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Roxy Music: Stranded

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Label: Virgin Records
Released: 1973.09.01
Time:
 41:03
Category: Pop/Rock
Producer(s): See Artists...
Rating: *******... (7/10)
Media type: CD
Web address: www.roxyrama.com
Appears with: Bryan Ferry
Purchase date: 2010.01.28
Price in €: 2,00





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[1] Street Life (B.Ferry) - 3:29
[2] Just Like You (B.Ferry) - 3:36
[3] Amazona (B.Ferry/Ph.Manzanera) - 4:16
[4] Psalm (B.Ferry) - 8:04
[5] Serenade (B.Ferry) - 2:59
[6] A Song for Europe (B.Ferry/A.Mackay) - 5:46
[7] Mother of Pearl (B.Ferry) - 6:52
[8] Sunset (B.Ferry) - 6:04

 A r t i s t s ,   P e r s o n n e l


Bryan Ferry - Piano, Keyboards, Vocals, Voices, Artwork, Concept, Cover Art Concept, Cover Composition
Phil Manzanera - Guitar, Treatments
John Gustafson - Bass
Eddie Jobson - Synthesizer, Violin, Keyboards, Synthesizer Violin
Chris Laurence - Bass, String Bass
Andrew T. Mackay - Oboe, Saxophone, Treatments
John Porter - Bass
Paul Thompson - Drums, Timbales, Tympani

The London Welsh Male Choir - Vocals, Choir, Chorus

Chris E. Thomas - Producer
Bob Ludwig - Remastering
John Punter - Engineer, Audio Engineer
Bob Bowkett - Artwork
Nicholas Deville - Cover Design
Hart - Artwork
Jennings - Artwork, Crew
Pierre LaRoche - Make-Up, Cover Art
Anthony Price - Fashion Advisor, Fashion Stylist
Karl Stoecker - Photography
 

 C o m m e n t s ,   N o t e s


1973 LP Virgin 47451
1987 CD EG Records 10
1989 CD Reprise 2-26041
2000 CD Virgin 47451
2001 CD EMI Music Distribution 65824
2007 CD EMI Music Distribution 68823
2008 CD Caroline Distribution 16910
2008 LP Virgin 43648

Roxy Music began to reign in its unsettling, quirky art rock on STRANDED, the band's third album. Without keyboardist/idea man Brain Eno in the band any longer, vocalist Bryan Ferry assumed full control of Roxy Music's musical direction, moving toward a less overtly experimental, yet still progressive and eccentric style. Ferry still sings in a camp-styled croon, part Noel Coward, part Lou Reed, yet his songwriting is sharper and more nuanced here, as the enigmatic "Psalm" and the multi-part "Mother of Pearl" convey. STRANDED introduced violinist Eddie Jobson, whose contributions slotted in perfectly alongside reed player Andy Mackay and guitarist Phil Manzanera. A sense of cohesion permeates the set, groupmembers contribute lyrically, but there was no denying thatthis incarnation of the band represents Ferry's vision. Melodically strong, the album provides an ideal structure for Ferry's quirky intonation, resulting in a heady mix of experimentation and commercial acumen.



Without Brian Eno, Roxy Music immediately became less experimental, yet it remained adventurous, as Stranded illustrates. Under the direction of Bryan Ferry, Roxy moved toward relatively straightforward territory, adding greater layers of piano and heavy guitars. Even without the washes of Eno's synthesizers, Roxy's music remains unsettling on occasion, yet in this new incarnation, they favor more measured material, whether it's the reflective "A Song for Europe" or the shifting textures of "Psalm." Even the rockers, such as the surging "Street Life" and the segmented "Mother of Pearl," are distinguished by subtle songwriting that emphasizes both Ferry's tortured glamour and Roxy's increasingly impressive grasp of sonic detail.

