A new digitally remastered anthology of the namesakes of the Harvest
label from when it was formed in 1970. BJH are masters of the use of
the orchestra in pop as well as being great tunesmiths. They are one of
the best loved progressive bands of the era and they continue on into
this century.
Barclay James Harvest regularly come in for a critical kicking and yet
they have a hardcore of fans for whom they can do no wrong. This Best
Of covers their formative time with EMI's progressive rock label
Harvest and the four albums they released in the early seventies.
It is a credit to the material that four of these songs were performed
by the current band on their European Tour in spring 2001. New fans of
the band should look no further than "Mocking Bird", "She
Said","Galadriel" and "Medicine Man" for a fine introduction to the
band. Other tracks of interest include their early single, "Early
Morning" and "Brother Thrush".
The sleeve notes are excellent and come from Keith and Monika Domone
who run the BJH Fan Club. This retrospective proves once and for all
that BJH were not a poor-man's Moody Blues. They have sustained a
thirty-year plus career and recent touring can only increase their
durability.
Barclay James Harvest was, for many years, one of the most hard-luck
outfits in progressive rock. A quartet of solid rock musicians —
John Lees, guitar, vocals; Les Holroyd, bass, vocals; Stuart "Woolly"
Wolstenholme, keyboards, vocals; and Mel Pritchard, drums — with
a knack for writing hook-laden songs built on pretty melodies, they
harmonized like the Beatles and wrote extended songs with more of a
beat than the Moody Blues. They were signed to EMI at the same time as
Pink Floyd, and both bands moved over to the company's progressive
rock-oriented Harvest imprint at the same time, yet somehow, they never
managed to connect with the public for a major hit in England, much
less America.
The group was formed in September of 1966 in Oldham, Lancashire. Lees
and Wolstenholme were classmates who played together in a band called
the Blues Keepers; that group soon merged with a band called the
Wickeds, which included Holroyd and Pritchard. They became Barclay
James Harvest in June of 1967 and began rehearsing at an 18th century
farmhouse in Lancashire. The psychedelic era was in full swing, and the
era of progressive rock about to begin — the Moody Blues, in
particular, were beginning to cut an international swathe across the
music world. BJH cut a series of demos late in the year, and by the
spring of 1968 they were signed to EMI's Parlophone label; in April
they issued their first single, a folky, faux-classical song called
"Early Morning." The group got caught up a year later in a corporate
change at EMI, and it was decided to move the more progressive sounding
groups on the label onto a new label — Harvest, taken from BJH's
name. Their first release on the new label was the single "Brother
Thrush."
In 1970, they released their first album, Barclay James Harvest, which
included several of the early songs and displayed the group's
strengths: filled with strong harmony singing, aggressive electric
guitar, and swelling Mellotron parts, it set the pattern for their
subsequent releases, with Lees and Holroyd handling most of the
songwriting. The album failed to chart, and a subsequent tour was a
financial disaster. Their second album, Once Again (1971), was an
artistic letdown, made up of rather lethargic songs, although it did
contain the superb, "Mockingbird," The band recorded two more albums
for Harvest, Short Stories (1971) and Baby James Harvest (1972), and
spent much of 1972 on the road, including an unsuccessful tour of the
U.S. They also released a pair of singles, "When The City Sleeps" and
"Breathless," under the pseudonym "Bombadil" (a name taken from a
J.R.R. Tolkien short story), all to no avail. 1973 saw them part
company with EMI after one last single, "Rock and Roll Woman."
Later in 1973, the band signed with Polydor, and their fortunes began
turning around, though only very gradually. Their first album for the
new label, Everyone Is Everybody Else, seemed promising: it was a more
powerful and coherent work than the group had ever released for EMI,
with Lees' guitar dominating on songs like "Paper Wings" and "For No
One." The album also presented the first example of the group
consciously paying tribute to (and satirizing) another group's hit song
— "Great 1974 Mining Disaster" was a very heavy sounding
tribute/satire of the Bee Gees' "New York Mining Disaster 1941." (They
would later do work in this vein involving the Moody Blues.) The album
failed to chart, however, as did the single "Poor Boy Blues," with its
gorgeous harmonies.
