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Peter Gabriel: 4th Album - "Security"

 A l b u m   D e t a i l s


Label: Virgin Records
Released: 1982
Time:
 45:48
Category: Pop/Rock
Producer(s): David Lord, Peter Gabriel
Rating: ********** (10/10)
Media type: CD
Web address: www.petergabriel.com
Appears with: Genesis, Tony Banks, Steve Hackett, Mike Rutherford, Phil Collins, Tony Levin, David Rhodes
Purchase date: 1988
Price in €: 14,99



 S o n g s ,   T r a c k s


[1] The Rhythm of the Heat (Peter Gabriel) - 5:16
[2] San Jacinto (Peter Gabriel) - 6:21
[3] I Have the Touch (Peter Gabriel) - 4:31
[4] Family and the Fishing Net (Peter Gabriel) - 7:01
[5] Shock the Monkey (Peter Gabriel) - 5:25
[6] Lay Your Hands on Me (Peter Gabriel) - 6:06
[7] Wallflower (Peter Gabriel) - 6:30
[8] Kiss of Life (Peter Gabriel) - 4:17

 A r t i s t s ,   P e r s o n n e l


Peter Gabriel - Flute, Arranger, Drums, Horn, Keyboards, Marimbas, Programming, Vocals, Backing Vocals, Surdo, Art Direction

Peter Hammill - Vocals, Backing Vocals
Ekome Dance Company - Drums
John Ellis - Guitar, Vocals
Larry Fast - Synthesizer, Moog Synthesizer
Jill Gabriel - Vocals, Backing Vocals
Roberto Laneri - Saxophone
Tony Levin - Bass, Stick, Vocals
David Lord - Synthesizer, Keyboards, Producer, Engineer,
Jerry Marotta - Drums, Vocals, Surdo
Julian Mendelsohn - Remixing
Stephen Paine - Synthesizer, Programming, Saxophone, Swanee (Slide Whistle), Engineer, fairlight
Morris Pert - Percussion, Timbales
David Rhodes - Guitar, Vocals, Backing Vocals

Larry Fast - Electronic production and processing
David Lord - Engineer
Neil Perry - Ass. Engineer
Julian Mendelsohn - Remix Engineer
Danny Heaps - Remix Engineer
Mike King - Digital Editing

 C o m m e n t s ,   N o t e s


Recorded at home (first two weeks by Mobile One), mixed at Crescent Studios, Bath.
Remix of Shock the Monkey at Sarm Studios, London.
Digital Editing at Advision Studios, London.

German release (Deutsches Album) has German lyrics, slightly different track times and different track order.

LP:
UK Charisma PG 4
US Geffen GHS 2011
Germany Charisma 6302 221
Cassette:
UK Virgin/Charisma PGMC 4
US Geffen M5 2011
Germany Charisma 7144 221
CD:
UK Virgin PGCD 4: 1987
US Geffen 2011-2
Germany Virgin XCDSCD 4
Germany Virgin XPGCD 4



Produced by David Lord and Peter Gabriel, this is really a transitional album, borrowing from the heavily treated approach to sound found on the Lillywhite work while embracing more worldbeat rhythms. The music is less dissonant. Thematically, Gabriel picks up the human rights thread he started with "Biko" on "Wallflower." "Kiss of Life" suggests a hopefulness emerging in his work. Includes the hit "Shock the Monkey."

Rick Clark, Copyright © , All-Music Guide

 

 L y r i c s


The Rhythm of the Heat

Looking out the window
I see the red dust clear
High up on the red rock
Stands the shadow with the spear
 
The land here is strong
Strong beneath my feet
it feeds on the blood
it feeds on the heat
 
     The rhythm is below me
     The rhythm of the heat
     The rhythm is around me
     The rhythm has control
     The rhythm is inside me
     The rhythm has my soul
 
     The rhythm of the heat
     The rhythm of the heat
     The rhythm of the heat
     The rhythm of the heat
 
Drawn across the plainland
To the place that is higher
Drawn into the circle
That dances round the fire
We spit into out hands
And breathe across the palms
Raising them up high
Help open to the sun
 
Self-conscious, uncertain
I'm showered with the dust
The spirit enter into me
And I submit to trust
 
