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Fish: Songs from the Mirror

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Artist: Fish
Title: Songs from the Mirror
Released: 1993.01.20
Label: Dick Bros. Records
Time: 44:55
Producer(s): James Cassidy
Appears with: Marillion
Category: Pop/Rock
Rating: *********. (9/10)
Media type: CD
Purchase date:  1995
Price in €: 13,99
Web address: www.fishheadsclub.com











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[1] Question (J.Hayward) - 6:41
[2] Boston Tea Party (A.Harvey/H.McKenna/A.Cleminson) - 4:22
[3] Fearless (D.Gilmour/N.Mason/R.Waters/R.Wright) - 6:15
[4] Apeman (R.D.Davies) - 5:57
[5] Hold Your Head Up (R.Argent/C.White) - 3:47
[6] Solo (S.Denny) - 4:06
[7] I Know What I Like (T.Banks/P.Collins/P.Gabriel/S.Hackett/M.Rutherford) - 4:17
[8] Jeepster (M.Bolan) - 4:10
[9] Five Years (D.Bowie) - 5:19
 

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FISH (aka. Derek W. Dick) - Lead Vocal

KEVIN WILKINSON - Drums & Percussion
DAVID PATON - Bass Guitar, backing vocals
ROBIN BOULT - Guitars, backing vocals
FRANK USHER - Guitars
FOSTER PATTERSON - Keyboards, backing vocals
DANNY CAMPBELL - Backing Vocals on [2,3,4,5,6,7,9]
LORNA BANNON - Backing Vocals on [3,5,6,7,9]
JACKIE BIRD - Backing Vocals on [3,6,9]
THE "HARMONY" CHOIR - Additional Backing Vocals
BEN MOLLESON - Fiddle, Whistle on [6,8]
GAËTAN SHURRER - Additional Programming on [1,2,4,7,8]
DAVID BOGIE - Lawnmower
CAROLINE BOULT - Party invitation
MICK WALL - Answering Machine
HADDINGTON BEAR - Zippo
MR. SAMPLES - Native Americans
GLASGOW BARROWLAND COMPANY ENSEMBLE - 'Geezabun' Choir

JAMES CASSIDY - Recording & Mixing
BRIAN LANE - Management br> DAVE BOGIE - Assistant engineer
KEITH McINTYRE - Cover illustration "THE GUDDLER"
PEACOCK MARKETING & DESIGN - Graphics & sleeve design
 

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LP
Europe & UK: 314 517 499 1

Cassette
Europe & UK: 314 517 499 4 (2 versions, minor changes to the sleeve design)

CD
Europe & UK: 7 31451 74992 6

CD Promo
UK: 517 499 2 (Normal edition, with sticker "promo only not for sale")

CD remaster
EEC: RR 8682-2 (016861868222) (Released by Roadrunner Records, 26th October 1998)

Dedicated to ALAN FREEMAN and all the writers & musicians that guided me to the mirror.

Recorded & Mixed at Funny Farm Recording Studio, Haddington, E. Lothian, Scotland


Medals for James 'Muttley' Cassidy at the King Alfred's all night grill (He has a Woman's touch), Robin 'Splinters' Boult (Whoops there goes the LesPaul), Frank 'I don't want anybody in there! ' Usher, Blinking Kevin Wilkinson (drinking for England !), Foss 'Cool Man' Patterson, Davey 'Mr Pilot' Paton (Mr Punctuality Award Summer 92), Dave the Bogeyman (It's you that's weird!), Moira 'Little Fiat' McGregor, Ash 'Body Shop' Field and all their families for crossing the line in February, thanks for trusting me.
Commendations for Stuart 'Miss Piggy' Graham, Diarmad 'Kermit' Maclennan, Kevin 'Gonzo' McGuire, Dougie 'Dr. Strange Pork' Hay, Pat & Chris 'Beaker' Brown and all the various members of the Muppet crew for toiling on the Toile Tour.
Purple hearts for Mickey S, Robbo (a dedicated follower of fashion) and John Cav for contributions, reservations, resignations and fond farewells (in no particular order).
Honourably mentioned in dispatches Martin Stainton, Bob Shafto, Jeremy Lawson, Jim Houston, Colin Aitken and the Adams family for keeping the life support system switched on and helping me pick up the pennies off the road to feed the meter for the light at the end of the tunnel.
A.M.S, Sound Control Edinburgh (you have the technology, we have the insurance) and Murray Seaton drum hire for the hardware, Gerry 'Scoop' Hamilton. Mummy and Daddy bear for back up in looking after the porridge and little bear. Jimmy Devlin (Eureka!), Graham Carpenter, Jo Busson, Debble Hanks (cheque it out!), Greg Sambrook, Phil Gibbs, John Reed, Shonadh - and all at Polydor for playing their part in the cunning plan.
Special thanks to Brian Lane for seeing and believing in my dream and picking up my flag, and to all the organisers and members of the Company for holding the torches in the tunnel.
Medal of honour to my wife Tamara and daughter Tara for their patience and understanding while allowing me to pursue the art of guddling.
Welcome back to the circus (cue bandwagon)



