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The Police: Regatta de Blanc

 A l b u m   D e t a i l s


Label: A&M Records
Released: 1979.10.01
Time:
 41:42
Category: Pop/Rock
Producer(s): See Artists ...
Rating: ********.. (8/10)
Media type: CD
Web address: www.thepolice.com
Appears with: Sting
Purchase date: 2002.02.20
Price in €: 6,99



 S o n g s ,   T r a c k s


[1] Message in a Bottle (Sting) - 4:49
[2] Reggatta de Blanc (Police) - 3:14
[3] It's Alright for You (Copeland/Sting) - 3:05
[4] Bring on the Night (Sting) - 4:16
[5] Deathwish (Police) - 4:13
[6] Walking on the Moon (Sting) - 4:59
[7] On Any Other Day (Copeland) - 2:56
[8] Bed's Too Big Without You (Sting) - 4:24
[9] Contact (Copeland) - 2:39
[10] Does Everyone Stare (Copeland) - 3:49
[11] No Time This Time (Sting) - 3:18

 A r t i s t s ,   P e r s o n n e l


GORDON "Sting" SUMMERS - Bass, Arranger, Vocals, Producer
STEWART COPELAND - Arranger, Drums, Vocals, Producer
ANDY SUMMERS - Guitar, Arranger, Vocals, Producer

NIGEL GRAY - Producer, Engineer
STEWART WHITMORE - Compilation Producer
MICHAEL ROSS - Art Direction
DAVE COLLINS - Mastering
JANETTE BECKMAN - Photography
JAMES WEDGE - Photography
MICHAEL ROSS - Design

 C o m m e n t s ,   N o t e s


1979 CD A&M 75021-3312-2
1979 LP A&M 4792
1990 LP A&M 3312
1990 CS A&M 75021-3312-4



By 1979's Reggatta De Blanc (translation: White Reggae), non-stop touring had sharpened the Police's original blend of reggae-rock to perfection, resulting in breakthrough success. Containing a pair of massive hit singles — the inspirational anthem "Message in a Bottle" and the spacious "Walking on the Moon" — the album also signaled a change in the band's sound. Whereas their debut got its point across with raw, energetic performances, Reggatta De Blanc was much more polished production-wise, and fully developed from a songwriting standpoint. While vigorous rockers did crop up from time to time ("It's Alright for You," "Deathwish," "No Time This Time," and the Grammy-winning instrumental title track), the material was overall much more sedate than the debut — "Bring On the Night," "The Bed's Too Big Without You," and "Does Everyone Stare." Also included was Stewart Copeland's one and only lead vocal appearance on a Police album, the witty "On Any Other Day," as well as one of the band's most eerie tracks, "Contact." With Reggatta De Blanc, many picked Sting and Co. to be the superstar band of the '80s, and the Police would prove them correct on their next release.

Greg Prato - All Music Guide
© 1992 - 2002 AEC One Stop Group, Inc.



Those people who indicted the Police's debut album — citing the trio's arch exploitation of the New Wave — will find plenty on Reggatta de Blanc to justify charges of recidivism. The group once again exhibits the same high-handed, crafty superciliousness that marred Outlandos d'Amour. "The other ones are complete bullshit," announces drummer Stewart Copeland, introducing the new record's "On Any Other Day," his mocking chronicle of suburban miseries. "You want something corny?" he asks. "You got it" is his answer. Elsewhere, bassist-frontman Sting's spliff-and-swagger reggae vocals often sound bloodless and condescending, checking off rather than embodying emotions.

As with Outlandos d'Amour, however, such criticisms are rendered moot by the sheer energy of the band's rhythmic counterpunching. There's enough life in Reggatta de Blanc to make you suspect that the Police's image of elite detachment — like that of the Mod-icon character played by Sting in the movie, Quadrophenia—is just another pose. Nothing on this LP is as instantly catchy as last year's "Roxanne," with its introductory giggle and pop-harmony chorus, but almost all the compositions capture you eventually. Constructing and repeating terse, rhythmic hooks, Sting, Stewart Copeland and guitarist Andy Summers set up patterns and crosscurrents like body builders training side by side. Songs, whether reggae or rock, rarely end. Instead, they build through chanty choruses, shift tempo and fade away. Each tune is honed by a distinct production or structural gimmick: the phased vocals in "No Time This Time," the rhyminglist lyrics à la Bob Dylan's "Subterranean Homesick Blues" in "It's Alright for You," the Who's "Magic Bus" chassis in "Deathwish." An evocative reggae track, "The Bed's Too Big without You," combines Sting's ululating, drawn-out syllables and the tense, whirring jabs of Summers' guitar to make up the chorus hook.