Stephen Thomas Erlewine - All Music Guide



Auf ihrem dritten Album Stranded haben sich Roxy Music 1974 nicht auf ihrem Rock'n'Roll-Glitter-Glamour-Image ausgeruht, sondern für alle musiziert, die detailverliebt sind. Das Talent der Band besteht in der Fähigkeit, vertraute Melodien in einem eigenen Stil weiterzugeben. Wenn Bryan Ferry mit tränenrührendem Tremolo singt, der Moog heult, die Gitarre weint, das Schlagzeug droht, das Saxofon säuselt und Erinnerungen an den letzten Modetanz und andere Torheiten heraufbeschwören, werden Roxy Music körperlich, alltäglich und machen Spaß. Auf diesem Album gibt es alles, was Herz und Kopf begehren: lärmende Rock'n'Roll-Stücke wie "Street Life" mit kratziger Geige, Mitklatsch-Rhythmen, hoffnungslose Liebeslieder mit traurigem Piano, funky Elektronic-Rock und dramatische Chansons voller Auswegslosigkeit, die man, wie auf "A Song For Europe", nur noch mehrsprachig zum Ausdruck bringen kann. Auf dem Requiem "Psalm" eilt ein großer Männerchor zur Hilfe, prächtig auch das exotische "Amazona" und gefühlsstarke "Mother Of Pearl". Andy MacKay und Phil Manzanera haben erstmals mitkomponiert, statt Eno bediente der Ex-Curved-Air-Musiker Eddie Jobson die Keyboards und seine Glasgeige, womit das Album zum bislang versiertesten der Band gehörte.

Ingeborg Schober - Amazon.de


Two British bands are genuinely stretching the dimensions of pop music. One, 10 c.c., has already found a degree of popularity in the States. Roxy Music has been unable to cross the Atlantic so far, but that should change with this album. Stranded is one of the most exciting and entertaining British LPs of the Seventies. Roxy has constructed the modern English equivalent of the wall-of-sound. One instrument, either the guitar or a keyboard, will sustain or repeat a note, and the other instruments will build on top of it. Added to the thick mix is the unique voice of Bryan Ferry, who sounds alternately tormented ("Psalm"), frantic ("Street Life"), or about to sink his teeth into your neck ("Mother Of Pearl"). He delivers his consistently clever lyrics in the most disquieting baritone in pop. Everywhere there is menace. Andy Mackay, whose searing sax made Mott the Hoople's "All the Way from Memphis" an American favorite, has written the tune for "A Song for Europe"—the most impressive track on the album. It's an awesome example of self-disciplined hard rock. Instead of flailing frantically away, the musicians, including Ferry on piano, limit themselves to maintaining musical tension. Here is emotion without lack of control. Ferry's tortured recitation is supported by an eerie, pained musical backing. Mackay's sax is mournful, Phil Manzanera's guitar lines are expressive, and the drumming of Paul Thompson is dramatic. Like "Street Life," "Psalm" fades in, with an organ swelling slightly to introduce Ferry's half-intoned, half-sung ode to the Divine. As the group slowly joins in and increases volume, there's a bolero effect, and toward the end of the extended piece a Welsh male choir enters. Soon, the group sounds frenzied, yet not irreligiously so. Ferry is a possessed man offering a prayer, and this exceptional "Psalm" sounds like a wily demon's prostration before God. "Street Life," a highly enjoyable entry (and British hit single), opens with what sounds like a UFO coming in for a landing and ends with fading finger-snapping. Ferry spits out his literate lyrics to chaotic uptempo support. The reference to "pointless passing through Harvard or Yale" as "only window shopping ... strictly no sale" may draw a few Ivy League smiles. Only on "Amazona" does Ferry's cleverness get the better of him — a couple of puns provoke groans. But the intriguing instrumental track, with its several shifts of mood, dynamics and tempo, helps save it. Roxy Music can no longer be ignored by Americans. They may not achieve the commercial success they have in Britain, where Stranded reached Number One, but their artistic performance must be recognized. Stranded is an eloquent statement that there are still frontiers which American pop has not explored.

