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Marillion: Tales from the Engine Room

 A l b u m   D e t a i l s


Label: Eagle Records
Released: 1998.09.29
Time:
 58:57
Category: Pop/Rock
Producer(s): Marc Mitchell, Mark Daghorn
Rating: ******.... (6/10)
Media type: CD
Web address: www.marillion.com
Appears with:
Purchase date: 2002.07.06
Price in €: 13,99



 S o n g s ,   T r a c k s


[1] Estonia (Helmer/Hogarth/Kelly/Mosley/Rothery/Trewavas) - 11:43
[2] The Memory of Water (Helmer/Hogarth/Kelly/Mosley/Rothery/Trewavas) - 9:36
[3] This Strange Engine (Helmer/Hogarth/Kelly/Mosley/Rothery/Trewavas) - 20:38
[4] One Fine Day (Helmer/Hogarth/Kelly/Mosley/Rothery/Trewavas) - 8:20
[5] Face 1004 (Helmer/Hogarth/Kelly/Mosley/Rothery/Trewavas) - 8:27
[6] 80 Days (Helmer/Hogarth/Kelly/Mosley/Rothery/Trewavas) - 8:49

 A r t i s t s ,   P e r s o n n e l


STEVE HOGARTH - Percussion, Keyboards, Vocals, Voices, Arranger
IAN MOSLEY - Percussion, Drums, Arranger
MARK KELLY - Keyboards, Background Vocals, Arranger
STEVE ROTHERY - Guitar, Background Vocals, Arranger
PETE TREWAVAS - Bass, Arranger, Background Vocals

MARC MITCHELL - Programming, Engineering
BILL SMITH - Graphic Design

 C o m m e n t s ,   N o t e s


1998 CD Cleopatra 375
2001 CD Big Eye 4042

We vowed never to let anyone do this.

I'd heard reconstuctions and remixes before and it seemed to me that the purpose of the art form, at best, was to produce some kind of cerebral trip, attained throuch dance in the tribal sense... often with a bit of help from 'substabces.' At worst, though, I thought it was just a way of imposing a dance rhythm on a previously arranged song in order to hit another market and make money.

Positive Light seemed to have an element in their work that we hadn't often heard in the genre before - depth of emotion, empathy, soul or whatever you want to call something that elevates music above mere entertainment.

You may not like all of this album, but you'll LOVE some of it. Which tracks you love and hate will depend on what you're into and who you are. If you love ALL of it, congratulations! - you're genuinely devoid of prejudice. Vows are often made in a state of innocence and broken in the light of experience. Of this I'm positive.

Steve Hogarth



Marillion teams up with U.K. dance band the Positive Light to produce a remix album of tracks from the 1997 album This Strange Engine. Although the album breathes new life into a fairly weak release, it will appeal to techno-dance fans far more than Marillion aficionados. The remix of "Memory of Water" was a minor dance club hit in Europe, prompting the general release of the album (the initial release was privately labeled).

Dale Jensen, All-Music Guide, © 1992 - 2002 AEC One Stop Group, Inc.
 

 L y r i c s


ESTONIA

Feeling you shake
Feel your heart break
Thinking if only, if only, if only, if only
And the salt water runs
Through your veins and your bones
Telling you no not this way, not this way, not this way
And you would give anything
Give up everything
Offer your life blood away
For yesterday

No one leaves you
When you live in their heart and mind
And no one dies
They just move to the other side
When we're gone
Watch the world simply carry on
We live on laughing and in no pain
We'll stay and be happy
With those who have loved us today

Finding the answer
It's a human obsession
But you might as well talk to the stones and the trees and the sea
'Cause nobody knows
And so few can see
There's only beauty and caring and truth beyond darkness

No one leaves you
When you live in their heart and mind
And no one dies
They just move to the other side
When we're gone
Watch the world simply carry on
We live on laughing and in no pain
We'll stay and be happy
With those who have loved us today

And we won't understand your grief
Because time is illusion
As this watery world spins around
This timeless sun
Will dry your eyes
And calm your mind

No one leaves you
When you live in their heart and mind
And no one dies
They just move to the other side
When we're gone
Watch the world simply carry on
It's okay, we will stay and be happy
Stay and be happy
With those who have loved us today


MEMORY OF WATER

I wonder if my rope's still hanging from the tree
By the standing pool where you drank me
And filled me full of thirsty love
And the memory of water?
I wonder if a king still fishes there
His back towards the burned-out air
His laughing catches singing loud
The memory of water

Your taste is blood and ecstasy
But I must drink you all alone
You're freckled like a speckled egg
A dove, but this bird has flown
O stay with me sweet memory
O stay with me

I wonder if my rope's still hanging from the tree
By the standing pool where you drank me
As pain flows through me like champagne
Of the memory of water


