saw the hands I was dealing
Were you there the night I discovered LSD?
You held my hand through the straights of Magellan
At the medicine shore, snake-oil you were selling
Wasn't that you? Wasn't that me?

You say "Why, why, why
Why, why, why
Why, why, why
Don't you love me?"

On the brink of the moon, at the foot of the Andes
The mouth of the river, as we washed in the Ganges
Pulled the arrow out my eye at Hastings
You washed my brow as I lay in a fever
You were the fulcrum, I was the lever
I'm not a believer, it's just all your time you are wasting

You're a prisoner in a tower, a damsel in distress
Love hold us in thrall, my eternal mistress
You've been wife, my lover, my sister, my mother, my maid
My partner, my consort, my bit on the side
My darling, my sweetheart, my hope and my pride
And all because of some stupid lyrics on "The Blurred Crusade"

You say "Why, why, why
Why, why, why
Why, why, why
Don't you love me?"

 

White Star Line / Gypsy Stomp

 

White Star Line

You wake up in the suffocating out-of-it (Arabic ?) darkness
Dragging the river of your very soul
You emerge from troubled dreams
With your head held very gently
Think like clotted blood in a golden bone

Who's promised you that ? Who's paying for it ? What's waiting out there ?

The soldiers in the village were sleeping in the sun
The White Star Line comes steaming in upon it's midnight run
You're standing in the mirror, that reflection is insane
My love is the peace which takes away the pain

All of you must fly out, out of this life of nightmares
Whose spirit breath surrounds you, in the blackened night
The horses are uneasy
The weapon is untried
You'll have to go on guessing 'til you reach the other side

Who's promised you that ?
Who's paying for it ?
What's waiting out there ?

The monkeys in the jungle are playing with a gun
The White Star Line comes steaming in upon it's midnight run
You're reaching for the lifebuoy which the night has neatly ??slain??
My love is the peace which takes away the pain

Up you go, you're drifting
Up you go, you're floating
Over Tunisia
Over Spain
Over Germany
Over Poland
Over Scandinavia
Back Again

Who's promised you that ?
Who's paying for it ?
What's waiting out there ?

The notices and frescoes have faded in the sun
The White Star Line comes steaming in upon it's midnight run
You can't believe it's over with no loss or gain
My love is the peace which takes away the pain

 

Gypsy Stomp

According to my calculations
It ought to be around here somewhere
In spite of human limitations
My estimation is it's out there

Don't get cute with me
Expecting mutiny

Here is the object
Here is the logic
This is the subject
Is that what you wanted ?
(Listen to me)
I'll do what you want

Never mind your reputation
Just get in fast and get out faster
What we need is concentration
Or the creation of disaster
And don't be close to me
It aint necessary
This is the limit
This is the finish
This is the limit
The modules diminish
(Listen to me)
I'll do what you want

Here is the object
Here is the logic
This is the subject
Is that what you wanted ?

Postpone all the celebration
Get on quick and get off quicker
Listen, for your information
In this situation we must not bicker
Don't put the blame on me
It's the same for me
This is the limit
This is the finish
This is the limit
The modules diminish
(Listen to me)
I'll do what you want

Here is the object
Here is the logic
This is the subject
Is that what you wanted ?

According to my calculations
It ought to be around here somewhere

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