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Genesis: Trespass

 A l b u m   D e t a i l s


Label: Virgin Records
Released: 1970
Time:
 42:42
Category: Pop/Rock
Producer(s): John Anthony
Rating: ******.... (6/10)
Media type: CD
Web address: www.worldofgenesis.com
Appears with: Peter Gabriel, Phil Collins, Steven Hackett, Mike + The Mechanics, Tony Banks, Ray Wilson
Purchase date: 1987
Price in €: 14,99



 S o n g s ,   T r a c k s


[1] Looking for Someone (T.Banks/P.Gabriel/A.Phillips/M.Rutherford/J.Mayhew) - 7:04
[2] White Mountain (T.Banks/P.Gabriel/A.Phillips/M.Rutherford/J.Mayhew) - 6:41
[3] Visions of Angels (T.Banks/P.Gabriel/A.Phillips/M.Rutherford/J.Mayhew) - 6:50
[4] Stagnation (T.Banks/P.Gabriel/A.Phillips/M.Rutherford/J.Mayhew) - 8:48
[5] Dusk (T.Banks/P.Gabriel/A.Phillips/M.Rutherford/J.Mayhew) - 4:12
[6] Knife (T.Banks/P.Gabriel/A.Phillips/M.Rutherford/J.Mayhew) - 8:56

 A r t i s t s ,   P e r s o n n e l


Peter Gabriel - Flute, Percussion, Accordion, Arranger, Drums, Tambourine, Vocals
Anthony Phillips - 12 String & Electric Guitar, Arranger, Vocals
John Mayhew - Drums, Vocals
Mike Rutherford - Bass, Guitar, Arranger, Electric Bass, Cello, Vocals, 12 String Guitar
Anthony Banks - Organ, Guitar, Piano, Arranger, Vocals, Mellotron

David Hentschel - Tape Operator

 C o m m e n t s ,   N o t e s


Recorded at Trident Studios, London, July 1970.

Liner art includes a painting of a tree with a knife in it, and drawings around and within the lyrics.

Paul Whitehead discussed his painting for the cover of this album in Armando Gallo's book: Whitehead thought the band were very "different" when he first met them, and wanted to do something like a Medieval line drawing and then slashing it. the slashing was done with a razor blade and the knife was just a prop, which was added before the whole frame was photographed. The band were apparantly concerned that he would do a "bum slash". The idea was that the inside of the room would be black and white, while the outside through the window would be in colour, but each time the picture was reprinted it came out more blue than grey. Ripping the painting was "Trespassing" against it.

LP:
UK Charisma CAS 1020: (dark pink label, gatefold with art etc)
UK Virgin CHC 12: (gatefold, re-release, art???)
UK Charisma/Virgin 206 920 gatefold with art, lyrics
US ABC/Impulse AS 9205: (gatefold with art, lyrics, credits
US ABC ABCX 816
Germany Charisma/Phillips 6369 905 gatefold with lyrics sheet
Japan Charisma RJ-7301
Cassette:
UK Charisma CAS 1020
UK Charisma 7208 551: (Has Looking and Stagnation swapped)
UK Virgin CHCMC 12: (re-release)
US MCA 1653: 1980
CD:
UK Virgin CASCD 1020: 1985
US MCA MCAD-1653: 1993 (First US CD release, no lyrics, ADD)
UK Virgin CASDX 1020 (1994 remaster)



