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Ultravox: Vienna

 A l b u m   D e t a i l s


Label: Chrysalis Records
Released: 1980
Time:
 43:28
Category: Pop/Rock
Producer(s): See Artists ...
Rating: ********** (10/10)
Media type: CD
Web address: www.ultravox.org.uk
Appears with: Midge Ure
Purchase date: 2001.09.01
Price in €: 10,99



 S o n g s ,   T r a c k s


[1] Astradyne (Cann/Cross/Currie/Ultravox/Ure) - 7:07
[2] New Europeans (Cann/Cross/Currie/Ultravox/Ure) - 4:00
[3] Private Lives (Cann/Cross/Currie/Ure) - 4:06
[4] Passing Strangers (Cann/Cross/Currie/Ure) - 3:49
[5] Sleepwalk (Cann/Cross/Currie/Ure) - 3:10
[6] Mr X (Cann/Cross/Currie/Ure) - 6:33
[7] Western Promise (Cann/Cross/Currie/Ure) - 5:44
[8] Vienna (Cann/Cross/Currie/Ure) - 4:52
[9] All Stood Still (Cann/Cross/Currie/Ure) - 4:23

 A r t i s t s ,   P e r s o n n e l


MIDGE URE - Synthesizer, Guitar, Vocals, Producer
BILLY CURRIE - Synthesizer, Piano, Violin, Keyboards, Viola, Producer
WARREN CANN - Percussion, Drums, Vocals, Electronics, Producer
CHRIS CROSS - Synthesizer, Bass, Vocals, Producer

CONRAD PLANK - Producer
BRIAN GRIFFIN - Photography
ANTON CORBIJN - Photography
GLENN TRAVIS - Design

 C o m m e n t s ,   N o t e s


1981 CD Chrysalis F2-21296
1981 LP Chrysalis 1296
1990 CD Chrysalis 21296
1990 CS Chrysalis F4-21296
2000 CD EMI 525523
2001 CD EMI 5255230


The new Ultravox, under Midge Ure, has a dreamy, ethereal sound heard at its best on its debut album, which features the title song, "All Stood Still," "Passing Strangers," and "Sleepwalk," all UK hits.

William Ruhlmann - All Music Guide
© 1992 - 2001 AEC One Stop Group, Inc.



Sie waren Vorreiter der Synthie-Pop-Welle Anfang der 80er Jahre: Noch vor den Pet Shop Boys schoß das britische Quartett um den mit Charisma gesegneten Sänger Midge Ure mit Vienna 1980 in die internationalen Hitparaden. Der Titelsong kletterte auch hierzulande bis auf Platz 14, Dancing With Tears In My Eyes aus dem 84er Album sogar auf Platz 7. Ihr "goßes Ziel, zeilose Pop-Musik zu machen", erreichten die vier mit ihrem vierten Werk - auch wenn die teils elektronisch-verschnörkelten Melodien für heutige Ohren vielleicht etwas gewöhnungsbedürftig klingen.

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ASTRADYNE

Instrumental


NEW EUROPEANS

In a quiet street washed by the rain, the room within the home.
A lonely man sits cheek to cheek, with unique designs in chrome.
The mellow years have long gone by, but now he sits alone.
He has a brand new radio, but never turns it on.

Chorus:

New Europeans.
Young Europeans.
New Europeans.

A photograph of lovers lost, lies pressed in magazines.
Her eyes belong to a thousand girls, she's the wife who's never seen.
Their educated son has left, in search of borrowed dreams.
His television's in his bed, he's frozen to the screen.

(Chorus)

On a crowded beach washed by the sun, he puts his headphones on.
His modern world revolves around the synthesizer's song.
Full of future thoughts and thrills, his senses slip away.
He's a European legacy, a culture for today.

(Chorus)

Young Europeans.


PRIVATE LIVES

All the boys are wearing blue tonight.
We'll thrive, we'll dive, how can we lose?
All the strangers walk like you tonight.
So tall, we fall for every move.

We'll laugh and talk,
Don't stop for breath,
In these our private lives.
We dance 'til dawn,
As they beat the drums,
For all our private lives.

