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Steve Hackett: Beyond the Shrouded Horizon

 A l b u m   D e t a i l s


Label: Inside Out Music
Released: 2011.09.26
Time:
 57:52
Category: Progressive rock
Producer(s): Steve Hackett, Roger King
Rating:
Media type: CD
Web address: www.hackettsongs.com
Appears with: Genesis, GTR, Peter Gabriel, Tony Banks, Mike Rutherford, Phil Collins, Chris Squire, Steve Howe
Purchase date: 2012
Price in €: 25,00





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[1] Loch Lomond (Steve Hackett, Jo Hackett, Roger King) - 6:50
[2] The Phoenix Flown (Steve Hackett, Jo Hackett, King) - 2:08
[3] Wanderlust (Steve Hackett, Jo Hackett, King) - 0:44
[4] Til These Eyes (Steve Hackett, Jo Hackett, King) - 2:41
[5] Prairie Angel (Steve Hackett, Jo Hackett, Steve Howe, Jonathan Mover) - 2:59
[6] A Place Called Freedom (Steve Hackett, Jo Hackett, King) - 5:57
[7] Between the Sunset and the Coconut Palms (Steve Hackett, Jo Hackett, King) - 3:18
[8] Waking to Life (Steve Hackett, Jo Hackett, King) - 4:50
[9] Two Faces of Cairo (Steve Hackett, Jo Hackett, King) - 5:13
[10] Looking for Fantasy (Steve Hackett, Jo Hackett, King) - 4:33
[11] Summer's Breath (Steve Hackett, Jo Hackett, King) - 1:12
[12] Catwalk (Steve Hackett, Jo Hackett, King) - 5:44
[13] Turn This Island Earth (Steve Hackett, Jo Hackett, Howe, King, Mover) - 11:51

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Steve Hackett - Guitars, Vocals, Harmonica on [1-13], Producer

Nick Beggs - Bass, Chapman Stick, Pink Ukele on [1,6]
Dick Driver - Double Bass on [4,7,10,13]
John Hackett - Flute on [9] Vocals on [7]
Roger King - Keyboards, Programming on [1-13]
Amanda Lehmann - Vocals on [1,6,8] Guitar on [5,6]
Gary O'Toole - Drums on [1,2,5,8,9] Vocals on [1,6]
Simon Phillips - Drums on [12,13]
Chris Squire - Bass on [10,12,13]
Richard Stewart - Cello on [4,7,9,10]
Christine Townsend - Violin, Viola on [4,7,9,10]
Rob Townsend - Sax, Whistle, Bass Clarinet on [1,4,5,6,8]

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Beyond the Shrouded Horizon is an album by musician Steve Hackett.

Hackett says: “My new album Beyond the Shrouded Horizon breaks free from its moorings in early autumn and sets sail through choppy riffs and sudden electric storms to the odd romantic isle...”

“From Sinbad seas to Star Trek oceans of deep sky, it’s an odyssey. Invisible chords link pop to pomp, blues to baroque, embracing all genres discovered along the way. Let chthonic guitar forces and power of song take you to where waves crash through de-tuned orchestras over the edge of charted territories.”

This eagerly awaited new album follows hot on the heels of the tremendous success of his previous opus Out of The Tunnel’s Mouth which until now has been heralded as his strongest work.

Beyond the Shrouded Horizon is a deeply profound and mystical, yet heartfelt and spellbinding, progressive rock record which will seduce the listener and marks another step on the enthralling journey we are taking with Hackett as he makes sense of his life through music.

The album strikes a joyous note while remaining a fascinating and deeply personal affair. As Steve says “For all you restless souls out there, tighten your seatbelts and join me at full throttle on a ride from the shores of Loch Lomond to the Rings of Saturn.”

Beyond The Shrouded Horizon, Steve’s 24th solo release, charts an intriguing journey into the unknown on beautiful numbers like the epic A Place Called Freedom and the romantic melodies of Looking For Fantasy. Hackett pioneered the “tapping” technique which influenced the likes of Eddie Van Halen and countless other virtuous guitarists as well as producing countless classic works as a member of Genesis and GTR but Beyond The Shrouded Horizon is set to be a work of historic significance which represents the pinnacle of achievement thus far in his stellar solo career.

