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King Crimson: Three of a Perfect Pair

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Label: Virgin Records
Released: 1984
Time:
 41:15
Category: Pop/Rock
Producer(s): See Artists ...
Rating: ********.. (8/10)
Media type: CD
Web address: www.king-crimson.com
Appears with: Robert Fripp, Tony Levin
Purchase date: 1998.03.01
Price in €: 10,99



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[1] Three of a Perfect Pair (King Crimson) - 4:13
[2] Model Man (King Crimson) - 3:49
[3] Sleepless (King Crimson) - 5:22
[4] Man with an Open Heart (King Crimson) - 3:04
[5] Nuages [That Which Passes, Passes Like Clauds] (King Crimson) - 4:47
[6] Industry (King Crimson) - 7:05
[7] Dig Me (King Crimson) - 3:17
[8] No Warning (King Crimson) - 3:29
[9] Larks' Tongues in Aspic, Part III. (A.Belew) - 6:08

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Adrian Belew - Guitar, Composer, Vocals, Fretless Bass
Bill Bruford - Drums, Electric Drums
Robert Fripp - Guitar, Keyboards, Remastering
Tony Levin - Synthesizer, Bass, Stick, Vocals, Background Vocals

Bob Clearmountain - Mixing
Brad Davis - Engineer
Tony Arnold - Engineer, Remastering
Ray Niznick - Assistant Engineer
Peter Hefter - Assistant Engineer
Timothy Eames - Artwork


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All songs written by King Crimson.


The third LP in the trilogy that began with Discipline and Beat finds King Crimson exploring the same adventurous turf as on those previous LPs. On side one of Three Of A Perfect Pair the experimental leanings of the musicians develop from a more mainstream framework. "Sleepless" is the standout, a hard rockin' funk track which could break through to AOR and pop radio much the same way "Burning Down The House" did. (A club mix by Francois Kevorkian is in the works.) "Man With The Open Heart" is similar in mood to Beat's "Heartbeat" - both soothing and invigorating. The title track falls somewhere in between - Robert Fripp's guitar loops and nuances are most enticing, and Adrian Belew's vocals soar above them. Side two is more exploratative - here all the players search for new territory on their respective instruments in an exciting adventure in sound and atmosphere. "Industry" and "Larks Tongue In Aspic Part III" are the most stirring. Listen carefully to this LP - it's worth every moment.

CMJ New Music Report, © 1978-1998 College Media Inc. All rights reserved.



Upon its release in 1984, Three of a Perfect Pair caused some unrest among fans of King Crimson. Most of their audience felt that the band had made a conscious and obvious decision to try to break through to a more mainstream pop audience. But in hindsight, this is hardly the case; it sounds unlike anything that was out at the time. Like 1982's Beat, Three of a Perfect Pair doesn't quite meet the high standards set by 1981's Discipline, but does contain a few Crimson treats. The opening title track contains an unrelenting groove that never seems to let up, while "Sleepless" starts off with Tony Levin laying down some funky bass until Adrian Belew's trademark paranoid vocals kick in and assure the listener that "it's alright to feel a little fear." Also included are the seven-minute instrumental soundscape "Industry" and the cautionary tale of a "Model Man." This would prove to be the new King Crimson's last release for nearly ten years; the group disbanded soon after as its members concentrated on solo careers and other projects, until a mid-'90s reunion brought them all back together.

Greg Prato, All-Music Guide
 

 L y r i c s


Three Of A Perfect Pair

she is susceptible
he is impossible
they have their cross to share
three of a perfect pair...
he has his contradicting views
she has her cyclothymic moods
they make a study in despair
three of a perfect pair...

one, one too many
schizophrenic tendencies
keeps it complicated
keeps it agggravated
and full of this hopelessness
what a perfect mess...


Model Man

look at the signs
look at the symptoms
look at the slight
calm before the storm
I feel the silence
I feel the signals
I feel the strain
tension in my head
well, what more can be said...

not a model man
not a saviour or a saint
imperfect in a word
make no mistake
but I
give you everything I have
take me as I am...


Sleepless

in the dream I fall into the sleepless sea
with a swell of panic and pain
my veins are aching for the distant reef
in the crush of emotional waves...

alright, get a hold of yourself
an' don't fight it, it's over your head
it's alright, the rumble in your ears
it's alright to feel a little fear
an' don't fight it, it's over your head
it's alright, you wake up in your bed...

silhouettes like shivering ancient feelings
they cover my foreign floors and walls
submarines are lurking in my foggy ceiling
they keep me sleepless at night...

hey, can you picture the sight
the figures on the beach in the searing night
and the roaring hurt of my silent fight...
can you pull me out
of this sleepless night
can you pull me out?...


Man With An Open Heart

she wouldn't need to be a bird without a wing
or be a servant to a telephone ring
she could be sleeping in the comfort of another bed
it wouldn't matter to a man with an open heart
here comes right now...

she could be moody, dramatic as a play
or be evasive as a shadow in the shade
could be irregular and singing in her underwear...
it wouldn't matter to a man with an open heart
here comes right now...

her wild and wise womanly
introspectiveness
her faults and files of foolishness...

wouldn't matter to a man with an open heart...
here comes right now...


Nuages (That Which Passes, Passes Like Clouds)

(instrumental)


Industry

(instrumental)


Dig Me

it's here I sit and rust amid this ruin and rancor like tire irons
toothy grills and car parts before me...the acid rain floods my
floorboard, burns my pores, and rots my upholstry.. once I was
worshipped, polished magnificently, now I lay in decay by the dirty
angry bay...

I'm ready to leave
I wanna get out of here
I'm ready to ride away
I don't want to die in here
I'm ready to ride

mmy skin is metallic now, no longer an elegant powder blue... my body
unhinged and sleeping in the jungle of motor block manifolds and metal
relics... what was deluxe becomes debris, I never questioned loyalty,
but this dead end demolishes the dream of an open highway...

dig me...but don't...bury me


No Warning

(instrumental)


Larks' Tongues In Aspic Part III

(instrumental)

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