It seemed at first as though BJH was locked once again into a cycle of
failure. Finally, in late 1974, their double album Barclay James
Harvest Live broke through to the public — the group was rewarded
with a Top 40 placement in England and more sales activity on the
European continent than they'd previously seen. Their next album, Time
Honoured Ghosts, recorded in San Francisco, continued this gradual
breakthrough when it was released in 1975, reaching number 32 in
England. A year later, Octoberon reached the Top 20. An EP containing
live versions of "Rock 'N Roll Star" and "Medicine Man" became another
chart entry in the spring of 1977. By this time, EMI had begun to take
advantage of the success of the group's Polydor work, and released A
Major Fancy, a John Lees' solo album that had sat on the shelf for five
years.
In 1977, they released Gone to Earth, their most accomplished album to
date, and by the end of the year the group found themselves playing to
arena-sized audiences. The release of XII in 1978 — which managed
to just miss the British Top 30 — was followed by the group's
first (and only) personnel shake-up. In June of 1979, Wolstenholme
announced his exit from the band in favor of a solo career; the group's
final tour with Wolstenholme was recorded and later released by Polydor
under the title The Live Tapes. He was replaced by two new members,
singer-keyboardman-saxophonist Kevin McAlea and
singer-guitarist-keyboardman Colin Browne; Wolstenholme released one
solo album, 1979's Maestro, to little success and then retired for a
time from the music business.
Their 1979 album Eyes of the Universe was a modest hit in England, but
its release marked a flashpoint in Barclay James Harvest's career in
continental Europe, especially Germany; on August 30, 1980, the band
performed a free concert in front of nearly 200, 000 people at the
Reichstag in Berlin, which was filmed and recorded. A subsequent live
album, Concert for the People, became the group's biggest selling album
in England, rising to number 15 in 1982. Turn of the Tide (1981) and
Ring of Changes (1983) were less successful, although the latter did
spawn their last charting single, "Just a Day Away." Their subsequent
Polydor albums, Victims of Circumstance, Face to Face, and Welcome to
the Show, charted ever lower in England, even as the group's popularity
grew in Europe. In 1988, they released a new live album, Glasnost, cut
at a concert in East Berlin.The group marked the 25th anniversary with
a concert in Liverpool, and toured to support a British Polydor
compilation, The Best of Barclay James Harvest.
Oh Mother dear
What a night this has been
I awoke in the light of a vision in white
The prettiest girl that I have ever seen
Lately my love, said the lady in white
I have watched from afar, but love draws me near
Now take my hand, hold tight, Mother dear
Do you know what this could mean, Mother dear?
Was it just another dream..... in the night?
Mother dear, on that same silver night Saw a figure in black by the lady in white
He said his name was death, was he right?
Do you know what this could mean, Mother dear?
Was it just another dream..... in the night?
Do you know what this could mean, Mother dear?
Was it just another dream..... in the night?
Mother dear, what a night this has been
It's so cold by your side, no don't cry, can't you see?
Won't you listen to me please, Mother dear
Was it just another dream, Mother dear?
TAKING SOME TIME ON
Let's come on and get together
Like the sky gets to the sea
Just taking some time on
Let's come on and make it better
Let's make everybody see
Just taking some time on
For those who feel inclined
To talk about the hideen feelings of their mind
Let's come on and get together
Let's come on and get together
Like the sky with the sea
Like the sky with the sea
Just taking some time on
Let's come on and tell the story
Of the way it used to be
Just taking some time on
Let's come on and sing a song now
Of the days when we were free
Just taking some time on
For those who feel inclined
To talk about the hideen feelings of their mind
Let's come on and get together
Let's come on and get together
Like the sky with the sea
Like the sky with the sea
Just taking some time on
Let's come on the feeling's right now
We want everyone to be
Just taking some time on
Let's come on and get together
Like the sky gets to the sea
Just taking some time on
For those who feel inclined
To talk about the hideen feelings of their mind
Let's come on and get together
Let's come on and get together
Like the sky with the sea
Like the sky with the sea
Just taking some time on
EARLY MORNING
Early morning,
It’s cold and the sun is white
For I was born in
The darkness before the light
Of a new day
A new way of living
Of giving delight
And if you pay
Then you may be slipping
Back into the night
Then all knowing
With words and with pen I write
Of the growing
Of things that are in my sight
Early evening
It’s cold and the moon is bright
And I believe in
The darkness before the light
Of a new day
BROTHER THRUSH
Brother Thrush, how you fly so high
Way up in the clouds
The trees resound with open arms
For one so rare
Brother Man just can’t compare
When we’re sitting on the banks
of the sunshine
We hear your song
High above the living
Brother gull, see him soar the sky
He’s so pleased to be
Buoyant and triumphant
On the raging sea
Backing nature, feeling free
Loving nature, rest your head
Hear the message, man is dead
See the cities fall
While Brother Bird still.... flies!