PAUL GAMBACCINI - May 23, 1974
RollingStone.com
  

 L y r i c s


Street Life

Wish everybody would leave me alone -yeah
They're always calling on my telephone
When I pick it up there's no one there
So I walk outside just to take the air
Come on with me cruising down the street
Who knows what you'll see, who you might meet
This brave new world's not like yesterday -
It can take you higher than the milky way
Now I'm blinded I can really see - yeah
No more bright lights confusing me - no
Don't ask me why I'm feeling blue
'Cause loving you is all I can do
Hey good-looking boys - gather around
The sidewalk papers gutter-press you down
All those lies can be so unkind,
They can make you feel like you're losing your mind
Street Life
Street Life
Street Life
What a Life
Back to nature boys - Vasser girls too
Watch what you say, or think, or do
Continental-style strasse girls might
But you know exactly if it's wrong or right
Education is an important key - yes
But the good life's never won by degrees - no
Pointless passing through Harvard or Yale
Only window shopping - it's strictly no sale
Week end starts Friday soon after eight
Your jet black magic helps you celebrate
You may be stranded if you stick around
- And that's really something...


Just Like You

Buttercup daisies
And most anything
They wither and fade
After blossom in Spring
Time conquers innocence
Pride takes a fall
In knowledge lies wisdom
That's all
Everything changes
Weather blows hot or cold
Through alchemy iron turns gold
Quicksilver baby
So hard to pin down
Oh when are you coming around?
Hopelessly grounded
I walk through the streets
Remembering how we spent time
Hopefully yearning that someday we'll meet
But when will we, how could we - why? Oh my!
Fashion houses ladies
Need plenty loose change
When the latest creation
Is last year's fab-rave
Thought patterns hazy
This auto-style age
Will lady luck smile old and sage?
She knows that ......
Never again, no, will I give up my heart
To gamble with fate is my crime
Nevertheless love, it's all here in my book
I'd write it but don't have much time
You see, I know it sounds crazy
But what can I do?
I've fallen head over heels, over you
Chameleon colour
All phases of moon
The shifting of planets
And leopard spots too
As destiny wills it
So seasons will change
Just like you


Amazona

Amazona
Is a zone where
There is no doubt
No more fall-out -
Why don't you step
Through the mirror and see?
From Arizona
To Eldorado
Sure is a mighty long way.
Hey little girl
Is something wrong?
I know it's hard
For you to get along
The bell-tower rings
It tolls a hollow sound
But your castles in Spain
Still may be realised
And longings more profound.
You see - every cloud
Has a silver lining
And sometimes paradise
Around your corner lies.
In Amazona everything is nice
Little one - come take my hand?
I'll try to help you there -
I'll take you there.
Amazona's
Getting closer
Oh soon you'll see.
Journey's over
We're almost there


Psalm

Try on your love
Like a new dress
The fit and the cut
Your friends to impress
Try on your smile -
Square on your face
Showing affection
Should be no disgrace
Try out your God
Hope He will send
Kindness from strangers
On whom you depend
Try on His coat
A mantle most fine
Myriad colours
His harmony-thine
Believe in me
Once seemed a good line
Now belief in Jesus
Is faith more sublime
Head in the clouds
But I can't see the Lord
Short of perfection
I'll try to be good
I'll stand at His gate
I'll wait for His sign
Then I'll walk in His garden
When it's my time
Drink from His cup
Hush now don't you cry
His quiet waters
Will never, never run dry
Nearing death's vale
He's here by my side
He leads me to paradise
A mountain so high

Don't be afraid
Just treasure His word
Singing His praises
I know that I'll be heard
He's gonna take you by the hand
He's gonna make you feel so good
Open up your eyes
And then you'll see all that you should
Forget all your troubles
You will feel no pain
He's all that you need
He's your everything
When I'm feeling all at sea
Deliverance is that distant shore
I will not be worried
Someday His house will be my home
For ever more


Serenade

Darkness falls
Around your window pane
A light still burns
But just a smouldering flame
Is it the end of another affair
An open engagement with gloom
Or will you be smiling
When the sun conjures up
A broken spell au clair de lune?
Silhouette
As you draw the shade
Cloak of night
You know it's tailor-made
G-Plan gymnastics
By an everglow fire
Could never mean the same
As summer enchantment
By an old mill steam
From courtly love to costly game

