[1] Promenade (Lake, Mussorgsky, Palmer) - 1:58
[2] The Gnome (Mussorgsky, Palmer) - 4:18
[3] Promenade (Mussorgsky) - 1:23
[4] The Sage (Lake) - 4:42
[5] The Old Castle (Emerson, Mussorgsky) - 2:33
[6] Blues Variation (Emerson, Lake, Palmer) - 4:22
[7] Promenade (Mussorgsky) - 1:29
[8] The Hut of Baba Yaga (Mussorgsky) - 1:12
[9] The Curse of Baba Yaga (Emerson, Lake, Palmer) - 4:10
[10] The Hut of Baba Yaga (Mussorgsky) - 1:06
[11] The Great Gates of Kiev [The End] (Lake, Mussorgsky) - 6:37
[12] Nut Rocker (Fowley, Tchaikovsky) - 4:26
1971 LP Victor Entertainment 62116
1971 LP Manticore 66666
1980 LP Mobile Fidelity MFS-1-031
1993 CD Victory Music 480018
1996 CD Castle ESM342
1996 CD Rhino 72225
1996 CD Rhino/WEA 72225
1999 CD Import 60635
2005 LP Earmark 42056
2005 CD JVC Japan 63173
One of the seminal documents of the progressive rock era, a record that
made its way into the collections of millions of high school kids who
never heard of Mussorgsky and knew nothing of Russia's Nationalist
"Five." It does some violence to Mussorgsky, but it is also the most
energetic and well-realized live release in the trio's catalog, and it
makes a fairly compelling case for adapting classical pieces in this
way. At the time, it introduced "classical rock" to millions of
listeners, including the classical community, most of whose members
regarded this record as something akin to an armed assault. The
early-'70s live sound is a little crude by today's standards, but the
tightness of the playing ( Palmer is especially good) makes up for any
sonic inadequacies. Emerson is the dominant musical personality here,
but Lake and Palmer get the spotlight enough to prevent it from being a
pure keyboard showcase.
Bruce Eder - All Music Guide
Pictures at an Exhibition was one of the seminal documents of the
progressive rock era, a record that made its way into the collections
of millions of high-school kids who never heard of composer Modest
Mussorgsky and knew nothing of Russia's Nationalist "Five" or
artist/architect Victor Hartmann, whose work was the inspiration for
Mussorgsky. Chronologically, it was Emerson, Lake & Palmer's third
LP release (they didn't regard it as an "official" album, as it was
comprised of only part of a longer live performance), but for a lot of
teenagers who'd missed out on the trio's self-titled debut album or
resisted the unfamiliarity of Tarkus, Pictures -- which was
budget-priced in its original LP release in England and America -- with
its bracing live ambience and blazing pyrotechnics, was the album that
put the group over, and did it with exactly the same kids who turned
Jethro Tull's Aqualung and Thick as a Brick and Yes' Fragile into
standard-issue accouterments of teenage suburban life. And, indeed,
like the Tull and Yes albums, it worked on several levels that allowed
widely divergent audiences to embrace it -- with the added stimulus of
certain controlled substances, it teased the brain with its mix of
melody and heavy rock, and for anyone with some musical knowledge,
serious or casual, it was a sufficiently bold use of Mussorgsky's
original to stimulate hours of delightful listening. It wasn't the
first treatment of a classical piece in this manner by any means --
Keith Emerson had done several previously with his earlier group the
Nice -- but it was the first to reach a mass audience or get heavy
radio play (at least of excerpts), and introduced the notion of
"classical rock" to millions of listeners, including the classical
community, most of whose members regarded this record as something akin
to an armed assault. Those with less hidebound sensibilities
appreciated Emerson's rollicking and delightful "Blues Variations" --
which bridged the gap between Tarkus and Trilogy -- and Greg Lake's
lyrical adaptations of "Promenade," "The Sage," and "The Great Gates of
Kiev." It does some violence to Mussorgsky in the process, but is also
the most concise, energetic, and well-realized live release in ELP's
catalog, the hall small enough to capture the finer nuances of the
playing by all three members of the trio, and especially the muscular
bass work by Lake that keeps pushing the performance forward. It was
great fun (an element missing from a good deal of progressive rock) in
1972, and it's still fun in 2005. It also made a fairly compelling case
for adapting classical pieces in this way -- ELP would later succeed
with adaptations of works by Aaron Copland and Alberto Ginastera, among
others, but this would be the longest such work to find mass
listenership, sufficient so that in the late '80s there would be a
legitimate classical organ arrangement put out by the Dorian label that
referred to ELP's rendition as its linear predecessor. The early-'70s
live sound is a little crude by today's standards, but the various CD
upgrades from Rhino, Sanctuary, and Japanese WEA have given the
recording a close, powerful sound that captures the tightness of the
playing (drummer Carl Palmer is especially good) and makes up for any
sonic inadequacies. Emerson is the dominant musical personality here,
but Lake (who also gets to play some classical guitar) and Palmer get
the spotlight more than enough to prevent it from being a pure keyboard
showcase.
Lead me from tortured dreams
Childhood themes of nights alone.
Wipe away endless years,
childhood tears as dry as stone.
From seeds of confusion,
illusions dark blossoms have grown.
Even now in furrows of sorrow
the dance still is sung.
My life's course is guided
decided by limits drawn
on charts of my past ways
and pathways since I was born.
The Sage
I carry the dust of a journey
that cannot be shaken away
It lives deep within me
for I breathed it every day
You and I are yesterday's answers
the earth of the past come to flesh
Eroded by time's rivers
to the shapes we now possess
Come share of my breath and my substance
and mingle our streams and our times
In bright infinite moments
our reasons are lost in our eyes
The Old Castle
(instrumental)
Blues Variation
(instrumental)
Promenade
(instrumental)
The Hut Of Baba Yaga
(instrumental)
The Curse Of Baba Yaga
???
Hut Of Baba Yaga
(instrumental)
The Great Gates Of Kiev
Come forth, from love's spire
Born in life's fire,
Born in life's fire.
Come forth, from love's spire
In the burning, all are [of our] yearning,
for life to be.
And in pain there will [must] be gain,
New Life!
Stirring in, salty streams
And dark hidden seams
Where the fossil sun gleams.
They were, sent from [to] the gates
Ride the tides of fate
Ride the tides of fate.
They were, sent from [to] the gates,
In the burning all are [of our] yearning,
For life to be.
The End
There's no end to my life,
No beginning to my death:
Death is life.