Close your eyes and use the melody,
Who cares who stares under the light?
See the shadow tailing me again,
It shows, it glows, and it grabbed so bright.


PASSING STRANGERS

We were so young, we were too vain.
Dance in the dark, sing in the rain.
Time on our hands, hope in our hearts.

Chorus:

We were talking, passing strangers.
Moments caught across an empty room.
Wasted whispers, faded secrets.
Quickly passes, time goes, time goes by too soon.

We stood alone, silent and proud.
Moments unknown, lost in a crowd.
Running through memories like thieves in the night.
Clutching emotions, holding too tight.
Hold turns to dust, shattered by light.

(Repeat chorus 3 times and fade)


SLEEPWALK

Sleepwalk. (Repeat 3 times)

Rolling and falling, I'm choking and calling,
Name after name after name.

Sleepwalk. (Repeat 3 times)

Naked and bleeding, the streetlights stray by me,
Hurting my eyes with their glare.

Sleepwalk. (Repeat 3 times)

Helplessly breaking, exchanging my faces,
Destined, we had to collide.

Sleepwalk!

Taut on the outside, I'm crumpling and crawling,
Watching the day drag away.
Spiralling deeper, I can't feel my fingers,
Rip round my throat as I dream.

Dream!

Sleepwalk. (Repeat 12 times and fade)


MR. X

I found the perfect picture, of a perfect stranger.
It looked as if, it were taken in the forties sometime,
Judging by the style.

He could be a killer or a blind man with a cane,
Perhaps he died in a car crash, years ago.
Right now, it's impossible to tell.

I almost thought I saw him, standing, whistling on a bridge.
I asked him the time, but when he turned around,
I saw it wasn't him at all.

I'm still searching.
I'm still searching.

I saw him in an airport, while he was sitting on a wing.
And I waved to him, but I don't think he noticed me.
I've got a funny feeling I know who he is.

Mr. X (Repeat 14 times and fade)


WESTERN PROMISE

Hai!

Oh mystical East, on old postcards,
Your childhood dreams and energies.
Your temples' gardens, old world charm,
An ancient culture, torn and scarred.

This is my Western promise.

Oh mystical East, you've lost your way,
Your rising sun shall rise again.
My Western world gives out her hand,
A victor's help to your fallen land.

This is my Western promise.

Hai!

Mystical East, all taxi-cabs,
All ultra-neon, sign of the times.
Your Buddha Zen and Christian man,
All minions to messiah Pepsi can.

This is my Western promise.


VIENNA

We walked in the cold air.
Freezing breath on a window pane,
Lying and waiting.
The man in the dark in a picture frame,
So mystic and soulful.
A voice reaching out in a piercing cry,
It stays with you until

The feeling has gone only you and I.
It means nothing to me.
This means nothing to me.
Oh,.

The music is weaving
Haunting notes, pizzicato strings,
The rhythm is calling.
Alone in the night as the daylight brings,
A cool empty silence.
The warmth of your hand and a cold grey sky,
It fades to the distance.

The image has gone only you and I.
It means nothing to me.
This means nothing to me.
Oh,.

This means nothing to me.
This means nothing to me.
Oh,.


ALL STOOD STILL

The lights went out (The last fuse blew).
The clocks all stopped (It can't be true).
The program's wrong (What can we do?).
The printout's blocked (It relied on you).

The turbine cracked up.
The buildings froze up.
The system choked up.
What can we do?

Please remember to mention me,
In tapes you leave behind.

Chorus :
We stood still.
We all stood still.
Still stood still.
We're standing still.

The screen shut down (There's no reply).
The lifts all fall (A siren cries).
And the radar fades (A pilot sighs).
As the countdowns stall (The readout lies).

The turbines cracked up.
The buildings froze up.
The system choked up.
What can we do?

Please remember to mention me,
In tapes you leave behind.

(Chorus)

The black box failed (The codes got crossed).
And the jails decayed (The keys got lost).
Everyone kissed (We breathe exhaust).
In the new arcade (Of the holocaust).

The turbine cracked up.
The buildings froze up.
The system choked up.
What can we do?

Plese remember to mention me,
In tapes you might leave behind.

(Chorus - Repeat 2 times).

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