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The mirror
Phoivos Delivorias
I have in front of me constantly a mirror
That hinders me to see what’s behind it
I’ve never seen a bigger liar
And the worst is that it’s the same as me
He looks very good while I’m not
He looks mean while I’m not that either
Those who tell me “ stay as you are mate”
Are those who swallowed the mirage
A mirror I constantly have in front of me
Against it my heart falls and breaks
A mirror I constantly have in front of me
It reflects what women want
And like this it convinces them that I’m their other half
In front of it they undress and speak sweet words
Behind its glass I all alone look
It does game even with my role models
The divine voices who talked to me when I was a kid
It brings them in front of me and to my size
I try to reach them and I clink against the glass
A mirror I constantly have in front of me
Against it my heart falls and breaks
I know that everyone by now believe in mirrors
In monitors, photocopies and projectors
They’ve even made games where players
Stand behind a glass jar and we all watch them
But I’ll break my mirror to pieces
I know that the one which hides behind it is you
You who look behind your black eyes
To only mirror me in life
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listening too long to one song
Mar 2002
time: 00:33
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Wilco
Misunderstood
When you're back in your old neighborhood
The cigarettes taste so good
But you're so misunderstood
You're so misunderstood
There's something there that you can't find
You look honest when you're telling a lie
You hurt her but you don't know why
You love her but you don't know why
Short on long term goals
There's a party there that we ought to go to
If you still love rock and roll
You still love rock and roll?
It's only a quarter to three
Reflecting off of your CD
You're looking at a picture of me
You're staring at a picture of me
Take the guitar player for a ride
'Cause he ain't never been satisfied
He thinks he owes some kind of debt
It'll be years before he gets over it
There's a fortune inside your head
When all you touch turns to lead
You think you might just crawl back in bed
With the fortune inside your head
I know you're just a mama's boy
You're positively unemployed
So misunderstood
So misunderstood
I know you've got a god-shaped hole
You're bleeding out your heart full of soul
You're so misunderstood
You're so misunderstood
You're so misunderstood
You're so misunderstood
I'd like to thank you all for nothing
I'd like to thank you all for nothing at all
I'd like to thank you all for nothing
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing at all
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing at all
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Lundenwic
Oct 2001
time: 15:33
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We are the 801,
We are the central shaft
And we are here to let you take advantage
Of our lack of craft:
Certain streets have certain corners
Sooner or later, we'll turn yours
We are the 801,
We are the central shaft
And thus throughout two years
We've crossed the ocean in our little craft (Row! Row! Row)
Now we're on the telephone,
Making final arrangements (Ding! Ding!)
We are the 801, we are the central shaft
Looking for a certain ratio
Someone must have left it underneath the carpet
Looking up and down the radio
Oh-oh, nothing there this time
Looking for a certain ratio
Someone said they saw it parking in a car-lot
Looking up and down the radio
Oh-oh, nothing there this time
Going back down to the radio
Oh, oh - oh, oh - oh, oh - here we go!
We are the table, the captain's table
Let's get it understood, let's get it understood
We are the losers, we are the bruisers
Let's get it understood, let's get it understood
We are the diners, the final diners
Let's get it understood, let's get it understood
Most of us tinkers, some of us tailors,
And we've got candlesticks, and lots of cocktail sticks
We saw the lovers, the modern lovers
And they looked very good, they looked as if they could
We are the neighbours, the nosy neighbours
We think just like we would, we think just like we should.
Oh, oh oh oh oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh oh-oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh
Brian Eno, The True Wheel, 'Taking Tiger Mountain by Strategy'
Alternative hearings:
Of our lack of craft == of our lack of funds (-- DJ Tommy B)
Going back down to the radio == Going back down to the rodeo
we are the bruisers == we are the cruisers
the modern lovers == the modern mothers (-- Pat Destefano)
We are the neighbours, the nosy neighbours == We are the neighbors, those nosy neighbors (-- DJ Tommy B)
We think just like we would, we think just like we should == We think just like you would, we think just like you should (-- R Carlberg)
Just a quick ??... The True Wheel- 3rd line. And we are here to let you take advantage of our lack of......thought..?? (-- Ctglass99)
I always heard the line as - "We've crossed the ocean in our little craft (Ra! Ra! Ra!)" - the "Ra" as a reference to the Thor Heyerdahl´s Ra II expeditions in the papyrus boat Ra II (1970) Thanks for such a enjoyable site. The discussions on Brian's lyrics are intelligent and insightful. (-- Ben Lancini)
Wade McCarthy: I have an interpretation of a line in "The True Wheel" that surprises me that noone has noticed. The line "we saw the lovers/the modern lovers==we saw the models/ the modern models". It has both a machinistic/sexual connotation that makes the second line seem open ended: "and the looked very good/they looked as if they could..."...do anything, probably sexual. Thanks, for leaving me one crumb to add to your large, layered cake.
