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Chris Rea: King of the Beach

 A l b u m   D e t a i l s


Label: Magnet Records
Released: 2000.10.31
Time:
 55:31
Category: Pop/Rock
Producer(s): Chris Rea
Rating: ********.. (8/10)
Media type: CD
Web address: www.chrisrea.com
Appears with:
Purchase date: 2001.10.29
Price in €: 7,99



 S o n g s ,   T r a c k s


[1] King of the Beach (Ch.Rea) - 5:00
[2] All Summer Long (Ch.Rea) - 5:14
[3] Sail Away (Ch.Rea) - 4:48
[4] Still Beautiful (Ch.Rea) - 4:10
[5] The Bones of Angels (Ch.Rea) - 4:15
[6] Guitar Street (Ch.Rea) - 4:42
[7] Who Do You Love (Ch.Rea) - 4:52
[8] The Memory of a Good Friend (Ch.Rea) - 3:55
[9] Sandwriting (Ch.Rea) - 5:08
[10] Tamatave (Ch.Rea) - 5:17
[11] God Gave Me an Angel (Ch.Rea) - 2:59
[12] Waiting for a Blue Sky (Ch.Rea) - 5:02

 A r t i s t s ,   P e r s o n n e l


CHRIS REA - Bass, Guitar, Keyboards, Hammond Organ, Drum Programming

MAX MIDDLETON - Piano, Fender Rhodes
MARTIN DITCHAM - Percussion, Drums
PETE WINGFIELD - Hammond Organ
JULIE ISAAC - Background Vocals
DEBBIE LONGWORTH - Background Vocals

NEIL AMOR - Engineer
ARUN CHAKRAVERTY - Mastering
JOHN KNOWLES - Management
TOMMY WILLIS - Coordination
PEACOCK - Design, Illustrations
JOHN MILLER - Cover Painting

 C o m m e n t s ,   N o t e s


2000 CD Wea International 84596

2000 album release for the British singer/songwriter whose sold over 20 million records in his 25 year, 18 album career.The follow-up to the 1998 release, 'The Blue Cafe', features the first single, 'All Summer Long' and one UK exclusive bonus track, 'Mississippi'. 13 tracks in all. Standard jewel case.

'King of the Beach' features the forthcoming single, 'All Summer Long,' which is one of this summer's biggest hits on the dancefloors of Ibiza. CD includes a UK-only bonus track: 'Mississippi.'



A sequel of sorts to his earlier On the Beach, King of the Beach continues the laid-back mood of the earlier album but is (despite the goofy title) a more mature and unified work. It's one of his best albums and is a return to form after the film soundtrack La Passione and the more electronic sounds of The Road to Hell Part 2. Written primarily during a vacation in the Turks and Caicos Islands, it's replete with lots of beach and summer imagery in the titles ("King of the Beach," "All Summer Long," "Sandwriting," "Sail Away") as well as the lyrics, which were originally written as poems. A remix of "All Summer Long" was a big dance hit in Ibiza and other Mediterranean hot spots. A good album for a summer day, with a soulful mellowness flowing through the tracks.

Rob Caldwell - All Music Guide
© 1992 - 2001 AEC One Stop Group, Inc.



A more unlikely source for an Ibizan chill-out record than Chris Rea would be hard to imagine, but his deliciously sun-kissed single "Summer Long" - remixed by Jose Padilla and DJ Pippi - has become that in 2000, and not, improbably, for the first time. "All Summer Long", even without its remix, heralds a return to form for Rea, seemed to have been deflected by his health problems, fixation with fast cars and movie making. He may have his worries, but a more relaxed, at peace record than King Of The Beach would be hard to find. The subtle, bluesy guitar mixed back against rustling, breezy percussion and those whisky-flavoured Middlesbrough tones make numbers like "Guitar Street", "The Bones of Angels" and "Mississippi" a mellow delight. These days he evokes a large cold one on the beach rather than a wet evening in rush hour traffic and that can't be bad.