The band features long time collaborators Roger King (Keyboards), Gary O’Toole (Drums), Rob Townsend (sax, whistle, bass clarinet), Nick Beggs (bass) and the seductive vocals of Amanda Lehmann (who also plays guitar). Roger King and Steve’s wife Jo have written several of the tracks with Steve. Special guests include YES bassist Chris Squire, drummer Simon Phillips and flutist John Hackett, Steve’s brother.

insideoutmusic.com



At 61, Steve Hackett continues to fly the flag of early Genesis-style British progressive rock on his ambitious 2011 studio album, Beyond the Shrouded Horizon. He reminds listeners of his majestic approach to electric guitar playing at the outset on "Loch Lomond," and then alternates the heavy rock playing with delicate acoustic work, starting with the brief "Wanderlust," actually an introduction to the longer "Til These Eyes." Some of the songs have vocals with ethereal lyrics, on which Hackett's modest singing voice is supported by several others, including that of his brother, co-songwriter, and flute player John Hackett. A Middle Eastern flavor is added on "Waking to Life (with guitarist Amanda Lehmann on vocals), while "Looking for Fantasy" has a stately, classical feel, with Hackett contributing nylon-string guitar, leading into the Renaissance-styled "Summer's Breath." But "Catwalk," which follows, is one of the disc's more raucous rockers, and the nearly 12-minute "Turn This Island Earth" encapsulates many of the styles that have gone before. The album's first disc is accompanied by a second CD running just under 29 minutes that is more of a guitar showcase, with vocals only on a couple of tracks. Again, Hackett alternates full-on rockers with soft acoustic passages, even pausing in mid-disc for the classical piece "Pieds en l'Air," composed by Peter Warlock. The album ends with the martial rhythms of "Eruption: Tommy" and another shredding extravaganza, "Reconditioned Nightmare." The guitarist remains at the peak of his powers, and if listeners have heard much of this kind of thing before, they are not likely to be disappointed by hearing more of it.

William Ruhlmann - All Music Guide



Steve Hackett, with a solo career of well over 30 years behind him is certainly not resting on his laurels with this album of both literal and metaphorical travellin’ tales. Backed by his usual electric band Steve takes us on an Odyssey from Loch Lomond, the band marching over the hills on the back of an almost metal riff, to end with the epic symphonic tale of Turn This Island Earth, on the way visiting many exotic corners of the globe and indeed beyond and inward. Make of that what you will!

On the way we encounter all sorts of styles melded together to make an involving and cohesive whole, and without any of the tempo and mood changes sounding forced. A great blues-rock riff that puts me in mind of early Uriah Heep crashes into the almost sedate introduction to Prairie Angel, and throughout the album classical touches abound as do various world music influences. Possibly a balalaika on Waking To Life is later complimented by a distinct middle eastern feel, leading into some Kashmir-like sounds on the intro to Two Faces Of Cairo, so far one of my favourite moments on the album.

Throughout Steve’s guitar sounds more energised than ever, when one would expect a mellowing over time, and he even verges on heavy in places, especially on blues shouter Catwalk. Some of the songs are bridged with short acoustic pieces which add to the overall cinematic atmosphere.

The longest song on the album is the closer Turn This Island Earth, clocking in at just under 12 minutes. As befitting such a mini-epic, everything is thrown at this, the orchestra and the treated vocals at the start lending it an almost ethereal presence until a rock riff from Steve takes the song down another alley, but the theme is never lost even in the more chaotic Sorcerer’s Apprentice sounding moments. A classical symphony in miniature, this is an unexpected but great way to end a fine album, which, at just short of an hour long has not made the mistake of many over-ambitious projects where bands feel they have to get as close to filling eighty minutes as possible. In Steve’s case never mind the width, feel the quality.

The second CD has, we assume, a few items recorded at the same time as the main album but not necessarily fitting in with the theme. This CD at just under half an hour starts with the Four Winds mini-suite featuring some fine classical piano and classical guitar, as well as some restrained electric soloing from Steve.

Classical piece Pieds En L’Air conjures visions of costume dramas in the grounds of stately homes, electric instrumental She Said Maybe is pleasant if unassuming, and there’s a stunning cover of Focus song segment Eruption:Tommy, not bad for a bonus disc, but you should be more than sated with the main course anyway.

There’s no doubting the love and enthusiasm Steve and the band have put into the making of this well produced album, and Steve along with Roger King and wife Jo have written some gorgeous stuff here that sounds at times like the soundtrack to an epic film, and it sure is a journey well worth taking.

…and I didn’t even mention the “G” word!

Roger T. - August 16, 2011
Copyright © 2010-2014 Prog Sphere & Prog Sphere Promotions



Steve Hackett ist ein innovativer Rockmusiker, der für sein unglaubliches Talent bekannt ist. Er war Lead-Gitarrist bei Genesis, spielte dort zusammen mit Gabriel, Collins, Banks und Rutherford, und war an der Entstehung von berühmten Alben wie »Selling England By The Pound« beteiligt. Am 23. September erscheint sein neues Soloalbum als CD, als Limited Edition 2-CD-Media-Book inklusive Bonus-CD mit sechs bisher unveröffentlichten Tracks und als Doppel-LP mit Klappcover.

