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| 5:31 | ||||
The quickest album we ever made (in 3 months flat and within only a few months of the release of the previous one) and we all feel our best work to date. Although superficially it seems to be a continuation of "Stupid Dream" it is a much more intense work - possibly less immediate, but ultimately more rewarding. Lyrically I arrived at a point where I was no longer interested in writing about abstract concepts like war, religion, space...etc... These are very personal and emotionally raw songs. It took me a long time to have the confidence and experience to be able to write them and some of them are dripping with negative emotions (Hatesong and Feel So Low particularly). Feel So Low pleased me a lot as I resisted the temptation to refine the original stream of consciousness words and left the nerve ends dangling. Musically we wanted to bring back some of the experimental aspects that had been to some degree lost on "Stupid Dream". Richard and I worked on creating some unique keyboard sounds for the album - e.g. the "fairground" on "How is Your Life Today ?" and the "insects" at the end of "Russia On Ice". There was also an influence from industrial and metal music coming through (we'd all been listening to Nine Inch Nails "The Fragile") - for example part of the beauty of the guitar solo on Where We Would Be (my favourite solo of mine to date) comes from the fact that it was played relatively straight but then fed through so many distortion and lo-fi processes that it began to fizz and disintegrate. The riffing guitars on Russia On Ice are pure metal and one of the solos of Hatesong I call my "Korn solo" on account of the fact that the bottom strings on the guitar are tuned down so low that the notes can be bent several tones. On the other hand there is a whole set of songs where the pastoral sound of long-gone English summers exerts it's influence on me (not for the first time). In a song like "Winding Shot" there are shades of Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young and Nick Drake, although the end result is hopefully pure Porcupine Tree. This effect is accentuated by the fact that many of the instruments and vocals on the album are much more up front and given less of a sheen than on "Stupid Dream" (where the "stadium" production is I think the weakest aspect). Organic is the word I like to use. As we had on "Stupid Dream" we expanded our musical colours to include things like banjo, hammered dulcimer, the string arrangements of Dave Gregory and several African and Morrocan instruments that Colin brought back from his travels. To date it's the only album we've made that I still rated highly by the time we'd finished it - even the B-sides and leftovers seemed too good not to be on an album, but we were determined to keep the album below the one hour mark. The only point of contention was the inclusion of the song "The Rest Will Flow". Some of the band didn't really want it on the record, but it sounded so much like possible single that it seemed perverse not to include it. Favourite tracks - "How is Your Life Today ?", "Last Chance to Evacuate Planet Earth..." and "Feel So Low" (plus most of the others to be honest). Steven Wilson Although it appears to be a continuation of sorts from "Stupid Dream" there are quite obvious differences as well. Certainly on the production side there is a more intense and upfront sound apparent. Also parts of the arrangements are stripped down to the bare essentials. Steven's lyrics became more personal and less ambiguous and so the arrangements by definition became more stripped down and more direct. Much of my keyboard experimenting took place on tracks like "Russia On Ice", "Last Chance to Evacuate Planet Earth...", "Feel so Low" and "4 Chords That Made a Million"", while other tracks didn't seem to need a great deal of keyboards. I'm not one for playing all over a track if I can't see a genuine need for it. For me this album has an honesty and emotion that places it above all the other Porcupine Tree albums, although I would also say that not every track is as strong as some individual tracks on past albums. My favourites are "Russia On Ice" and "Feel So Low". Richard Barbieri |
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| 2:46 | ||||
The letters pile up in the hallway
Junk mail and bills from the catalogues And the neighbours have guessed 'Cos I've cancelled the milk And they don't hear your voice Through the walls anymore How is your life today? How is your life today? I was kissed on the cheek by a cold mouth While the taxi was waiting like a getaway car Each second seems like a lifetime And the cat it's been staring at me all this time La la la la la la, la la la la la la... How is your life today? How is your life today? |
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| 3:36 | ||||
Six of one a half a dozen Black guitars and plastic blues Hide behind a wall of nothing Nothing said and nothing new 4 Chords that made a million You belong there on the cover You are the emperor in new clothes A man who thinks he owns the future Will sell your vacuum with his prose 4 Chords that made a million And then a moron with a cheque book Will take you out to lunch who knows ? He will tell you you're a saviour And then he'll drop you like a stone 4 Chords that made a million And I have tried and I have died Trying to get through But in the end I can't defend you. 4 Chords that made a million |
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| 5:14 | ||||
You move in waves You never retrace Your newest craze Straight out of the Face by the bed unread I'm left behind Like all the others Some fall for you It doesn't make much difference if they do She changes every time you look By summer it was all gone - now she's moved on She called you every other day So savour it it's all gone - now she's moved on So for a while Everything seemed new Did we connect ? Or was it all just biding time for you ? |
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| 4:48 | ||||
If you fall asleep with me
You can dream and drowse The miuntes turn to hours We could climb a tree or two And watch the sun go down Upon our sleepy town After all the time I spent with you Summer went away And we just weren't the same It's just you and me alone Not grown ups but not kids You kissed me on the lips [instrumental] |
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| 2:57 | ||||
I was pretending to be floating strong But I was sinking In to still water Eyes closed All of the rest will flow Then out of darkness I found I could still feel Something good Out of the woods Eyes closed All of the rest will flow One simple thing that I never could see But now I know All of the rest will flow Stay with me my angel I found you Now I don't feel low All of the rest will flow Eyes closed All of the rest will flow |
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| 8:26 | ||||
This is a hate song just meant for you I thought that I'd write it down while I still could I hope when you hear this you'll want to sue Oh it's a lonely life in my empty bed And it's a quiet life that leaks from my head These are the last rites The line is dead Yes, I'm hearing voices too And I'm more cut up than you |
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| 4:12 | ||||
Tied - tied to a time When we knew that the sun would shine And you were all smiles And we could just talk for a while... Of where we would be when the future comes And how you would paint while I wrote my songs If I could find you And tell you about my life Or maybe just write And remind you of when we would dream... Of where we would be when the future comes And how you would paint while I wrote my songs Strange how you never become The person you see when you're young |
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| 13:04 | ||||
You think I deserve this You said I was stupid All my thoughts are like coal But Russia on ice is burning a hole Can't stop myself drinking Can't stop being me If I call will you come and will you save me ? I see the whole thing come down I blow it to the ground Well what the hell did you say ? You said you hate me this way It's just a matter of time A drop in the ocean A significant motion Nothing melts in this cold But Russia on ice is burning a hole |
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10. |
| 3:06 | ||||
So see how long I can last You can pretend that I don't exist for you And I can laugh about it now But I hated every minute I was waiting for your email And each day that you forgot to call Just made me feel so low So low Christmas 1998 I tried to call I just couldn't wait And your message was out of date So I left my voice on your machine But you did not respond OK OK OK you've won You make me feel so low So low |