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Gary Moore: Dark Days in Paradise

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Label: Virgin Records
Released: 1997.05.22
Time:
 67:28
Category: Blues
Producer(s): See Artists ...
Rating: ****...... (4/10)
Media type: CD
Web address: www.gary-moore.com
Appears with:
Purchase date: 2002.02.15
Price in €: 9,99



 S o n g s ,   T r a c k s


[1] One Good Reason (G.Moore) - 3:02
[2] Cold Wind Blows (G.Moore) - 5:26
[3] I Have Found My Love in You (G.Moore) - 4:53
[4] One Fine Day (G.Moore) - 4:58
[5] Like Angels (G.Moore) - 7:32
[6] What Are We Here For? (G.Moore) - 5:44
[7] Always There for You (G.Moore) - 4:33
[8] Afraid of Tomorrow (G.Moore) - 6:42
[9] Where Did We Go Wrong? (G.Moore) - 6:36
[10] Business as Usual (G.Moore) - 18:02

 A r t i s t s ,   P e r s o n n e l


GARY MOORE - Gutars, Vocals, String Arrangement on [8], Producer

GUY PRATT - Bass
GARY HUSBAND - Drums
PHIL NICHOLAS - Keyboards, Programming
MAGNUS FIENNES - Keyboards, Programming
CHYNA GORDON - Backing Vocals
DEE LEWIS - Backing Vocals
ED SHERMUR - String Arrangement on [8]
NICK INGMAN - Arranger

CHRIS TSANGARIDES - Producer [1]-[5],[9]-[10]
ANDY BRADFIELD - Additional Producer, Producer on [6]-[8], Mixing
STUART WESTON - Photography
SONICON - Design

 C o m m e n t s ,   N o t e s


1997 CD Virgin 44165
1998 CD EMI 44165

1997 album featuring the singles 'One Good Reason' & 'I HaveFound My Love In You'. 10 tracks total. Full color picture disc. A Virgin Records release.



When I think of all the abuse I used to take defending Gary Moore's much criticised move to making blues albums, here he is with another complete u-turn and a '90s rock record. By '90s rock I mean just that, all weetbix and programming, rinky-dinky chinky-chinky drum sounds, testicle-free production values, and songs that sound like some computer generated them while the lads were out having a coffee break (probably decaf). Sufferin' fretboards Gazza, you're a guitar player, not a robot. Song-orientated is all very well if you can sing, and you never could. Where's that beautifully fluid guitar style, that magic touch that turned the gut inside out when you sustained those high notes? Maybe if you hadn't been around so long or hadn't had the benefit of working in close proximity with true rock writers like Phil Lynott there may be an element of forgiveness here. As it stands this album is nothing short of a bunch of crap. For god's sake, don't let your old mate Peter Green hear this. He's suffered enough.

Kevin Byrt
© 1997 Real Groovy Promotions publication.



Schuster, bleib' bei deinen Leisten: Es wäre schön gewesen, wenn Gary Moore dieses Motto beherzigt hätte. Der irische Saitenvirtuose zeigt sich wieder einmal als stilistisches Chamäleon und serviert ein schwer verdauliches Gebräu aus Pop, HipHop, Blues und Rock-Elementen. An der Gitarre hält sich der Meister aber leider über Gebühr zurück. Dafür versucht er sich verstärkt als Sänger. Dieses Fach beherrschte der Ire jedoch noch nie. "Dark Days In Paradise" ist qualitativ meilenweit von Moores Meilenstein "Wild Frontiers" ('87) entfernt.

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Mit "Dark Days In Paradise" steht ein neues Album vor der Tür, das augenscheinlich auch eine neue Phase seiner Karriere einläutet. "Einige Leute werden eine dicke Überraschung erleben", lächelt er verschmitzt und freut sich schon auf die kontroversen Reaktionen, die das neue Album auslösen wird. Zwar finden sich noch einige tradtionelle Rocksongs, doch daneben gibt es Töne, die von einem langjährigen Rock-Haudegen kaum zu erwarten waren: HipHop-Grooves, Jungle-Beats, Drum-Computer - auf seine alten Tage entdeckt Moore mit großer Freude die Klangwelten der elektronischen Tanzmusik. "Ich kann mich nicht mal mehr erinnern, wann ich das lezte Mal ein traditionelles Rock-Album gekauft habe. Statt dessen habe ich alles mögliche gehört: House, Reggae, Swing. Vor allem die Dance-Rhythmen sind momentan enorm abwechlungsreich und faszinieren mich einfach", schwärmt er "und wenn man diese Sounds dann noch mit guten Songs verbindet, finde ich das sehr interesssant. ** M: 7-8 ** K: 7-8

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 L y r i c s


ONE GOOD REASON

Take me out of here.
This place is gettin' much to small.
Make me disappear,
vanish through the nearest wall.

