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Queen: The Game

 A l b u m   D e t a i l s


Label: Parlophone Records
Released: 1980.06.30
Time:
 39:09
Category: Pop/Rock
Producer(s): See Artists ...
Rating: *****..... (5/10)
Media type: CD
Web address: www.queen-fip.com
Appears with: Brian May, Roger Taylor,  Freddie Mercury
Purchase date: 2002.01.22
Price in €: 6,99



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[1] Play the Game (F.Mercury) - 3:32
[2] Dragon Attack (B.May) - 4:15
[3] Another One Bites the Dust (J.Deacon) - 3:03
[4] Need Your Loving Tonight (J.Deacon) - 2:48
[5] Crazy Little Thing Called Love (F.Mercury) - 2:44
[6] Rock It [Prime Jive] (R.Taylor) - 4:32
[7] Don't Try Suicide (F.Mercury) - 3:52
[8] Sail Away Sweet Sister [To the Sister I Never Had] (B.May) - 3:32
[9] Coming Soon (R.Taylor) - 2:49
[10] Save Me (B.May) - 3:42

 A r t i s t s ,   P e r s o n n e l


FREDDIE MERCURY - Piano, Vocals, Producer, Concept
BRIAN MAY - Banjo, Guitar, Keyboards, Vocals, Producer, Concept
ROGER TAYLOR - Drums, Vocals, Producer, Concept
JOHN DEACON - Bass, Guitar, Producer, Concept

JOSH MACRAE - Engineer, Co-producer
EDDIE SCHREYER - Remastering
CREAM - Design

 C o m m e n t s ,   N o t e s


1980 CD EMI Elektra 61063
1980 LP EMI Elektra 513
1991 CD Hollywood 61063-2
1991 CS Hollywood 61063-4
1991 CS Hollywood 161063
1994 LP Mobile Fidelity 211
1994 CD Mobile Fidelity 610
1995 CD Ultradisc/Mobile Fidelity 610
1999 CD Import 65110



Along with 1975's A Night At the Opera, Queen's 1980 chart-topper The Game is one of their best and most commercially successful records. But The Game was the polar opposite of Opera, composition-wise. Whereas their 1975 classic was completely over-the-top and bombastic (it included "Bohemian Rhapsody," after all), The Game was full of succinct songs that included their trademark hard rock and ballads, as well as styles previously unexplored by the band — funk, disco, rockabilly, and new wave. The album's success is obviously linked to its pair of worldwide number one singles, the Elvis Presley tribute "Crazy Little Thing Called Love" and the contagious disco anthem "Another One Bites the Dust." Other highlights included the British hits "Play the Game" and "Save Me" (the latter being one of Queen's best ballads), the funk-rocker "Dragon Attack," the tuneful "Need Your Love Tonight" and "Sail Away Sweet Sister," plus the modern sounds of "Don't Try Suicide" and "Coming Soon." Although Queen would remain superstars throughout the rest of the world, The Game proved to be the band's last true hit studio album in the U.S.

Greg Prato, All-Music Guide, © 1992 - 2001 AEC One Stop Group, Inc.



The Game ist das letzte Album der ersten Queen-Phase, als die Band noch genauso viel Wert auf harte Gitarrenriffs wie auf poppige Melodien und orchestralen Bombast legte. Mit "Another One Bites The Dust", "Play The Game" und "Crazy Little Thing Called Love" sind drei unsterbliche Band-Klassiker vertreten, die sich wohltuend von allen vorangegangenen Hits unterscheiden und trotzdem ganz eindeutig nach Queen klingen. Zu der Zeit fuhren die Herren Mercury, May, Deacon und Taylor ein letztes Mal die Heavy-Rock-Schiene -- Sänger Freddie Mercury bretterte sogar in Lederkluft auf ´ner fetten Harley auf die Bühne. Ganz so heftig klingt das The Game-Material allerdings dann doch nicht. Die ersten drei Alben bleiben in puncto Härte unerreicht, und an einigen Stellen vermeint man schon ein wenig die deutlich softere stilistische Ausrichtung zu erkennen, die Queen in den nächsten Jahren einschlagen sollten. Die Mischung stimmt aber noch und macht The Game zu einem weiteren Queen-Meilenstein, der den Spagat zwischen Massentauglichkeit und kompromissloser Power sehr elegant hinbekommt.