The group's first truly progressive album, and their first record for the Charisma label (although Trespass was released in America by ABC, which is how MCA comes to have it today), is important mostly as a formative effort. Peter Gabriel, Tony Banks, and Michael Rutherford are here, but the guitarist is Anthony Phillips, and the drummer is John Mayhew. Gabriel, Banks, Phillips, and Rutherford are responsible for the compositions, which are far more ambitious than the group's earlier efforts ("Silent Sun," etc.). Unfortunately, much of what is here is more interesting for what it points toward than what it actually does -- the group reflects a peculiarly dramatic brand of progressive rock, very theatrical as music, but not very successful. The lyrics are complex enough, but lack the unity and clarity that would make Genesis' subsequent albums among the most interesting of prog-rock efforts to analyze. Gabriel's voice is very expressive but generally lacks power and confidence, while the conventional backup vocalizing by the others is wimpy, and Phillips' playing is muted. Tony Banks' keyboards are the dominant instruments, which isn't that bad, but it isn't the Genesis that everyone came to know. The soft, lyrical "Visions of Angels" and "Stagnation" are typical, gentle works by a band that later learned how to rock much harder. Only one of the songs here, "The Knife" -- which rocks harder than anything else on Trespass and is easily the best track on the album -- lasted in the group's concert repertory past the next album. The MCA CD sounds good enough, though it was not remastered at the time the Charisma/Atlantic output by the band was redone.

Bruce Eder, All-Music Guide
 

 L y r i c s


Looking For Someone

Looking for someone, I guess I'm doing that,
Trying to find a mem'ry in a dark room.
Dirty man, you're looking like a Buddha,
I know you well - yeah.

Keep on a straight line, I don't believe I can,
Trying to find a needle in a haystack.
Chilly wind you're piercing like a dagger,
It hurts me so - yeah.

Nobody needs to discover me,
I'm back again.
You see the sunlight through the
Trees to keep you warm,
In peaceful shades of green.
Yet in the darkness of my mind
Damascus wasn't far behind.

Lost in a subway, I guess I'm losing time,
There's a man looking at a magazine.
You're such a fool, your mumbo-jumbo
Never tells me anything - yeah.

Nobody needs to discover me,
I'm back again.
You feel the ashes from the
Fire that kept you warm.
Its comfort disappears,
But still the only friend I know
Would never tell me where I go.

Looking for someone,
And now I've found myself a name.
Come away, leave me,
All that I have I will give.
Leave me, leave me,
All that I am I will give.


White Mountain

Thin hung the web like a trap in a cage,
The fox lay asleep in his lair.
Fang's frantic paws told the tale of his sin,
Far off the chase shrieked revenge.
   Outcast he trespassed where no wolf may tread,
   The last sacred haunt of the dead.
   He learnt of a truth which only one wolf may know,
   The sceptre and crown of a king.
   Howling for blood, One-eye leads on the pack,
   Plunging through forest and snowstorm.

Steep rose the ridge, ghostly peaks climbed the sky,
Fang sped through jungles of ice.
Hard on his tail, One-eye drew from the pack -
An old hero conquered by none.
   Steep, far too steep, grew the pathway ahead,
   Descent was the only escape.
   A wolf never flees in the face of his foe,
   Fang knew the price he would pay -
   One-eye stood before him
   With the crown upon his head,
   Sceptre raised to deal the deadly blow.

Fang, son of Great Fang, the traitor we seek,
The laws of the brethren say this:
That only the king sees the crown of the gods,
And he, the usurper, must die.
   Snarling he tore at the throat of his foe,
   But Fang fought the hero in vain.
   Dawn saw the white mountain tinted with red -
   Never would the crown leave again.
   One-eye his the crown and with laurels on his head
   Returned amongst the tribe and dwelt in peace.


Visions Of Angels

Standing in a forest gazing at the sun
   looking at the trees but there's not even one
See a rippling stream that smiles and then goes by
   run to feel its comfort but the water's dry.

I see her face and run to take her hand
Whey she's never there I don't understand
The trumpets sound my whole world crumbles down

Visions of angels all around
   dance in the sky
Leaving me here
   forever goodbye.

As the leaves will crumble so will fall my love
   for the fragile beauty of our lives must fade
Though I once remember echoes of my youth
   now I sense no past, no love that ends in love

Take this dream the stars have filled with light
As the blossom glides like snowflakes from the trees
In vengeance to a god no-one can reach.

Visions of angels all around
   dance in the sky
Leaving me here
   forever goodbye.