Maybe I'm wrong for seeming
Ungrateful, unforgiving
Oh how it hurts now you're finally leaving
I couldn't take anymore ......
Now's the time!
Let's hide away
Sacred hours
Saved from yesterday
Boo-hoo willows weep around you still
Mirror reflections of dew
But waterfall pages of an open book
Could shower new horizons soon
Call the tune
Will you swoon
As I croon
Your serenade


A Song For Europe

Here as I sit
At this empty cafe
Thinking of you
I remember
All those moments
Lost in wonder
That we'll never
Find again
Though the world
Is my oyster
It's only a shell
Full of memories
And here by the Seine
Notre-Dame casts
A long lonely shadow
Now - only sorrow
No tomorrow
There's no today for us
Nothing is there
For us to share
But yesterday

These cities may change
But there always remains
My obsession
Through silken waters
My gondola glides
And the bridge - it sighs ...
I remember
All those moments
Lost in wonder
That we'll never
Find again
There's no more time for us
Nothing is there
For us to share
But yesterdays

Ecce momenta
Illa mirabilia
Quae captabit
In aeternum
Memor
Modo dolores
Sunt in dies
Non est reliquum
Vero tantum
Comminicamus
Perdita
Tous ces moments
Perdus dans l`enchantement
Qui ne reviendront
Jamais
Pas d'aujourd'hui pour nous
Pour nous il n'y a rien
A partager
Sauf le passé


Mother Of Pearl

Turn the lights down
Way down low
Turn up the music
Hi as fi can go
All the gang's here
Everyone you know
It's a crazy scene
Hey there just look over your shoulder
Get the picture?
No no no no .......(Yes)
Walk a tightrope
Your life-sign-line
Such a bright hope
Right place, right time
What's your number?
Never you mind
Take a powder
But hang on a minute what's coming round the corner?
Have you a future?
No no no no .......(Yes)
Well I've been up all night again
Party-time wasting is too much fun
Then I step back thinking
Of life's inner meaning
And my latest fling
It's the same old story
All love and glory
It's a pantomime
If you're looking for love
In a looking glass world
It's pretty hard to find
Oh mother of pearl
I wouldn't trade you
For another girl
Divine intervention
Always my intention
So I take my time
I've been looking for something
I've always wanted
But was never mine
But now I've seen that something
Just out of reach - glowing -
Very Holy grail
Oh mother of pearl
Lustrous lady
Of a sacred world
Thus: even Zarathustra
Another-time-loser
Could believe in you
With every goddess a let down
Every idol a bring down
It gets you down
But the search for perfection
Your own predilection
Goes on and on and on and on
Canadian Club love
A place in the Country
Everyone's ideal
But you are my favorita
And a place in your heart dear
Makes me feel more real
Oh mother of pearl
I wouldn't change you
For the whole world
You're highbrow, holy
With lots of soul
Melancholy shimmering
Serpentine sleekness
Was always my weakness
Like a simple tune
But no dilettante
Filigree fancy
Beats the plastic you
Career girl cover
Exposed and another
Slips right into-view
Oh looking for love
In a looking glass world
Is pretty hard for you
Few throwaway kisses
The boomerang misses
Spin round and round
Fall on featherbed quilted
Faced with silk
Softly stuffed eider down
Take refuge in pleasure
Just give me your future
We'll forget your past
Oh mother of pearl
Submarine lover
In a shrinking world
Oh lonely dreamer
Your choke-up provokes
A picture cameo
Oh mother of pearl
So so semi-precious
In your detached world
Oh mother of pearl
I wouldn't trade you
For another girl


Sunset

Oh look at the sun - it's all a-glow
Slow burning star - sinking low
Heaven knows where you go
Out of sight, out of minds eye, no
Aw such a shame - you must leave
All day long you were a friend to me
Still - the moon's company
Until morning when larks will sing
Horizon's appointment you'll keep
For sunswept flamingos must sleep
Scenes like these from my dreams
Cover cutting-room floors all over .....

Warm heart we spin slowly from view
Why are you sad - do you disapprove?
How we've wasted our time
Sunset - end of my day - my decline
Postscript you trace colours the sky
Red-letter light fades, is filed away
Sunburst fingers you raise
One last sigh of farewell - goodbye
 

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