JPC.de



"Mit dem Schwung der Alben Out Of The Tunnel's Mouth und Live Rails im Rücken geht Hackett aber unbeirrt seinen Weg, mixt Prog-Rock mit bluesigem Heavy Metal, Singer / Songwriter-Folk mit orchestraler Power, zeigt eindrucksvoll, wie kreativ er immer noch ist."

Good Times, Dezember 2011 / Januar 2012



"Besonderen Glanz verleiht dem Studioalbum die Gästeliste mit Groovedoktor Simon Phillips und Chris "Fish" Squire (bss). Ansonsten alles weitgehend unverändert bei der "Electric Band" mit u. a. Bruder John Hackett (flte), Roger King (keyb, hat auch produziert) Nick Beggs (bss, stick) oder Gary O' Toole (drms)."

K. Reckert - gaesteliste.de



Also, Faulheit kann man Mister Hackett auch im Alter von 61 Lenzen nicht grade vorwerfen. Nach dem grandiosen "Out Of The Tunnel's Mouth" aus dem Vorjahr und dem vor kurzem nachgeschobenen Live-Doppelalbum "Live Rails" beglückt uns der ehemalige GENESIS-Saitenzauberer mit einem neuen Werk, und man darf wie immer Art Rock vom Feinsten erwarten, garniert mit reichlich Klassik und Folklore.

Schon der bombastisch angehauchte Opener trägt zu hundert Prozent Hackett's Handschrift, und seine angenehm warme Stimme verbreitet vom Fleck weg wohliges Feeling. Das Album ist eigentlich ein zusammenhängendes Werk, wobei man aber die einzelnen Teile durchaus auch aus dem Kontext reißen darf: selbst kurze Bridges und Zwischenspiele wie "Wanderlust" oder "Summer's Breath" klingen für sich selbst genommen immer noch interessant.

Dass die Stärke auf den längeren Tracks liegt, kann man so aber auch wiederum nicht sagen, denn die Liebe zum Detail kommt hier in jedem noch so kleinen Abschnitt zum Tragen. Bei dem Aufgebot an Kult-Musikern aber auch kein Wunder: unter anderem sind diesmal Star-Drummer Simon Phillips und YES-Basser Chris Squire mit von der Partie, neben den üblichen Verdächtigen wie Nick Beggs, Amanda Lehmann oder Roger King, der das Album auch produziert, gemixt und gemastert hat.

Besser ist halt, man tut sich "Beyond The Shrouded Horizon" im Ganzen an, dann klingt alles wie ein schlüssiges Ganzes. Besonders den schleppenden Blues "Catwalk", das lieblich folkige "A Place Called Freedom" (mit ein wenig YES-Schlagseite) und den episch ausladenden Longtack "Turn This Island Earth", der sich über fast zwölf Minuten in alle musikalischen Himmelsrichtungen von Bombastrock bis Klassik erstreckt, möchte ich zum Reinhören empfehlen.

Wer Steve Hackett's mittlerweile relativ ausufernden Back-Katalog kennt und mag, der wird sich auch mit dieser Scheibe ziemlich schnell anfreunden. Große Überraschungen spart der gute Mann sich hier, dafür gibt's wie auch sonst zeitlose Rockmusik vom Allerfeinsten. Wo Hackett draufsteht ist eben auch immer Qualität drin - da drück ich doch glatt mal eben den "Gefällt Mir" Button...

Wertung: 4.5 von 5.0
Mike Seidinger (17. September 2011)
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LOCH LOMOND

Palms hanging over the sparkling water
Champagne on ice a coconut surprise
Laughter from the rails as yachts set sail
With waves crashing over the shores of Loch Lomond

Crocodile tears under chandelier
Cicadas chatter above the veranda
Birds of Paradise smiles and alibis
Heard by no-one on the shores of Loch Lomond

A merry dance a sarabande in castles made of sand
When your world is washed away in the cold light of day

Christmas suntan a winter summerland
Rhythm of the shingle face tingle
Love songs on the surf should I believe the words
Since when were you on the shores of Loch Lomond

Illusion and facade a crying heavy heart
Within the mists that rise from waters of cold ice
Loch Lomond
A humming bird in snow when darkness is aglow
The pain that cracks the shell the breaking of a spell
Loch Lomond


THE PHOENIX FLOWN

Instrumental.


WANDERLUST

Instrumental.


TIL THESE EYES

We're all toys of time
Up to the end
No one owns the night
Meanwhile the river bends
Lace lies and butterflies
Flying high above

Til these eyes have seen enough

The clock is always ticking
Hanging on the wall
The mirror's always cracked
Waiting for us all
A rose by any other name
Squandered in the dust

Til these eyes have seen enough

The currency that lingers
Far heavier then gold
The beauty of the first bloom
A fairytale of old
Torn into pieces
A childhood map of love

Til these Eyes have seen enough

Punch drunk in the wind
Your play is nearly run
The carpet snatched beneath you
Just when you're having fun
The cards are in your hand
It's time to call your bluff

Til these eyes have seen enough
Til these eyes have seen love


PRAIRIE ANGEL

Instrumental.