In Reggatta de Blanc's best cut, "Message in a Bottle," Summers twists a sinuous, repetitive guitar line (borrowed from Blue Öyster Cult's "Don't Fear the Reaper") around the pounding, anchoring bass. Copeland's quick hi-hat fills add to the song's feel of fatalistic urgency, while Sting's lilting mock-reggae wails — papier-mâché plaintive though they may be — work like the siren of an emergency vehicle, guiding and warning of momentum. It's a perfect example of why I've always found the Police less offensive than arresting.

DEBRA RAE COHEN - RS 306
© Copyright 2002 RollingStone.com
             

 L y r i c s


MESSAGE IN A BOTTLE

Just a castaway
An island lost at sea
Another lonely day
With no one here but me
More loneliness
Than any man could bear
Rescue me before I fall into despair

I'll send an SOS to the world
I'll send an SOS to the world
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle

A year has passed since I wrote my note
But I should have known this right from the start
Only hope can keep me together
Love can mend your life
But love can break your heart

I'll send an SOS to the world
I'll send an SOS to the world
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle

Walked out this morning
Don't believe what I saw
A hundred billion bottles
Washed up on the shore
Seems I'm not alone at being alone
A hundred billion casatways
Looking for a home

I'll send an SOS to the world
I'll send an SOS to the world
I hope that someone gets my
Message in a bottle

Sending out an SOS


REGATTA DE BLANC

Instrumental


IT'S ALRIGHT FOR YOU

Wake up
Make up
Bring it up
Shake up
Stand by
Don't cry
Watching while the world die

Big car
Movie star
Hot tip
Go far
Blind date
Too late
Take a bus
Don't wait

It's alright for you
It's alright for you
It's alright for you
For you and you and you and you and you

It's alright for you
It's alright for you
It's alright for you
For you and you and you

Limp wrist
Tight fist
Contact
No twist
Black dress
No mess
Mmm, don't want no less

Stand by
Don't cry
Watching while the world die
Three lane
Fast lane
Standing in the cold rain

It's alright for you
It's alright for you
It's alright for you
For you and you and you and you and you

It's alright for you
It's alright for you
It's alright for you
For you

Headlight
High life
Can't sleep
Good night
Up tight
Big fight
Big deal
Too right

Big town
Don't drown
Jump back
Turn around
No life
Flick knife
Finish off my life

It's alright for you
It's alright for you
It's alright for you
For you and you and you and you and you

It's alright for you
It's alright for you
It's alright for you
For you


BRING ON THE NIGHT

The afternoon has gently passed me by
The evening spreads its sail against the sky
Waiting for tomorrow
Just another day
God bid yesterday goodbye

Bring on the night
I couldn't spend another hour of daylight
Bring on the night
I couldn't stand another hour of daylight

The future is but a question mark
Hangs above my head there in the dark
Can't see for the brightness
Is staring me blind
God bid yesterday goodbye

Bring on the night
I couldn't spend another hour of daylight
Bring on the night
I couldn't stand another hour of daylight


DEATHWISH

Deathwish in the fading light
Headlight pointing through the night
Never thought I'd see the day
Playing with my life this way

Gotta keep my foot right down
If I had wings I'd leave the ground
Buning in the outside lane
People think that I'm insane

The day I take a bend too fast
Judgement that could be my last
I'll be wiped right off the slate
Don't wait up 'cause I'll be late


WALKING ON THE MOON

Giant steps are what you take
Walking on the moon
I hope my legs don't break
Walking on the moon
We could walk forever
Walking on the moon
We could live together
Walking on, walking on the moon

Walking back from your house
Walking on the moon
Walking back from your house
Walking on the moon
Feet they hardly touch the ground
Walking on the moon
My feet don't hardly make no sound
Walking on, walking on the moon

Some may say
I'm wishing my days away
No way
And if it's the price I pay
Some say
Tomorrow's another day
You stay
I may as well play