Michael Rensen - Amazon.de



With the usual fanfare–in this case, a "breakthrough" single released several months prior to the LP – Queen have shifted their sights from heavy-metal flash to stripped-down rock & roll. Maybe they realized that they'd come to a dead end, that it was time to ditch the cold, bombastic eclecticism and overweening arrogance that made News of the World and Jazz so offensive. Or maybe they just figured it'd be good to try fresh terrain. Whatever the reasons, it's nice to hear a Queen album with songs, not "anthems." Yet this doesn't mean they can actually play the new stuff. Stiffness was the most distinctive characteristic of "Crazy Little Thing Called Love," once you got past the obligatory "Gee whiz, is this Queen?" feeling. And the incessant airplay got a lot of us past that feeling pretty quickly. It's the same with the rest of The Game. Freddie Mercury sings, "It swings (Woo Woo)/It jives (Woo Woo)/It shakes all over like a jelly fish," but the band can merely plod through material that demands some suppleness. Even "Need Your Loving Tonight," the finest of the rock & roll numbers here, keeps tripping over its sluggish power chords. Sad to say, Queen seemed more comfortable with the brazen hodgepodge of "Bohemian Rhapsody," the martial madness of "We Will Rock You" and the pointless frenzy of "Bicycle Race." Black leather jackets, echo chambers, funky handclaps, prominent bass lines and sparse instrumentation – these guys know how this music should sound and feel, but they can't bend enough to get with it. Which is probably why some of the current record consists of the same inflated ballads and metallic shuffles that have padded every previous Queen disc. Certainly, The Game is less obnoxious than Queen's last few outings, simply because it's harder to get annoyed with a group that's plugging away at bad rockabilly than with one blasting out crypto-Nazi marching tunes. The future doesn't look bright, however. No matter how much Queen may try to hide it, they're still egomaniacs. Take "Don't Try Suicide," for example. It's a basic rocker in which the singer has to sound worried and concerned. Mercury brandishes a full array of mid-Fifties vocal hiccups, but the best he can do is seem a bit pissed off–as if the biggest crime of the impending suicide is that it's going to bug Freddie. Moments like this make you wonder if the old Queen are really dead after all.

STEVE POND - RS 326
© Copyright 2001 RollingStone.com
 

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PLAY THE GAME

Open up your mind and let me step inside
Rest your weary head and let your heart decide
It's so easy when you know the rules
It's so easy all you have to do
Is fall in love
Play the game
Everybody play the game of love
When you're feeling down and your resistance is low
Light another cigarette and let yourself go
This is your life
Don't play hard to get
It's a free world
All you have to do is fall in love
Play the game, everybody play the game of love
My game of love has just begun
Love runs from my head down to my toes
My love is pumping through my veins
Driving me insane
Come come come play the game
This is your life
Don't play hard to get
It's a free world
All you have to do is fall in love
Play the game


DRAGON ATTACK

Take me to the room where the red's all red
Take me out of my head -'s what I said...
Take me to the room where the green's all green
And from what I've seen it's hot, it's mean...

-Gonna use my stack
-It's gotta be Mack
-Gonna get me on the track
-Got a Dragon on my back

Take me to the room where the beat's all round
Gonna eat that sound - (yeah yeah yeah)...
Take me to the room where the black's all white
And the white's all black, take me back to the shack...

-She don't take no prisoners
-Gonna give me the business
-Got a Dragon on my back
-It's a Dragon Attack

Low Down - She don't take no prisoners
Go Down - Gonna give me the business
No time - Yeah chained to the rack!
Show time -Got a Dragon on my back
Show down - Go find another customer
Slow down - I gotta make my way...


ANOTHER ONE BITES THE DUST

Steve walks warity down the street,
with his brim pulled way down low
Ain't no sound but the sound of his feet,
machine guns ready to go

Are you ready, are you ready for this
Are you hanging on the edge of your seat
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat

Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
And another one gone, and another one gone
Another one bites the dust
Hey, I'm gonna' get you too
Another one bites the dust

How do you think I'm going to get along,
without you when you're gone
You took me for everything that I had,
and kicked me out on my own

Are you happy, are you satisfied
How long can you stand the heat
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
To the sound of the beat

Chorus
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust
Another one bites the dust

There are plenty of ways you can hurt a man
And bring him to the ground
You can beat him
You can cheat him
You can treat him bad and leave him
When he's down
But I'm ready, yes I'm ready for you
I'm standing on my own two feet
Out of the doorway the bullets rip
Repeating to the sound of the beat


NEED YOUR LOVING TONIGHT

No I'll never, look back in anger,
No I'll never, find me an answer,
You promised me, you'd keep in touch
I read your letter and it hurt me so much
I said I'd never be angry with you.

I don't wanna feel like a stranger
Cos I'd rather stay out of danger
I read your letter so many times
I got your meaning between the lines
I said I'd never, never be angry with you.