     Smash the radio
     No outside voices here
     Smash the watch
     Cannot tear the day to shreds
     Smash the camera
     Cannot steal away the spirits
     The rhythm is around me
     The rhythm has control
     The rhythm is inside me
     The rhythm has my soul


San Jacinto

Thick cloud - steam rising - hissing stone on sweat lodge fire
Around me - buffalo robe - sage in bundle - run on skin
Outside - cold air - stand, wait for rising sun
Red paint - eagle feathers - coyote calling - it has begun
Something moving in - I taste it in my mouth and in my heart
It feels like dying - slow - letting go of life

Medicine man lead me up though town - Indian ground -
so far down
Cut up land - each house - a pool - kids wearing water
wings - drink in cool
Follow dry river bed - watch Scout and Guides make
pow-wow signs
Past Geronimo's disco - Sit 'n' Bull steakhouse - white
men dream
A rattle in the old man's sack - look at mountain top -
keep climbing up
Way above us the desert snow - white wind blow
 
I hold the line - the line of strength that pulls me through
the fear
San Jacinto - I hold the line
San Jacinto - the poison bite and darkness take my sight -
I hold the line
And the tears roll down my swollen cheek - think I'm losing
it - getting weaker
I hold the line - I hold the line
San Jacinto - yellow eagle flies down from the sun -
from the sun
 
      We will walk - on the land
      We will breathe - of the air
      We will drink - from the stream
      We will live - hold the line


I Have the Touch

The time I like is the rush hour, cos I like the rush
The pushing of the people - I like it all so much
Such a mass of motion - do not know where it goes
I move with the movement and ... I have the touch
 
I'm waiting for ignition, I'm looking for a spark
Any chance collision and I light up in the dark
There you stand before me, all that fur and all that hair
Oh, do I dare ... I have the touch
 
     Wanting contact
     I'm wanting contact
     I'm wanting contact with you
     Shake those hands, shake those hands
     Give me the thing I understand
     Shake those hands, shake those hands
     Shake those hands, shake those hands
 
Any social occasion, it's hello, how do you do
All those introductions, I never miss my cue
So before a question, so before a doubt
My hand moves out and ... I have the touch
 
     Wanting contact
     I'm wanting contact
     I'm wanting contact with you
     Shake those hands, shake those hands
     Give me the thing I understand
     Shake those hands, shake those hands
 
Pull my chin, stroke my hair, scratch my nose, hug my knees
Try drink, food, cigarette, tension will not ease
I tap my fingers, fold my arms, breathe in deep, cross my legs
Shrug my shoulders, stretch my back - but nothing seems
     to please
 
     I need contact
     I need contact
     Nothing seems to please
     I need contact


The Family and the Fishing Net

     Suffocated by mirrors, stained by dreams
     Her honey belly pulls the seams
     Curves are still upon the hinge
     Pale zeros tinge the tiger skin
 
     Moist as grass, ripe and heavy as the night
     The sponge is full, well out of sight
     All around the conversations
     Icing on the warm flesh cake
 
     Light creeps through her secret tunnels
     Sucked into the open spaces
     Burning out in sudden flashes
     Draining blood from well-fed faces
 
     Desires form in subtle whispers
     Flex the muscles in denial
     Up and down its pristine cage
     So the music, so the trial
 
     Vows of sacrifice, headless chickens
     Dance in circles, they the blessed
     Man and wife, undressed by all
     Their grafted trunks in heat possessed
 
     Even as the soft skins tingle
     They mingle with the homeless mother
     Who loves the day but lives another
     That once was hers
 
     The worried father, long lost lover
     Brushes ashes with his broom
     Rehearses jokes to fly and hover
     Bursting over the bride and groom
 
     And the talk goes on
 
     Memories crash on tireless waves
     The lifeguards whom the winter saves
 
     Silence falls the guillotine
     All the doors are shut
     Nervous hands grip tight the knife
     In the darkness, till the cake is cut
     Passed around, in little pieces
     The body and the flesh
     The family and the fishing-net
     And another in the mesh
 
     The body and the flesh


Shock the Monkey

Shock the monkey to life
Shock the monkey to life
 
Cover me when I run
Cover me through the fire
Something knocked me out' the trees
Now I'm on my knees
Cover me, darling please
Monkey, monkey, monkey
Don't you know when you're going to shock the monkey
 