Brother Lark, see him wake the day
See him fly on by
Above the streets now empty
To his mournful cry
Brother Man just heaves a sigh
When we’re sitting on the banks
of the sunshine
We hear your song
High above the living
Yes, we hear your song...
POOR WAGES
And with the dawn she changes
Her voice in different ranges
The torn and tattered pages
Of all I’ve done, poor wages
Satisfied I’ve never lied
Say goodbye I couldn’t try
Destroy her cards and letters
Act like I’ve never met her
Hardest of all, forget her
Until my heart is better
Satisfied I’ve never lied
Say goodbye I couldn’t try
MOCKING BIRD
Rain, sea, surf, sand, clouds and sky
Hush now baby, don't you cry
There's a mocking bird
Singing songs in the trees
There's a mocking bird
Singing songs
Just for you and me
Rain, sea, surf, sand, clouds and sky
Time will see your tears run dry
There's a mocking bird
Singing songs in the trees
There's a mocking bird
Singing songs
Just for you and me
Rain, sea, surf, sand, clouds and sun
Bless the tears of love now gone
There's a mocking bird
Singing songs in the trees
There's a mocking bird
Singing songs
Singing just for me...
VANESSA SIMMONS
Vanessa Simmons, funny kind of name
Young and yet wise, only a child
Wake up in the morning, frown across your face
I know your name, but not your place
Wish I could show you how to live your life
But I'm not sure which one of us is right
God only knows the tears I've cried
Vanessa Simmons, funny kind of name
Have you got life wrong, is it just a game?
Wake up in the morning, find a friend at night
Friends are hard to find, especially at night
Wish I could show you how to live your life
But I'm not sure which one of us is right
God only knows, and He's the one that shows, the tears I've cried
And if I asked you for the sun, would you not say
"Light's not the only way to be"?
And if I asked you for your love, would you not say
"Love is not what you want from me"?
And would I not be right
To sit alone and wonder every night?
Vanessa Simmons, funny kind of name
Young and yet wise, only a child
Wish I could show you how to live your life
But I'm not sure which one of us is right
God only knows, and He's the one that shows, the tears I've cried
GALADRIEL
She comes up with the morning sun
And tells me life has just begun
Oh what it is to be young
And in the early evening light
She brings me flowers from the sun
Oh what it is to be young
And if you see her you will know
She's like a shadow
Falling softly on the snow
And in the early evening light
She brings me flowers for the night
Oh what it is to be young
SHE SAID
She said, "Why don't you come and stay with me
Far away from people we know?