Nach zwei erfolgreichen Soloalben -- Vigil In The Wilderness Of Mirrors ('90) und Internal Exile ('91) -- stand dem ehemaligen Marillion-Sänger Fish der Sinn nach einer Coverplatte, auf der er seinen Kindheitsidolen nach Herzenslust Tribut zollen konnte. Das Ergebnis nennt sich Songs From The Mirror ('93) und dürfte so manchem Fish-Fan ein wenig sauer aufstoßen. Dass der talentierte Frontmann den Genesis-Hit "I Know What I Like" hinbekommen würde, war klar, denn nicht umsonst klingt Fish wie Peter Gabriels Zwillingsbruder. Auch "Fearless" von Pink Floyd klingt nicht übel, ansonsten vergreift sich der Schotte aber an Kompositionen, für die seine Stimmbänder nicht geschaffen sind. Egal ob Nummern von T. Rex, David Bowie, den Kinks oder der Sensational Alex Harvey Band: Fishs Interpretationen beweisen, dass er doch lieber bei seinen Leisten -- dem Progressive-Rock -- bleiben sollte.

Michael Rensen, Amazon.de



Mut hat er ja - doch daß Mut allein nicht ausreicht, zeigt die neue CD von Fish. Da versucht sich der schottische Sänger, der mit Marillion früher auf Sound-Anleihen bei Genesis setzte, an Coverversionen jener Stücke, die ihn als Teenager beeindruckten. Aber trotz zupackender Begleitband bleiben seine Fassungen von Alex-Harvey-, Pink-Floyd- und T-Rex-Songs eher flach. Immerhin: Mit dem Genesis-Oldie I Know What I Like tut er sich naturgemäß nicht ganz so schwer, und Apeman von den Kinks gelingt ihm ordentlich.

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In fremden Teichen zu schwimmen bekommt so machem Fisch gar nicht gut: Der Schotte Fish covert auf "Songs From The Mirror" neun Rock-Oldies von den "Questions" der Moody Blues über den "Apeman" der Kinks bis zur "Boston Tea Party" der Sensational Alex Harvey Band. Damit erfüllte sich der Ex- Sänger von Marillion einen Jugendtraum, doch nie erreicht er auch nur annähernd die Klasse der Originale - und mit seinen Arrangements bewegt er sich eindeutig in zu seichten Gewässern.

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Question

Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door
With a thousand million questions
About hate and death and war?
'Coz when we stop and look around us
There is nothing that we need
In a world of persecution
That is parting in its greed
Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door?
Because the truth is hard to swallow
It's like a wall of blood before
It's not the way that you say it when you do those things to me
It's more the way that you mean it when you tell me what will be
And when you stop and think about it
You won't believe it's true
That all the love you've been giving
Has all been meant for you

I'm looking for someone to change my life
I'm looking for a miracle in my life
But if you could see what it's done to me
To lose the love I knew
That safely leads me through
Between the silence of the mountains and the crashing of the sea
There lies a land I once lived in
And she's waiting there for me
But in the grey of the morning
My mind becomes confused
Between the dead, and the sleeping
And the road that I must choose
I'm looking for someone to change my life
I'm looking for a miracle in my life
And if you could see what it's done to me
To lose the love I knew
Could safely lead me to
The land that I once knew
The land as we grow old
The secrets of our soul
It's not the way that you say it when you do those things to me
it's more the way you really mean it when you tell me what will be
Why do we never get an answer
When we're knocking at the door?
With a thousand million questions
About hate and death and war
But when we stop and look around us
There is nothing that we need
In a world of persecution
That is parting in its greed


Boston Tea Party

Are you going to the party?
Are you going to the Boston Tea Party?
Redcoats in the village
There's fighting in the streets
The Indians and the mountain men, well
They are talking when they meet
The king has said he's gonna put a tax on tea
And that's the reason you all Americans drink coffee
Are you going to the party?
Are you going to the Boston Tea Party?
Fire in the mountains, flames upon the heath
And the president spits out the news
He's biting on wooden teeth
The children of the colonies
Got a different tale to tell
I'm going down to the city
Tell my folks I'm doing well
Are you going to the party?
Are you going to the Boston Tea Party?
Bringing back the buffalo to the long prairie
Bringing back the fishes swimming in the sea
The children of the colonies
Got a different tale to tell
I'm going down to the city
Tell my folks I'm doing well
Are you going to the party?
Are you going to the Boston Tea Party?