References:
"...I decided I wanted these picture-lyrics. Because love-songs don't do that. Love-songs make a number of statements - which I'm wary of doing - so I've avoided love-songs, and it's only on this album I've just done [ Before and After Science ] that anything like a love-song starts to appear."
Cut to Eno on the West Coast. It's Chinatown in San Francisco and he's shading his eyes to peer into the window of a small shop where stand displayed a set of postcard "stills" from a Red Chinese ballet-film called Taking Tiger Mountain By Strategy.
Freeze frame and roll the intro to "The True Wheel"...
"It was so exciting! I thought 'That's the sort of lyric I want!' There was 'Tiger Mountain' which gave it a medieval, almost folksy, flavour - and 'By Strategy', which was very up-tempo and modern.
"So I bought the set and started carrying it around with me and thinking about it. And when I got to New York I went to stay with this girl called Randi and fell asleep after taking some mescaline and had this dream where this group of girls were singing to this group of sailors who had just come into port. And they were singing 'We are The 801 / We are the Central Shaft' - and I woke up absolutely jubilant because this was the first bit of lyric I'd written in this new style.
"Because I didn't know what it meant - but I got the feeling of 'Christ, this means something, this is interesting'. Except it wasn't specific, you know?"
-- Brian Eno, quoted by Ian MacDonald, in New Musical Express, November 26th 1977
"This track started from a dream. I was staying in the Drake hotel in New York with a girl called Randi N---. I had a dream about her and a group of other girls (Randi and the Pyramids) and guys singing the song ... They were sort of astronauts, but with all the psychological aspects of sailors.
... The other strange thing about this song is its inadvertent links with the Cabala. I found out, long after I had written the song, that the number 801 means 'Alpha and Omega' or 'the first and the last' in the Cabala and that this entity is a circular concept ... The number 801 (which, with all the rest of the chorus refrain, was plucked unaltered from my dream) has another meaning which I find interesting. In the Cabala, the twenty-two Tarot cards are arranged such that they rest on the paths between the Tree of Life. Each of the paths has a number, and each of the numbers corresponds to one of the cards in the Major Arcana of the Tarot. The paths 801 describe a pyramid whose individual sides are STRENGTH, THE FOOL, and THE MAGICIAN.
"...Apparently, rumour has it in America that 801 derives from Eight Nought One, the initials of which spell... Very ingenious, I thought, although it had never occurred to me." -- Brian Eno (More Dark Than Shark)
Re eno's kabalistic speculation on the numbers: the number eight is the letter chet and merely the eighth letter. The number 0 (pronounced "oh") could be vav or the word and the number one is alef and does signify the first. Chet (eight) does sound a little like tet (nine) but it is the final letter tav (another T sound, like tet) which is the last letter. 400 and 1 or 401 is actually a lot closer to the first and last. (-- mason)
the captain's table: To be invited to sit at the captain's table is a special privilege.
The voice on the retuning radio noises at the end of the track is probably that of the presenter Richard Baker.
I was wondering if there's any evidence that the "we saw the lovers, the modern lovers" line is a reference to Jonathan Richman's band "The Modern Lovers." As Jerry Harrison was a member of the Modern Lovers who later joined the Eno produced Talking Heads, I thought there might be some connection (of course in 1974 when Tiger Mountain came out the Modern Lovers were fairly obscure, but maybe Brain One was hip to them). (-- Russell Schaffer)
I always thought he was saying "We saw the bombers, the modern bombers", instead of "lovers". I was surprised to see no one else thought so. Fits in with the overall WWII aesthetic more, it seems to me. No response sought. Just a tidbit. (-- Xpin Loki Freign)
zero (the unsignified): Regarding The Third Wheel: In Alvin Toffler's 'Future Shock' (1975?) he posits that, since the dawn of modern man (Homo Sapiens) there have been about 800 generations of man: ie, 800 average lifetimes. And we are the 801st. Whilst I am sure that Eno genuinely received the lyrics in a dream, one has to wonder where he received them from... I've always pondered the fact that this lyric contains the names of three bands - two of whom took their name from the lyric. I harbour a secret desire (ooops - no longer secret!) to form a band called The Central Shaft - unless it's been done?