THIS STRANGE ENGINE

There was a boy who came into this world
At the hands of a holy woman in a holy place
He wore a red coat and walked a bulldog
Saw them reflected in the mirror of the lakes
Lived in the shadow of the mountains
With the smells of disinfectant, dusty old leather
And the polished wood of his bed
No more than a baby feeding swans on the river
Holding the hands of his mother
And the wax paper bag of yesterday's bread
And his father on the other side of the world
On the ships railings and some far away tide
With the silent dry tear of home thoughts from abroad
In his far away eyes
In his far away eyes

The smell of the wax on the wooden floor
Mixture of polish and soap
No children to fear or to play with
Rows of empty hooks for the coats
An upright piano and the boys in the choir
Still remind him of just before he was born
Remind him of just before he was breathing
Strange misty visions of God
Turn the cities into families
Into villages of souls
Hovering in the air while they're sleeping
With their houses invisible
Chase the moon between the buildings
Running as fast as I could run
Send to me the ghosts of Christmas
Whispering, "You're the only one"

And ever since I was a boy
I never felt that I belonged
Like everything they did to me
Was an experiment to see
How I would cope with the illusion
In which direction would I jump
Would I do it all the same
As the actors in the game
Or would I spit it back at them
And not get caught up in their rules
And live according to my own
And not be used, not be used
To find the fundamental truths
It was going to take some time
Thirty five summers down the line
The wisdom of each passing year
Seems to serve only to confuse
Seems to serve only to confuse

Daddy came out the navy and took us away
To his dirty grey home town
And he worked down on a coal mine for National Service
So that he could be around
There was a magical purple in the chrome of the exhaust
Of his Triumph motor bike
And a warmth of oil and metal and the thrill of the hard corner
Holding tight

From the horizon
Came home from the Navy to the mine
From the horizon
To buried alive
Took his dream underground
Buried his treasure in his faraway eyes

And one day as the boy lay sleeping in the sunshine
Of a half remembered afternoon
A cloud of bees with no particular aim, and no brain
Found the boy, decided that his time had come
Came down out of the sky
Stung him in the face
Again and again
Blue pain
Screaming like baptism
Intravenous, Jesus!
Like being chosen
Blue pain from something with no brain
I can't explain
It's happening again
It's happening again

Oh Mummy, Daddy, will you sit a while with me
Oh Mummy, Daddy, will you jog my memory
Tell me tall tales of Montego Bay
Table mountain, flying fish, banana spiders, pots of paint
And the sun on the equator
Setting like an ember thrown to deep water
From crimson to black
But coming back
Tomorrow
On the horizon

The blue pain
Fades to a point where it doesn't fade
It stayed
Blue
Stirred his red coat heart to this strange engine
This love

This love
This inconvenient, blind, blood-diamond
This puzzle
I don't understand
That knows no faith
And tries and fails
And tries again
Stares at the sea
The night's dark deep
For one last time
And bleeds
And bleeds
And dies for you
And lies
And is to blame
And is ashamed
And is not the same
And is true
And is true


ONE FINE DAY

When we were young we used to say
Things would be different
One fine day
The walls would crumble
Nations sing as one
We live in hope
Cause so far it hasn't come
Listening to the pouring rain
Waiting for the world to change
Beginning to wonder if we'll wait in vain
For one fine day

Oh, how years change
The things for which we strive
A better world, or just a quiet life
What seemed so simple
Is still so far away
Don't hold you breath waiting
For one fine day

Listenin' to the pouring rain
Waiting for the world to change
Beginning to wonder if we'll wait in vain
For one fine day

Life is strange
It can seem you're high and dry
Turn around
You find there's nothing in this world you recognise
Did we fall asleep babe?
Dreaming that dream babe?

Listening to the pouring rain
Did we fall asleep babe?
Dreaming that dream babe?
One fine day


FACE 1004

Instrumental


EIGHTY DAYS

Staring down from this high window
At the faces in the line
Cold from hours of waiting
How many people can you love?
When you're black and blue with bruises
From collisions on the road
The friction grind of travelling
This is the never ending show
All over the world in eighty days
Head in a blur of information
What kind of a man could live this way
I do what I can
I do okay

But right now
All I want to do
Is get real
If that's all right with you

Woke up last night under the mountains
Driving from Zurich to Milan
I lay there listening to the echoes
Thinking of Iceland and Japan
So many smiles, so many faces
And my home so far away
I lose some of me in all these places
And I can't help the way I'm changed

All over the world in eighty days
Memories turn like magazine pages
What kind of a man could live this way
I do what I can
But I can't escape it

Right now
All I want to do
Is get real
If that's all right with you
Right now
All I want to do
Somehow
Be myself with you

All over the world in eighty days
Alcohol haze of information
What kind of a man could live this way
As long as I have
And stay the same

Right now
All I want to do
Is get real
If that's all right with you
Right now
All I want to do
Get real
If that's all right with you
For just one night with you
If that's all right with you

Get real
Get real right now
Somehow

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