Give me one good reason why I should stay.
Give me one good reason to go on this way.
Give me one good reason why I should stay with you,
with you.

Take me out of here.
This place is closing in on me.
Make it disappear,
somewhere else I wanna be.

Give me one good reason why I should stay.
Give me one good reason to go on this way.
Give me one good reason why I should stay with you,
with you.
How, yeah.

Give me one good reason why I should stay.
Give me one good reason to go on this way.
Give me one good reason why I should stay with you,
with you, with you.

Take me out of here.


COLD WIND BLOWS

Sun don't shine 'round here no more,
since my baby walked on out that door.
She broke my heart, make no mistake.
All I did was give.
All she did was take.
But don't you know,
where she goes,
the cold wind blows.

Well, my baby told so many lies.
I couldn't see through my blinded eyes.
She choked me up with her bad, bad seed.
Took the flowers I gave her
and strangled them with weeds.
But don't you know,
where she goes,
the cold wind blows.

I ain't gonna cry no more.
I ain't gonna cry no more.
I ain't gonna cry no more,
cry no more.

Sun don't shine 'round here no more,
since my baby walked on out that door.
She broke my heart, make no mistake.
All I did was give.
And all she did was take.
But don't you know,
where she goes,
the cold wind blows.
The cold wind blows.

I ain't gonna cry no more.
I ain't gonna cry no more.
I ain't gonna cry no more.
I ain't gonna cry no more.
Ain't gonna cry no more,
cry no more.
Gonna cry no more.
Ain't gonna cry no more.


I HAVE FOUND MY LOVE IN YOU

I can still remember,
like it was yesterday,
the pain inside my heart
as you turned to walk away.

I don't know and I don't care
what the people say.
I don't know and I don't care,
I love you anyway.

For I have found my love in you.
And I have found a love so true.

I can still remember,
like it was just the other day.
I could have done without those stories
while you're so far away.

I don't know, I don't care
what my friends all say.
I don't know and I don't care,
I love you anyway.

For I have found my love in you.
And I have found a love so true.

Ooh, that first sweet night together.
I will remember it forever.
I put my heart on the line.
Though I knew I was wrong,
I would keep holding on.

Do you still remember
all those times ago?
When you lay like a flame in my arms,
and I could never let you go.

For I have found my love in you.
And I have found a love so true.
Yes, I have found my love in you.
And I have found a love so true.

I don't know and I don't care.
Ooh, that first sweet night together.
I don't know, I don't care.
I will remember it forever.


ONE FINE DAY

One of these days we'll be together.
One of these days we'll be as one.
Love and illumination
all across every nation.

One fine day, we will walk in the sunshine.
One fine day, we will reach to the stars.
Oh-oh, wow-wow-wow-wow-wo-wow.

One of these days we'll be together.
One of these days we'll be as one.
Love and illumination
all across every nation.

One fine day, we will walk in the sunshine.
One fine day, we will reach to the stars.
Oh-oh, wow-wow-wow-wow-wo-wow.

Even as we speak, time marches on.
Even as we speak, the devil's plan goes on.

One fine day, we'll be together.
One fine day, we'll be as one.
Oh-oh, wow-wow-wow-wow-wo-wow.
Oh-oh, wow-wow-wow-wow-wo-wow.

One fine day.
One fine day.

One fine day.
One fine day.
One fine day.
One fine day.


LIKE ANGELS

In every heart a story is told.
There's a way you can believe in forever.
In every life the story unfolds,
like a mystery for you to see
and tear away the mask.

Hold on to your dreams,
learn how to fly like angels.
Hold on to your dreams,
soaring above, wings of love.

In every tear a lesson to learn.
There's a way you can believe in forever.
Time never hears the reasons we give.
It just marches on until it's gone,
forever and a day.

Hold on to your dreams,
learn how to fly like angels.
Hold on to your dreams,
soaring above, wings of love.

Hold on to your dreams,
learn how to fly like angels.
Hold on to your dreams,
soaring above, wings of love.

Hold on to your dreams,
learn how to fly like angels.
Soaring high above,
wings made from love.


WHAT ARE WE HERE FOR?

Searching for the answers,
looking for the meaning of our different ways.
Try to understand it,
all of our misgivings is the price we pay.