Simon Fluendy: Nice page! Regarding the true wheel on Taking Tiger... The line 'Looking for a certain ratio' relates to a speech by hitler regarding the number of jews in europe. This was later used as the name of a Caberet Voltaire type electro/industrial post-punk band, you may recall. Someone told me that 8 0 1 was also an indirect reference to this, but this may be bollocks.
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All Still
Yannis Kotsiras
I say that my life fake goes
whenever they love me
But in my private car when I get a flat tire
And the mechanics take time to arrive
And all are still
Like the ink before the pen wakes up
Ah you my dreamy eyes
You ressemble everybody, you go along with noone
And if you're showing me such kindness
And you say you're real
Don't ask for a place in the dressing room
Get out with me on the stage
I say that my life fake goes
whenever they love me
But in my era one picture suffices
A thousand words are not enough.
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Gone Fishin, Canada
Jan 2000
time: 05:33
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Searching for something else, I stumbled on this:
quote:
The most remarkable jam I ever saw was between Jimi Hendrix and Jim Morrison with Felix Cavalari and The Rascals playing backup. Jim Morrison was sloshed out of his mind, prancing lewdly around Jimi, chanting incoherently. Jimi, stoned but in a much cleaner groove, whaled back sharply on his guitar. It was the first time these greats ever jammed together, an electric moment for all. As soon as it began Steve Paul locked the doors, and they improvised, nonstop, until dawn. Linda [Eastman/McCartney] got it all on film. She was one of Jimi's favorite photographers. I remember him commenting how comfortable Linda made him feel. They were both quite shy, a mutual trait they shared in common.
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This seems to be the best thread to post it in.
If it's true, I sure wish I was there.
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Kokonino Kounty
May 1999
time: 06:33
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quote:
Originally posted by SlowwHand
Ming.
That punkass bastard. Worthless. Rotten to the core. |
Nah... Just doing his job, this isn't a democracy, just enforcing the rules set by the owners, yadda yadda, yadda...
This one's for Ming 
Love, John lennon
Love is real, real is love
Love is feeling, feeling love
Love is wanting to be loved
Love is touch, touch is love
Love is reaching, reaching love
Love is asking to be loved
Love is you
You and me
Love is knowing
We can be
Love is free, free is love
Love is living, living love
Love is needing to be loved
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molly bloom
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Lundenwic
Oct 2001
time: 15:33
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quote:
Originally posted by Sikander
I have the Before and After Science inserts from the vinyl edition also. I didn't know about the museum c.d., have you heard it? San Francisco seems to love Eno. When I was in Monterey we used to visit S.F. once a month or so, and I remember a radio station (KFOG iirc) announcing tongue-in-cheek that they were All Eno, all the time. My friends and I approved to say the least. |
I wish.
A friend of mine tried to buy it for me (he was in New York) and they wanted almost as much in shipping as they did for the c.d. . I mean, they only had to get someone to pick up a copy in the stock room, for Crissakes, and put it in a padded envelope!!!!
Tried buying it over the internet and its even more expensive. Grrrr!!!!
I do however have the Eno installation c.d.s from the Hayward Art Gallery in London and from the Hermitage in St. Petersburg- they're wonderful early Sunday morning pieces, for when the cat has come upstairs and is sleeping in between us. Very simialr to the Shutov Assembly album, or Neroli.
I do recommend a visit to Reckless Records in the Haight if you're back in San Francisco any time soon, as they get a lot of British imports from their sister shops in Soho and Islington in London- always worth checking out for British only tracks, or alternate versions.
Bryan Ferry is here in the first week of February, and Bowie is playing on my birthday on the 26th of that month, so the 70s are here again....
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Boulder, Colorado, United Snakes of America
Jan 2000
time: 22:33
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quote:
Originally posted by molly bloom
I wish.
A friend of mine tried to buy it for me (he was in New York) and they wanted almost as much in shipping as they did for the c.d. . I mean, they only had to get someone to pick up a copy in the stock room, for Crissakes, and put it in a padded envelope!!!!
Tried buying it over the internet and its even more expensive. Grrrr!!!!
I do however have the Eno installation c.d.s from the Hayward Art Gallery in London and from the Hermitage in St. Petersburg- they're wonderful early Sunday morning pieces, for when the cat has come upstairs and is sleeping in between us. Very simialr to the Shutov Assembly album, or Neroli.
I do recommend a visit to Reckless Records in the Haight if you're back in San Francisco any time soon, as they get a lot of British imports from their sister shops in Soho and Islington in London- always worth checking out for British only tracks, or alternate versions.
Bryan Ferry is here in the first week of February, and Bowie is playing on my birthday on the 26th of that month, so the 70s are here again.... |
I'm curious what year you were born in. I was born 5 MAR 1961.