Mike Pattenden - Amazon.co.uk



Kurz vor seinem 50. Geburtstag gibt sich der britische Sänger und Gitarrist Chris Rea auf seinem neuem Album King Of The Beach betont relaxt. Rockigere Töne wie beispielsweise noch auf Road To Hell sind sanften, mehr melodiösen Klängen gewichen. Mit seiner typischen rauchigen Stimme besingt Rea, der sich eben erst von einer schweren Operation erholt hat, in Stücken wie "All Summer Long" oder "Sandwriting" das zeitlos-romantische Gefühl, das einem an Stränden der Karibik beschleichen kann. Der Sound ist nach wie vor von seiner Gitarre geprägt, die hin und wieder Assoziationen an Mark Knopfler weckt, doch mit Drum-Programming fließen auch dezent neuere Elemente ein. Die Stimmung des Albums ist eher durch weiche Keyboard-Teppiche als durch schnelle Rhythmen geprägt; Ausnahmen bilden die Stücke "King Of The Beach" und "All Summer Long" sowie "Memory Of A Good Friend" mit leichten Reggae-Anklängen. King Of The Beach ist sicher kein neuer Höhepunkt im bisherigen Werk von Chris Rea, doch Harmonie suchende Fans werden mit dieser CD gewiss voll auf ihre Kosten kommen.

Johannes Minnich - Amazon.de
 

 L y r i c s


King of the Beach

Let your fighting scars heal in the sun
Of a bright windy day
Let your cold blades sleep in the sand
Till it's rusted away

Washed each night in the waves
While you sleep away each memory
And you wake to find yourself
A new king to be

Away from the dark
Moving into the light
King of the shadows
Gives up on the fight

He kicks off them shoes
Throws them away
There's nobody here now
Except this salty blue day

Out of sight
Out of reach
He's king of the beach

Whatever I was
Well I'm not that now
I tell you because
It may help you somehow

So kick off them shoes
And throw them away
Cause there's nobody here now
Except this salty blue day


All summer long

All summer long we were happy we were one
We didn't think of an ending to our play
All summer long nights of wine, days of song
It couldn't last, our ageing sun had to go
I will always remember you

Watching the waves in the wind
The beach dogs hiding from the rain
Suddenly my colours have turned to grey
Will I ever see your face again

And all winter long I will walk my lonely road
Waiting for you and your return
I will always remember you


Sail Away

Walk a cold thin line
in the morning
Hold the fear inside
that greets you with the day
I can't go with you now
I can only watch you now
As you sail away
Sail away
I'm going to miss you now
So much more then I realised
There's a heavy stone of empty
where you once lay
I can't go with you now
I can only watch you now
Watch you
As you sail away
Sail away
I know you need your freedom
Sail away
Cause without it you can't survive
Be on your way
disappear into the distance
I smile and say
Sail away
I can't go with you now
I can only watch you now
Watch you
As you sail away


Still Beautiful

I see a million torn up moments
of the rarest happiness
Each one a dancing snowflake
A piece of memory

It's the ghost of days gone by
Lay them tight across this old town
In the silence of your smiling face
You move to me

And you are still beautiful
You are still beautiful
In this cold white night
Still shining bright
Still beautiful

Regrets the cold wind that I know
and it will not let me be
and hopes your smiling face
can still can set me free

And you are still beautiful
You are still beautiful
In this cold white night
Still shining bright
Still beautiful


The Bones Of Angels

Long shadows
Bright light
That falls to the front
From a darkness behind
There is no end
To this mountain top
Inside these stones
Only peace will we find

Inside out
We're all part of the stone
That makes up the mountain
And harbours the bones
The bones of angels
That showed us the way
You can feel them at night
While they sleep through the day

The bones of angels
The bones of angels

Together we will be
Forever we will see
I see you
And I see me
And the bones of angels


Guitar Street

There's a crazy sense of duty
As he licks between his fingers
Wipes the ketchup from his face and hands
There's a strong determination
That his teachers never witnessed
Never close enough to understand
He's like a bull just bred for fighting
He don't deliver nothing
Outside the only thing that he knows

School report just says he's lazy
His brother says he's crazy
But take a look 'cos there he goes

Through the avenues of fashion
To the palaces of dreams
All the way down Guitar Street

To some guitars are hot-rods
All along the quest for macho
To others a would-be ticket out of town
For Joe a six-string sten gun
In the 'Panto-revolution'
And Stevie's all just strictly sound
He's like a bull just bred for fighting
He don't deliver nothing
Outside the only thing that he knows