But what are we here for?
Have we learned a single thing?
What are we here for?
Have we been through everything,
or must we stay until we get it right?

Travelling through the darkness,
guided by the light that shines on everyone.
Each of us an island,
moving through the universe since time began.

But what are we here for?
Have we learned a single thing?
What are we here for?
Have we been through everything,
or must we stay until we get it right?

So many of our dreams are telling us just who we are,
where we're from and how we came so far.
If we would only listen to the things within we know are true,
then all of us would see a brighter day.

Searching for the answers,
hidden in the meaning of our different ways.
Try to understand it,
all of our misgivings is the price we pay.

But what are we here for?
Have we learned a single thing?
What are we here for?
Have we been through everything,
or must we stay until we get it right?
Or must we stay until we get it right?


ALWAYS THERE FOR YOU

The rhythm of our lives is changing day by day.
It seems no matter what I do or what I say,
that I'm always there for you,
but you're never here for me.

So many times you take me halfway to my dreams,
but then you close the door, and every time it seems
that I'm always there for you,
but you're never here for me.
Yes, I'm always there for you,
but you're never here for me.

The rhythm of our lives is changing day by day.
It seems no matter what I do or what I say,
that I'm always there for you,
but you're never here for me.
Yes, I'm always there for you.

I am always there for you,
but you're never here for me.
Yes, I'm always there for you,
but you're never here for me.

I'm always there for you.
I'm always there for you.
I'm always there for you.
I'm always there for you.


AFRAID OF TOMORROW

All of our destinies
written within us.
No more of falling for
the world's biggest lie.
Are you so jealous of the wind and her freedom?
Nothing can stop you now.
Live in your dreams.

Are we afraid of tomorrow?
Are we afraid of tomorrow?

Crossing the wilderness,
finding the treasure.
Buried within yourself
all you desire.
Soul of the world can see
all you are feeling.
Heeding the wise man's words,
all things are one.

Are we afraid of tomorrow?
Are we afraid of tomorrow?

Mmah, ah.

All of our destinies
written within us.
No more of falling for
the world's biggest lie.
Are you still jealous of the wind and her freedom?
Nothing can stop you now,
so live in your dreams.

Are we afraid of tomorrow?
Are we afraid of tomorrow?

Afraid of tomorrow.
Afraid of tomorrow.

Oh, afraid.
Oh, oh afraid.
Oh, afraid.


WHERE DID WE GO WRONG?

Ever since it all began,
a woman and an only man.
What happened to the world in which we're living?
We take, when all this time we could be giving.
And I ask myself each day,
where did we go wrong?
And I wonder when I pray,
where did we go wrong?

Ever since it all began,
one woman and a lonely man.
I worry for the world in which we're living.
We take, when all this time we could be giving.
And I ask myself each day,
where did we go wrong?
And I wonder when I pray,
where did we go wrong?

With every turn our world is growing older.
But does it mean our hearts are turning colder?
With every teardrop falls a shining star.
It seems so wrong, but now we've come so far.

After all is said and done,
I know I'm not the only one
who worries for this world in which we're living,
who cares about the love we should be giving.
And I ask myself each day,
where did we go wrong?
And I wonder when I pray,
where did we go wrong?


BUSINESS AS USUAL

The pink crucifix with the ivory Jesus I wanted.
The man with the blood on his hands, as I ran from the river.
Kissing my cousin, before they took her to the graveyard.
Trembling at night from the violence I heard from my bedroom.

These are my memories.
These are my memories,
coming home.

Called up at school, for my hand wasn't there to say "present".
Running the gauntlet outside the Club Rado at dawn.
Rory and me, without a spare string between us.
Catching the last bus halfway through I'm So Glad.

These are my memories.
These are my memories,
coming home.

Philip and me and 'the Brush' ridin' 'round in a Transit.
The Bailey, the Strangely's, the smoke and the speed and the acid.
I lost my virginity to a Tipperary woman.
A heart that was broken, but it wasn't the first or the last time.

These are my memories.
These are my memories,
coming home.

Under the wings of the man they called Green, I found freedom.
Three children, one wife, a twist of the knife and a scandal.
Divorce, separation, some kind of salvation came lately.
So many have gone, but I know it's just business as usual.

Oh, these are my memories.
These are my memories.
These are my memories.
These are my memories.
These are my memories.
These are my memories,
coming home.

These memories keep coming back.
Those memories keep coming back.
All those years ago.
All those years ago.

These are my memories.
These are my memories.
These are my memories.

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