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:33
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Hell is for Children
They cry in dark,
so you can't see their tears.
They hide in the light,
so you can't see their fears.
Forgive and forget,
all the while...
Love and pain become one and the same
in the eyes of a wounded child.
Because--hell, hell is for children!
And you know that their little lives can become such a mess
Hell--hell is for children,
and you shouldn't have to pay for your love
with your bones and your flesh...
It's all so confusing,
this brutal abusing...
They blacken your eyes
and then apologize...
"Be daddy's good girl,
and don't tell mommy a thing"...
"Be a good little boy,
and you'll get a new toy--
tell grandma you fell from the swing."
Because--hell, hell is for children!
And you know that their little lives can become such a mess
Hell--hell is for children,
and you shouldn't have to pay for your love
with your bones and your flesh...
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Love Is A Battlefield
We are young
Heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield
We are strong, no on can tell us we're wrong
Searchin' our hearts for so long
Both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield
You're beggin' me to go, you're makin' me stay
Why do you hurt me so bad
It would help me to know
Do I stand in your way, or am I the best thing you've had
Believe me, believe me, I can't tell you why
But I'm trapped by your love and I'm chained to your side
We are young
Heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demads
Love is a battlefield
We are strong, no once can tell us we're wrong
Searchin' our hearts for so long
Both of us knowing
Love is a battlefiled
We're losing control
Will you turn me away or touch me deep inside
And before this gets old, will it still feel the same
There's no way this will die
But if we get much closer, I could lose control
And if your heart surrenders, you'll need me to hold
We are young
Heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield
We are strong, no one can tell us we're wrong
Searchin' our hearts for so long
Both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield
We are young
Heartache to heartache we stand
No promises, no demands
Love is a battlefield
We are strong, no one can tell us we're wrong
Searchin' our hearts for so long
Both of us knowing
Love is a battlefiled
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Boulder, Colorado, United Snakes of America
Jan 2000
time: 22:33
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quote:
Originally posted by molly bloom
26th February, 1963.
I vividly recall watching Roxy Music perform 'Virginia Plain' on Top of the Pops for the first time.
I remember going to school with the strains of 'Walk on the Wild Side' still with me.
I can remember having to get up very early to watch the Apollo moon landing on a black and white television, and now I find it funny that they used Bowie's 'Space Oddity' as background music, given that it's a song about despair and isolation.
And seeing David Bowie and the Spiders from Mars perform 'Starman' on Ayshea Brough's 'Lift-Off'.
I used to rush home from grammar school to watch Marc Bolan's show 'Marc' in 1977, and was rewarded with the Bowie video for 'Heroes' and his jamming session with Bolan.
BBC2 used to have an excellent arts programme called 'Arena' which had Eno's work as its soundtrack- you can still get the 4 trk 3" c.d. on e-bay sometimes.
Glam Rock was my first enthusiasm, then Motown, Punk, New Wave, Blues, and so on. |
My introduction to Glam rock was a little later I suppose. My mother was an early Elton John fan, though his music was less glam than his look. Bowie wasn't nearly as big here until the mid-seventies, but when he did hit the radio here I was hooked. I was the first person that I know of to get into Queen. I heard their first album when it came out (1974, 1975?) and bought it. A few years later they released Bohemian Rhapsody and suddenly all of my friends were fans of the group. I never heard much Roxy Music either, they were much bigger in Britain. It wasn't until I was in college in the early eighties that one of my friends turned me on to them. Those were good times. The first I heard about Eno was in the late seventies. Taking Tiger Mountain by Strategy was the first album of his that I owned, followed almost immediately by Here Come the Warm Jets, Another Green World, and Before and After Science. After that I started collecting some of the ambient stuff, along with 801 Live and that album he did with Nico and Cale IIRC. I probably have about 20 of his albums now.
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of The Cooler
Sep 1999
time: 23:33
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The End
The Doors
This is the end, Beautiful friend
This is the end, My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes...again
Can you picture what will be, So limitless and free
Desperately in need...of some...stranger's hand
In a...desperate land
Lost in a Roman...wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane, All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the King's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby
Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake, the ancient lake, baby
The snake is long, seven miles
Ride the snake...he's old, and his skin is cold
The west is the best, The west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is callin' us, The blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you taken' us
The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived, and...then he
Paid a visit to his brother, and then he
He walked on down the hall, and
And he came to a door...and he looked inside
Father, yes son, I want to kill you
Mother...I want to...**** you
C'mon baby, take a chance with us X3
And meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rock, On a blue bus
Doin' a blue rock, C'mon, yeah
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
This is the end, Beautiful friend
This is the end, My only friend, the end
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end
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