Fox the fox
Rat the rat
You can ape the ape
I know about that
There is one thing you must be sure of
I can't take any more
Darling, don't you monkey with the monkey
Monkey, monkey, monkey
Don't you know you're going to shock the monkey
 
     Wheels keep turning
     Something's burning
     Don't like it but I guess I'm learning
 
Shock! - watch the monkey get hurt, monkey
 
Cover me, when I sleep
Cover me, when I breathe
You throw your pearls before the swine
Make the monkey blind
Cover me, darling please
Monkey, monkey, monkey
Don't you know you're going to shock the monkey
 
     Too much at stake
     Ground beneath me shake
     And the news is breaking
 
Shock! - watch the monkey get hurt, monkey
 
Shock the monkey
Shock the monkey
Shock the monkey to life


Lay Your Hands on Me

Sat in the corner of the Garden Grill, with plastic flowers
on the window sil
No more miracles, loaves and fishes, been so busy with the
washing of the dishes
Reaction level's much too high - I can do without the stimuli

I'm living way beyond my ways and means, living in the
zone of the inbetweens
I can see the flashes on the frozen ocean, static charge of
the cold emotion
Watched on by the distant eyes - watched on by the silent
hidden spies
 
     But still the warmth flows through me
     And I sense you know me well
     No luck, no golden chances
     No mitigating circumstances now
     It's only common sense
     There are no accidents around here
 
     I am willing - lay your hands on me
     I am ready - lay your hands on me
     I believe - lay your hands on me, over me
 
Working in gardens, thornless roses, fat men play with their
garden hoses
Poolside laughter has a cynical bite, sausage speared by the
cocktail satellite
I walk away from from light and sound, down stairways
leading underground
 
     But still the warmth flows through me
     And I sense you know me well
     It's only common sense
     There are no accidents around here
 
     I am willing - lay your hands on me
     I am ready - lay your hands on me
     I believe - lay your hands on me, over me
     over me
 
     Lay your hands on me
     Lay your hands on me
     Lay your hands on me, over me


Wallflower

6x6 - from wall to wall
Shutters on the windows, no light at all
Damp on the floor you got damp on the bed
They're trying to get you crazy - get you out of your head
They feed you scraps and they feed you lies
To lower your defences, no compromise
Nothing you can do, they day can be long
You mind is working overtime, you body's not too strong
 
Hold on, hold on
They put you in a box so you can't get heard
Let your spirit stay unbroken, may you not be deterred
 
     Hold on, you have gambled with your own life
     And you face the night alone
     While the builders of the cages
     They sleep with bullets, bars and stone
     They do not see your road to freedom
     That you build with flesh and bone
 
They take you out - the light burns your eyes
To the talking room - it's not surprise
Loaded questions from clean white coats
Their eyes are all as hidden as their Hipppcratic Oath
They tell you - how to behave, hehave as their guest
You want to resist them, you do your best
They take you to your limits, they take you beyond
For all that they are doing there's no way to respond
 
Hold on, hold on
They put you in a box so you can't get heard
Let your spirit stay unbroken, may you not be deterred
 
     Hold on, you have gambled with your own life
     And you face the night alone
     While the builders of the cages
     They sleep with bullets, bars and stone
     They do not see your road to freedom
     That you build with flesh and bone
 
Though you may disappear, you're not forgotten here
And I will say to you, I will do what I can do
 
You may disappear, you're not forgotten here
And I will say you you, I will do what I can do
And I will do what I can do
And I will do what I can do


Kiss of Life

     See me a big woman, big woman look how you dance
     See me a big woman, big woman caught in a trance
 
Dancing on the tabletop, covered up with the Easter feast
You're dancing for the fishermen, from the very large right
to the least
Dancing for the slow release, first the boy and then the beast
Then the beast
 
     Burning, buring with the kiss of life
     Burning, buring with the kiss of life
 
     See me, a big woman, big woman so full of life
     See me, a big woman, big woman going to be my wife
 
Watching for the different eyes - they change your face -
they come inside
Watch the spirits laugh and cry, watch them find a place
to hide
Watch the spirits talk in tongues, watch them take you for
a ride
 
Down at the ocean lies a body in the sand
Big woman sits beside, head in hand
With heat from her skin, and fire from her breath
She blows hard, she slows deep in the mouth of death
 
     Burning, burning with the kiss of life
     Burning, burning with the kiss of life
     Burning, burning with the kiss of life

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