Ice is moving and world's begun to freeze
   see the sunlight stopped and deadened by the breeze
Minds are empty bodies move insensitive
   some believe that when they die they really live

I believe there never is an end
God gave up this world its people long ago
Why she's never there I still don't understand

Visions of angels all around
   dance in the sky
Leaving me here
   forever goodbye.

Visions of angels all around
   dance in the sky
Leaving me here
   forever goodbye.


Stagnation

To Thomas S. Eiselberg, a very rich man, who was wise enough to spend all his fortunes
in burying himself many miles beneath the ground. As the only surviving member of the
human race, he inherited the whole world.

Here today the red sky tells his tale,
   but the only listening eyes are mine
There is peace amongst the hills,
   and the night will cover all my pride.
Blest are they who smile from bodies free,
   seems to me like any other crowd
   who are waiting to be saved.

Wait, there still is time for washing in the pool,
   wash away the past.
Moon, my long-lost friend is smiling from above,
   smiling at my tears.
Come we'll walk the path to take us to my home,
   keep outside the night.
The ice-cold knife has come to decorate the dead,
   somehow.

And each will find a home,
And there will still be time,
   for loving my friend
   - You are there -

And I will wait for ever, beside the silent mirror
And fish for bitter minnows amongst the weeds and slimy water.

I, I...said I want to sit down
I, I...said I want to sit down.
I want a drink - I want a drink,
To take all the dust and the dirt from my throat,
I want a drink - I want a drink,
To wash out the filth that is deep in my guts,
I want a drink.

THEN LET US DRINK - THEN LET US SMILE
- THEN LET US GO.


Dusk

See my hand is moving
   touching all that's real
And once it stroked love's body
   now it claws the past.

   The scent of a flower,
   The colours of the morning,
   Friends to believe in,
   Tears soon forgotten,
   See how the rain drives away, another day.

If a leaf as fallen
   does the tree lie broken?
And if we draw some water
   does the well run dry?

   The sigh of a mother,
   The screaming of lovers,
   Like two angry tigers,
   They tear at each other,
   See how for him lifetime's fears disappear.

Once Jesus suffered,
   Heaven could not see him.
And now my ship is sinking,
   The captain stands alone.

   A pawn on a chessboard,
   A false move by God will now destroy me,
   But wait, on the horizon,
   A new dawn seems to be rising,
   Never to recall this passerby, born to die.


The Knife

For Those that Trespass against us

Tell me my life is about to begin
   Tell me that I am a hero,
Promise me all of your violent dreams
   Light up your body with anger.
Now, in this ugly world
   it is time to destroy all this evil.
Now, when I give the word
   get ready to fight for your freedom
Now -

Stand up and fight, for you know we are right
   We must strike at the lies
   That have spread like disease through our minds.
Soon we'll have power, every soldier will rest
   And we'll spread out our kindness
   To all who our love now deserve.
Some of you are going to die -
   Martyrs of course to the freedom that I shall provide.

I'll give you the names of those you must kill,
   All must die with their children.
Carry their heads to the palace of old,
   Hang them high, let the blood flow.
Now, in this ugly world
   break all the chains around us,
Now, the crusade has begun
   give us a land fit for heroes,
Now -

Stand up and fight, for you know we are right
   We must strike at the lies
   That have spread like disease through our minds.
Soon we'll have power, every soldier will rest
   And we'll spread out our kindness
   To all who our love now deserve.
Some of you are going to die -
   Martyrs of course to the freedom that I shall provide.

We are only wanting freedom
We are only wanting freedom
We are only wanting freedom
We are only wanting freedom ("Freedom, freedom, freedom, freedom...")
We are only wanting freedom ("Things are getting out of control here today")
We are only wanting freedom ("OK men - fire over their heads!")
We are only wanting freedom

--- WE HAVE WON ---

Some of you are going to die,
    Martyrs of course to the freedom that I shall provide.

 M P 3   S a m p l e s


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