I must be strong so she won't know how much I miss her
I only hope as time goes on, I'll forget her
My body's aching, can't sleep at night
I'm too exhausted to start a fight
And if I see her with another guy
I'll eat my heart out 'cos I love her,
Love her, love her, love her

Come on baby, let's get together
I'll love you baby, I'll love you forever
I'm trying hard, to stay away
What made you change, what did I say?
Ooh I need your loving tonight


CRAZY LITTLE THING CALLED LOVE

This thing called love I just can't handle it
This thing called love I must get round to it
I ain't ready
Crazy little thing called love
This (This thing) called love
(Called love)
It cries (Like a baby)
In a cradle all night
It swings (Woo woo)
It jives (Woo woo)
It shakes all over like a jelly fish
I kinda like it
Crazy little thing called love

There goes my baby
She knows how to Rock'n'Roll
She drives me crazy
She gives me hot and cold fever
Then she leaves me in a cool cool sweat

I gotta be cool, relax, get hip
Get on my track's
Take a back seat, hitch-hike
And take a long ride on my motor bike
Until I'm ready
Crazy little thing called love

I gotta be cool, relax, get hip
Get on my track's
Take a back seat, hitch-hike
And take a long ride on my motor bike
Until I'm ready (Ready Freddie)
Crazy little thing called love

This thing called love I just can't handle it
This thing called love I must get round to it
I ain't ready
Crazy little thing called love


ROCK IT (PRIME JIVE)

When I hear that rock and roll,
It gets down to my soul
When it's real rock and roll, oh rock and roll.

Oh Oh Oh Oh
You really think they like to rock in space?
Well I don't know
What do you know?
What do you hear?
On the radio
Coming through the air
I said Mama
I ain't crazy
I'm alright - alright
Hey, c'mon baby said it's alright
To rock'n'roll on a Saturday night
I said shoot and get your suit and come along with me
I said c'mon baby down come and rock with me, I said yeah.

What do you do?
To get to feel alive?
You go downtown
And get some of that prime jive,
I said Mama etc.
We're gonna rock it ........... tonight.
(We want some prime jive)
(We want some prime jive)
We're gonna rock it tonight
C'mon honey
Get some of that prime jive
Get some of that, get, get down
C'mon honey - we're gonna rock it tonight.


DON'T TRY SUICIDE

O.K.
Don't do it Don't you try it baby
Don't do that Don't Don't Don't
Don't do that
You got a good thing going now
Don't do it Don't do it
Don't
Don't try suicide
Nobody's worth it
Don't try suicide
Nobody cares
Don't try suicide
Just gonna hate it
Don't try suicide
Nobody gives a damn

So you think it's the easy way out
Think you're gonna slash your wrists
This time
Baby when you do it all you do is
Get on my tits
Don't do that try try try baby
Don't do that - you got a good thing going now
Don't do it Don't do it - Don't

Chorus

You need help
Look at yourself you need help
You need life
So don't hang yourself
It's o.k. o.k. o.k. o.k.
You just can't be a prick teaser all of the time
A little bit attention - you got it
Need some affection - you got it
Suicide suicide suicide bid
Suicide suicide suicide bid
Suicide

Don't do it Don't do it Don't do it babe
Don't do it Don't do it Don't - do it
Don't put your neck on the line
Don't drown on me babe
Blow your brains out -
Don't do that - yeah

Chorus

Nobody gives - nobody gives
Nobody gives a damn


SAIL AWAY SWEET SISTER (TO THE SISTER I NEVER HAD)

Hey little babe you're changing
Babe are you feeling sore?
It ain't no use in pretending
You don't wanna play no more

It's plain that you ain't no baby
What would your mother say
You're all dressed up like a lady
How come you behave this way

Sail Away Sweet Sister
Sail across the sea
Maybe you find somebody
To love you half as much as me
My heart is always with you
No matter what you do
Sail away sweet sister
I'll always be in love with you

Forgive me for what I told you
My heart makes a fool of me
You know I'll never hold you
I know that you gotta be free

Sail Away Sweet Sister
Sail across the sea
Maybe you find somebody
To love you half as much as me
Take it the way you want it
But when they let you down my friend
Sail away sweet sister
Back to my arms again

Hot child don't you know, you're young
You got your whole life ahead of you
And you can throw it away too soon
Way too soon


COMING SOON

Oooooooo
Oh Oh Oh
I get some headaches when I hit the heights
Like in the morning after crazy nights
Like some mother in law in her nylon tights
They're always
They're always
They're always
They're always
Coming soon,
Coming soon, on the outside, of the tracks,
You take 'em
The same old babies with the same old toys,
The neighbours screaming when the noise annoys,
Somebody naggin' you when you're out with the boys
They're always
They're always
They're always
They're always
Coming soon,
Coming soon, on the outside of the track
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah,
Watch me now,
They're always
They're always
They're always
They're always
Coming soon,
Coming soon, on the outside of the track
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah


SAVE ME

It started off so well
They said we made a perfect pair
I clothed myself in your glory and your love
How I loved you,
How I cried....
The years of care and loyalty
Were nothing but a sham it seems
The years belie we lived the lie
"I love you 'til I die"

Save me Save me Save me
I can't face this life alone
Save me Save me Oh...
I'm naked and I'm far from home

The slate will soon be clean
I'll erase the memories
To start again with somebody new
Was it all wasted
All that love?...
I hang my head and I advertise
A soul for sale or rent
I have no heart, I'm cold inside
I have no real intent

Save me Save me Save me
I can't face this life alone
Save me Save me Oh...
I'm naked and I'm far from home

Each night I cry, I still believe the lie
I love you 'til I die

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