We could live our lives together
Happiness wherever we go"
And I will always love her
And I will always care
And I will always love her
Wasn't long before she grew tired of me
And the life she thought would redeem
All the love she'd thrown away as a child
All the things she thought she had seen
And I will always love her
And I will always care
And I will always love her
And I will always love her
And I will always care
And I will always love her
CHILD OF MAN
Child of God was born today
The child of woman just slipped away
The Child of Man knelt down to pray
And the children of the earth
Didn’t know it was the day of
Creation, creation, creation
One thousand years or maybe more
Since they first set eyes on that foreign shore
The grass was green and the water pure
They turned the key and opened the door to a Nation, nation, nation
Child of God says love your brother
Take him by the hand
Child of God says love your neighbour
Make him understand
Child of God says love your sister
Take her by the hand
Child of God says love your neighbour
Make him understand
All believers gather round
Press your faces to the ground
Lift your voices to the sound
Of all the others who have found
Salvation, salvation, salvation
GOOD LOVE CHILD
Get up, get up, get up, child
Get off your knees
Take it, take it, take it, I'm easy
We're here to please
Put your hands in the air
Put your feet on the ground
Put your mind in a dream
'Cause there's nothing we ain't seen
Good love child
You know what I mean
Good love child
You've got to keep it clean
Good love child
Gonna steal the scene
Make love, make love, make love, child
And make it mean
Take love, take love, take love, child
And keep it clean
Put your hands in the air
Put your feet on the ground
Put your mind in a dream
'Cause there's nothing we ain't seen
Good love child
You know what I mean
Good love child
You've got to keep it clean
Good love child
Gonna steal the scene
Get up, get up, get up, child
Get off your knees
Take it, take it, take it, I'm easy
It's here to squeeze
Put your hands in the air
Put your feet on the ground
Put your mind in a dream
'Cause there's nothing we ain't seen
Good love child
You know what I mean
Good love child
You've got to keep it clean
Good love child
Gonna steal the scene
URSULA (THE SWANSEA SONG)
I once loved a lady who did change into a child
I saw the light of day shine in her eyes
I loved her like a baby and I raised her to the sky
It seems the light of day did pass me by
Now she walks along the seashore
And she listens to the sea
But I can't say if she ever thinks of me
If I were of the ocean
Or a wave upon the sand
Or just a drop of water in her hand
A pebble or a broken shell
A rock upon the shore
I doubt if I could love her any more
Now she walks along the seashore
And she listens to the sea
And I can't say if she ever thinks of me
No I can't say if she ever thinks of me
MEDICINE MAN
Didn't anybody see his hand move faster
Than the lightning in his eyes
Oh! what a cold surprise the flying horses cried
And didn't anybody want to ask the calliope
To call the tune
The flying horses crooned but did not know
The Medicine Man sits on the stage
Eats fire and water, earth and air while we all stare
The silver blade burns bright
And tells us to beware
Of mirrored passages that throw a thousand images
Of younger days
The wheel spins slower as it calls us back to play
Round and round now we go
Shout your name to the wind
As it spins by your side
Coloured lights echo as the sound slips on by
Could that have been me?
THE POET
Here I sit watching the day out
No-one beside me who may doubt
All of the words that I could chose to say
So listen, believe, or be gone from this day
I need a friend to walk with me
And sit in the shade of an old tree
To think nothing much, just agree with my thoughts
To say nothing much, never tell what I ought
Watching the people pass by now
They just don't know why or know how
They don't seem to care about all that I've seen
They just walk on by never knowing I've been
Sitting up here where I'm wind blown
Only to ask and to be shown
Things that would make you believe what I say
I'll tell you myself and I'll show you some day
AFTER THE DAY
The eyes of night march slowly by
The last grain falls
The kneeling man just sighs
Protected by the one great wall
Of coloured parts
He probes his clouded mind
If he takes a look around him
Is there nothing left to see
Is there nothing left at all
After the day
With trembling hands he wipes his eyes
He tries to stand
But does not feel the need
The morning sun shines on
The multicoloured cross
Left standing through it all
If he takes a look around him
Is there nothing left to see
Is there nothing left at all
After the day
If he takes a look around him
Is there nothing left to see
Is there nothing left at all
After the day
MOONWATER
The moon is making patterns on the water
Why it is I just can't say
I'm not old enough or wise enough to wonder
I don't think about the magic that I'm under
Oh moonwater, running out like silver from my eyes
Oh moonwater, running out like silver from my eyes
You'll find me in the twilight on the mountain
When the sun shines on the lake
I'm a child of darkness lost among the thunder
Where the shafts of moonlight break the sky asunder
Oh moonwater, running out like silver from my eyes
Oh moonwater, running out like silver from my eyes
LITTLE LAPWING
Bye, bye, bye
The time has come round again, my friend
A life and some time I just gotta spend
So bye bye, my friend
See you again
My mind in my pocket
The sun in my eye
There's gold in the mountains
The streams run by
So see you again
Swing low, swing high
Talk of the times, the love and the laughing
I'll come back to you in the spring, little lapwing
'Till then, bye bye