Giant steps are what you take
Walking on the moon
I hope my legs don't break
Walking on the moon
We could walk forever
Walking on the moon
We could be together
Walking on, walking on the moon

Some may say
I'm wishing my days away
No way
And if it's the price I pay
Some say
Tomorrow's another day
You stay
I may as well play

Keep it up, keep it up


ON ANY OTHER DAY

You want something corny?
You got it

There's a house on my street
And it looks real neat
I'm the chap who lives in it
There's a tree on the sidewalk
There's a car by the door
I'll go for a drive in it
And when the wombat comes
He will find me gone
He'll look for a place to sit

My wife has burned the scrambled eggs
The dog just bit my leg
My teenage daughter ran away
My fine young son has turned out gay

Cut off my fingers in the
Door of my car
How could I do it?
My wife is proud to tell me
Of her love affairs
How could she do this to me?

My wife has burned the scrambled eggs
The dog just bit my leg
My teenage daughter ran away
My fine young son has turned out gay
And it would be OK on any other day
And it would be OK on any other day

Throw down the morning papers
And spill my tea
I don't know what's wrong with me
The cups and plates are in a
Conspiracy
I'm covered in misery

My wife has burned the scrambled eggs
The dog just bit my leg
My teenage daughter ran away
My fine young son has turned out gay
And it would be OK on any other day
And it would be OK on any other day
And it would be OK on any other day


THE BED'S TOO BIG WITHOUT YOU

Bed's too big without you
Cold wind blows right thru my open door
I can't sleep with your memory
Dreaming dreams of what used to be

When she left I was cold inside
That look on my face was just pride
No regrets no love no tears
Living on my own was the least of my fears

Bed's too big without you
The bed's too big without you
The bed's too big
Without you

Since that day when you'd gone
Just had to carry on
I get thru day but late at night
Made love to my pillow but it didn't feel right

Every day, just the same
Old rules for the same old game
All I gained was heartache
All I made was one mistake

Now the bed's too big without you
The bed's too big without you
The bed's too big
Without you


CONTACT

I've got a lump in my throat about the note you wrote
I'd come on over but I haven't got a raincoat

Have we got contact
You and me?
Have we got touchdown
Can't we be?

I've got contacts in my book and in my eyes
My good connection on the telephone never lies

Have we got contact
You and me?
Have we got touchdown
Can't we be?

I've got a list of the people I have known
I'm never alone on the end of a phone

Have we got contact
You and me?
Have we got touchdown
Can't we be?

I've got a lump in my throat about the note you wrote
I'd come on over but I haven't got a raincoat
I'd come on over but I haven't got a raincoat


DOES EVERYONE STARE

I change my clothes ten times before I take you on a date
I'm in a cold sweat, I panic, and it makes me late
I knew you never asked for this
I know
My shots will always misfire
My shots will always miss

Does everyone stare this way at you?
I only look this way at you

I change my clothes ten times before I take you on a date
I get the heebie-jeebies, and my panic makes me late
I break into a cold sweat reaching for the phone
I let it ring twice before I chicken out and decide you're not at home

Does everyone stare the way I do?
I only stare this way at you

I never noticed the size of my feet
Until I kicked you in the shins
Will you ever forgive me
For the shape I'm in
For the shape I'm in

Does everyone stare the way I do?
I only stare this way at you

I'm gonna write you a sonnet but I don't know where to start
I'm so used to laughing at the things in my heart
Last of all I'm sorry 'cos you never asked for this
I can see I'm not your type and my shot will always miss

Does everyone stare the way I do?
I only stare this way at you


NO TIME THIS TIME

No time for the complexities of conversation
No time smiles, no time for knowing
No time for the intricacies of explanation
No time for sharing, even less for showing

If I could
I'd slow the whole world down
I'd bring it to it's knees
I'd stop it spinning round
But as it is
I'm climbing up an endless wall

No time at all
No time this time

No time for a quick kiss at the railway station
No time for a suitcase, sandwich and a morning paper
Only time for time tables, calls and transportation
No time to think no time to dare

If I could
I'd slow the whole world down
I'd bring it to it's knees
I'd stop it spinning round
But as it is
I'm climbing up an endless wall

No time at all
No time this time

If I could
I'd slow the whole world down
I'd bring it to it's knees
I'd stop it spinning round
But as it is
I'm climbing up an endless wall

No time at all
No time this time

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