School report just says he's lazy
His brother says he's crazy
But anyway take a look 'cos there he goes
Through the avenues of fashion
To the palaces of dreams
All the way down Guitar Street


WHO DO YOU LOVE

How does it feel
Now that you know
What makes it work
How far it can go
Your innocent dream
Didn`t know how to play
The game that was needed
And now I hear it say

Who do you love
Who do you really love
What are you thinking of
At the end of the day
What do you want
What do you really want

There`s no question you want
And somehow save the day
And all those that don`t really know
See a bright sunny day
But the glory that shone
Like a sweet summer rain
It rolls off you and dissapates
Just as fast as it came

Who do you love
Who do you really love
What are you thinking of
At the end of the day
What do you want
What do you really want

Who do you love

Who do you love
Who do you really love
What are you thinking of
At the end of the day
What do you want
What do you really want


The Memory Of A Good Friend

I love the sun
I love the sea
I'd like to think that you
were here with me

But people are seasons
and seasons change
I'd like to think that you
are still the same

Sometimes you made me happy
Sometimes you made me cry
But the memory of a good friend
never dies

Between the lines
of an aging face
omething special that you can't replace

But people are seasons
and seasons change
I'd like to think that you
are still the same

Sometimes you made me happy
Sometimes you made me cry
But the memory of a good friend
never dies

And I see you standing
by the harbour wall
And I see you waving
from the aeroplane
Two hearts together
laughing in the rain


Sandwriting

Sandwriting
Leave your name and
Let the wind
And high tide
Take it away
Each white gold grain
That made up your name

Take it away

Sandwriting
Write your lover's monogram
Upon the cool damp
White gold grain
say this is who I am
Yes this is all you are my friend
Some shapes upon the sand
Of white gold grain
Washed and blown away
With the memory of your name

Take it away

Go tell the story
To the wind and sea
What ever became of you and me
Each letter of love
That had its golden day
A love song
Without goodbye

Take it away

Sandwriting


Tamatave

Je veux sentir le sable
Entre mes doigts de pieds
Tamatave ma petite rouquine
Elle la sait

Long grass dancing in the day
Blue sky palm trees gently sway
I come from a land down in sun
Sit on the beach and watch the waves run

I need the sand between my toes
Tamatave my red hair girl she knows

Tamatave je t'entends m'appeler
Tamatave je t'entends m'appeler
Tommasina I hear you calling me
Tamatave je t'entends m'appeler

I feel so strange on city streets
I got these big shoes on my feet
I come from a land down in sun
Sit on the beach and watch the waves run

Tamatave je ton ton mapelay
Tamatave je ton ton mapelay
Tommasina I hear you calling me
Tamatave je ton ton mapelay


God Gave Me An Angel

I was never born with the face of a
movie star
I was never blessed with an easyload
along the way
I have taken the wrong turning
So many times I can't remember
But one thing I have for sure
I can always smile and say

God gave me an angel with a smiling
face
God gave me an angel this I know
My churches are all empty and I'm guilty
every day
But god gave me an angel anyway

Talk of being good and what became of
me
Do I hide my head in shame and turn
away
I have taken the wrong turning
So many times I can't remember
But one thing I have for sure
I can always smile and say

But God gave me an angel with a smiling
face
God gave me an angel this I know
My churches are all empty and I'm guilty
every day
But god gave me an angel anyway


Waiting For A Blue Sky

He sits upon the empty sand
and gazes up to the endless grey
The weathered face
and battered hands
Protest the soul
that carried them so far this way

The beaten skin
is turning to a wrinkled smile
And his eyes light up
and give his soul away

He said, I'm waiting for a blue sky
I am waiting for a bright day
I'll be there thru the wind and rain
Don't care what anybody says

I'm waiting for a morning bright
that fills the day with all its clean bright light
I'm waiting for a blue sky

I'm waiting for a blue sky
I'm waiting for a bright day
I'll be there thru the wind and rain
Don't care what anyone else says

I'm waiting for a morning bright
that fills the day with all its clean bright light
I'm waiting for a blue sky
 

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