Fearless

You say the hill's too steep to climb
Climb it
You say you'd like to see me try
Climb it
You pick the place and I'll choose the time
And I'll climb the hill in my own way
Just wait a while for the right day
And as I rise above the treeline and the clouds
I look down hear the sound of the things you said today
Fearlessly the idiot faced the crowd, smiling
Nothing waits, the magistrate turns 'round, frowning
I know the fool who wears the crown
Go down in your own way
And everyday is the right day
And as you rise above the fearlines in the frown
You look down
Hear the sound of the faces in the crowd


Apeman

I think I'm sophisticated 'cause I'm living my life
Like a good homo sapien
But all around me everybody's multiplying and they're walking round like flies man
So I'm no better than the animals sitting in the cages in the zoo
Cause compared to the flowers and the birds and the trees
I am an apeman
I think I'm so educated and I'm so civilized cause I'm a strict vegetarian
But with the over-population and inflation and starvation
And the crazy politicians
I don't feel safe in this world no more
I don't want to die in a nuclear war
I want to sail away to a distant shore and make like an apeman
I'm an apeman, I'm an ape, apeman, oh I'm an apeman
I'm a King Kong man, I'm a voodo man, oh I'm an apeman
Cause compared to the sun that sits in the sky
Compared to the clouds as they roll by
Compared to the bugs and the spiders and flies I am an apeman
In man's evolution he's created the city and the motor traffic rumble.
But give me half a chance and I'd be taking off my clothes
And living in the jungle
Cause the only time that I feel at ease
Is swinging up and down in the coconut trees
Oh what a life of luxury to be like an apeman
I'm an apeman, I'm an ape, apeman, oh I'm an apeman
I'm a King Kong man, I'm a voodo man, oh I'm an apeman
I look out the window but I can't see the sky
The air pollution is a -------- up my eyes
I want to get out of this city alive and make like an apeman
Oh come on and love me, be my apeman girl
And we'll be so happy in my apeman world
I'm an apeman, I'm an ape, apeman, oh I'm an apeman
I'm a King Kong man, I'm a voodoo man, oh I'm an apeman
I'll be your Tarzan, you'll be my Jane
I'll keep you warm and you'll keep me sane
We'll sit in the trees and eat bananas all day, just like an apeman
I'm an apeman, I'm an ape, apeman, oh I'm an apeman
I'm a King Kong man, I'm a voodoo man, oh I'm an apeman
I don't feel safe in this world no more
I don't want to die in a nuclear war
I want to sail away to a distant shore and make like an apeman


Hold Your Head Up

And if it's bad
Don't let it get you down, you can take it
And if it hurts
Don't let them see you cry, you can take it
Hold your head up, hold your head up
Hold your head up, hold your head high
And if they stare
Just let them burn their eyes on you moving
And if they shout
Don't let them change a thing what you're doing
Hold your head up, hold your head up
Hold your head up, hold your head high


I Know What I Like

It's one o'clock and time for lunch
Dum-dee-dum-dee-dum-dum
When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench
I can always hear them talk
There's always been Ethel
"Jacob, wake up! You've got to tidy your room now"
And then Mister Lewis
"Isn't it time that he was out on his own?"
Over the garden wall, two little lovebirds - cuckoo to you
Keep them mowing blades sharp
I know what I like, and I like what I know
Getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show
Sunday night, Mr Farmer called, said
"Listen son, you're wasting your time
There's a future for you in the fire escape trade
Come up to town"
But I remembered a voice from the past
"Gambling only pays when you're winning"
I had to thank old Miss Mort for schooling a failure
Keep them mowing blades sharp
I know what I like, and I like what I know
Getting better in your wardrobe, stepping one beyond your show
When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench
I can always hear them talk
Me, I'm just a lawnmower - you can tell me by the way I walk


Solo

Good morning, good afternoon
And what have you got to say?
Well, I'm waiting, but I can't stay long
It's such a lovely day
There's a time to be talking
And there's a time when it's no use
Right now I think the things you say
Are liable to confuse
I've just gone solo
Do you play solo
Ain't life a solo?
What a wonderful way to live
She's travelling all over the world
Why, the flame and all the golden
Opportunities unfurled
No time for the gent with the Mulliner Bentley
And heaven knows what else
Why, he wouldn't even stand a chance
With all his oilwells
She just went solo
Do you play solo
Ain't life a solo
I've always lived in a maison
On the other side of the moon
I've always kept a unicorn
And I never sing out of tune
I could tell you that the grass
Is really greener on the other side of the hill
But I can't communicate with you
And I guess I never will
We've all gone solo
We all play solo
Ain't life a solo