A PLACE CALLED FREEDOM

I saw her on the planes
I watched her through the rain
On a buffalo dawn
Running barefoot through the corn
Her wild rose complexion
With eyes downturned
Became my obsession
I knew I had to return

To a place called freedom
To a place called freedom

High Indian cheekbones
Held by wonder
She moaned like the whining wind
Chased by thunder
Torn between home
And the horizon
A dancing gazelle
In Eternity's sunrise

To a place called freedom
To a place called freedom

To a place called freedom
A place called freedom

High Indian cheekbones
Held by wonder
She moaned like the whining wind
Chased by thunder
Torn between home
And the horizon
A dancing gazelle
In Eternity's sunrise

To a place called freedom
To a place called freedom


BETWEEN THE SUNSET AND THE COCONUT PALMS

Listen for the boatman's call
We're casting off as evening falls
Creeping through the harbour lights
Entering the night
Tattered posters on the pier
With laughing clowns and cavaliers
Faded smiles that drift away
And never shed a tear

We're heading out of sight
Beyond the walls of wrong and right
Desperate dreamers on the seas
Renegades and refugees

The whistling wind the rising swell
We heard six bells and all was well
Accordions sway beneath the lamps
Drunk on contraband
A cosy magic eiderdown
We can't wake up we've run aground
Unchartered lands we're lost at sea
Washed up and cast away

We're heading out of sight
Beyond the walls of wrong and right
Desperate dreamers on the seas
Renegades and refugees


WAKING TO LIFE

Waking to live learning to love
Like the rising tide quickening the blood
Glide of the falcon flight of the dove
Saw you in my dreams telepathy of love

And I've never seen your face before

Clouds like fountains in the air
Run to earth they soak the ground
A mountain range your glistening face
Monsoon falls a heart that pounds

And I've never seen your face before

Moon and Earth two are in one
Like the rising tide taken at the flood
Ancient mud red walls of clay
Kissed by sun at break of day
The singing moon that fills the room
Silent call of sand dunes

And I've never seen your face before

Waking to life


TWO FACES OF CAIRO

Instrumental.


LOOKING FOR FANTASY

She stops to remember a gentler time
With layers of pastel and blue tinted eyes
She's dating a guy who's half her age
Who vaguely resembles a young Jimmy Page

She's only looking for fantasy
She's only looking for fantasy

While trying out perfumes in Peter Jones
A fragrance reminds her of a time in Kings Road
In an open top car the Kennedys passed by
To this day she swears that Jack gave her the eye

She's only looking for fantasy
She's only looking for fantasy

She's only looking for fantasy
She's only looking for fantasy

She tried Karl Marx and Reverend Sun Moon
A Californian commune and Tuscany too
Somewhere in Time, A Walk in the Clouds
With Women in Love, Far from the Madding Crowd

She's only looking for fantasy
She's only looking for fantasy
She's only looking for fantasy
She's only looking for fantasy


SUMMER'S BREATH

Instrumental.


CATWALK

You were born out in the fields
Way back when your life was real
Now you look at those you despise
With your catwalk eyes

From the wrong side of the tracks
Swore you were never ever going back
Nature gave you the perfect disguise
Catwalk eyes

Princes and poets and congressmen
At your feet they stand in a long line
They want to meet you as you walk by
Flashing those catwalk eyes

Born in the fields
Way back when your life was real
Now you look at those you despise
With your catwalk eyes


TURN THIS ISLAND EARTH

A starfish in a sea of dreams
A ride that's never ending
From a lost world into a spinning
Fairground in space
Shining teapot spilling a mother ship of fire
Aladdin's lamp pouring down the Milky Way
Big Dipper roller coaster jumping jack exploding
Night and day you've whirling on a ferris wheel

Turn this Island Earth

A red shift cluster bright
Signal from the other side
Lampwick and Slats are laughing
Beyond the speed of light years passing
All the shooting stars
Rings of Saturn calling a red planet blazing
The singing moans of Jupiter around your eyes

Turn this Island Earth

Looking back from where we are
City lights clusters of stars
While we fly
A jewel in the crown of a universe
Saphire blue in a golden starburst
Oceans of deep blue

Standing on the moon
Gazing at all the mountains in China
Mother Earth sleeping
With all her children inside her

Starbound spirits
Rising in mind out of time
Free from the bonds around us
Captives in waking mankind

Turn this Island Earth

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