Time and a Word

In the morning when you rise
Do you open up your eyes, see what I see
Do you see the same things everyday
Do you think of a way to start the day
Getting things in proportion
Spread the news and help the world go round

Have you heard of a time that would help us get it together again
Have you heard of a word that would stop us going round
When the time is near, the words you'll hear
When you get things in perspective
Spread the news and help the world go round

There's a time, and the time is now, and it's right for me
It's right for me, and the time is now
There's a word, and the word is love, and it's right for me
It's right for me, and the word is love

Well have you heard of a time that would help us get it together again
Have you heard of a word that would stop us going round
When the time is near, the words you'll hear
When you get things in perspective
Spread the news and help the world go round

Well there's a time, and the time is now, and it's right for me
It's right for me, and the time is now
There's a word, and the word is love, and it's right for me
It's right for me, and the word is love

There's a time, and the time is now, and it's right for me
It's right for me, and the time is now
There's a word, and the word is love, and it's right for me
Well It's right for me, and the word is love

There's a time, and the time is now, and it's right for me
It's right for me, and the time is now
There's a word, and the word is love, and it's right for me
Well it's right for me, and the word is love

There's a time, and the time is now, and it's right for me
It's right for me, and the time is now


The Seeker

Oh yeah
I looked under chairs, I looked under tables
I tried to find the key, to fifteen million fables
They call me the seeker, I've been searching low and high
I won't get to get what I'm after till the day I die
Well I asked Bobby Dylan, I asked the Beatles
I asked Timothy Leary, but he couldn't help me either
They call me the seeker, I've been searching low and high
I won't get to get what I'm after till the day I die
People tend to hate me, coz I never smile
When I ransack their homes, they want to shake my hand
I'm focusing on nowhere, I'm investigating miles
I'm a seeker, I'm a really desperate man, yeah
I won't get to get what I'm after till the day I die
I learnt how to raise my voice in anger
Hey but look at my face, ain't this a smile
Well I'm happy when it's good, and when it's bad I cry
I've got values, but I don't know how or why.
Looking for me, you're looking for you
We're looking at each other, but we don't know what to do
They call me the seeker, I've been searching low and high
I won't get to get what I'm after till the day I die
Won't they tell me, till the day I die


Jeepster

You're so sweet, you're so fine
I want you all and everything just to be mine
Coz you're my babe, yes you're my love
Girl I'm just a jeepster for your love
You slide so good, with bones so fair
You've got the universe reclining in your hair
Coz your my babe, coz your my love
Oh girl I'm just a jeepster for your love
Just like a car, your pleasing to behold
I'll call you Jaguar if I may be so bold
Coz your my babe, yes yes yes you are my love
Oh girl I'm just a jeepster for your love
The wild winds blow, upon your frozon cheeks
The way you flip your hip, well it always makes me weak
Coz your my babe, yes you are my love
Oh girl I'm just a jeepster for your love
Your motivation, is so sweet
Your vibrations, well there burning up my feet
Coz your my babe, yes you are my love
Oh girl I'm just a jeepster for your love
Oh girl, I'm just a vampire for your love
And I'm gonna suck ya
Gonna, gonna suck ya


Five Years

Pushing through the market square
So many mothers sighing
News had just come over
We had five years left to cry in
News guy wept and told us
Earth was really dying
Cried so much his face was wet
Then I knew he was not lying
I heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodies
Saw boys and toys, electric irons, TVs
My brain hurt like a warehouse
It had no room to spare
I had to cram so many things to store
Everything in there
And all the fat-skinny people
And all the tall-short people
And all the nobody people
And all the somebody people
I never thought I'd need so many people
A girl my age went off her head
Hit some tiny children
If the black hadn't a-pulled her off
I think she would have killed them
I saw a soldier with a broken arm
Fixed his stare to the wheels of a Cadillac
A cop knelt and kissed the foot of a priest
And a queer threw up at the sight of that
I think I saw you in an ice-cream parlour
Drinking milk shakes cold and long
Smiling and waving and looking so fine
Don't think you knew you were in this song
And it was cold and it rained
So I felt like an actor
And I thought of Ma
and I wanted to get back there
Your face, your race, the way that you talk
I kiss you, you're beautiful, I want you to walk
We got five years, stuck on my eyes
We got five years, what a surprise
We got five years, my brain hurts a lot
We got five years, that's all we've got

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