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Yes: Talk

 A l b u m   D e t a i l s


Label: Victory Records
Released: 1994
Time:
 55:02
Category: Pop/Rock
Producer(s): Trevor Rabin
Rating: *******... (7/10)
Media type: CD
Web address: yesworld.com
Appears with: Jon Anderson, Steve Howe, Rick Wakeman, Chris Squire
Purchase date: 1995
Price in €: 16,99



 S o n g s ,   T r a c k s


[1] The Calling (Rabin/Anderson/Squire) - 6:52
[2] I Am Waiting (Rabin/Anderson) - 7:22
[3] Real Love (Rabin/Squire/Anderson) - 8:42
[4] State Of Play (Rabin/Anderson) - 4:58
[5] Walls (Rabin/Hodgson/Anderson) - 4:52
[6] Where Will You Be (Rabin/Anderson) - 6:03
[7] Endless Dream (Rabin/Anderson) - 15:41
       a. Silent Spring
       b. Talk
       c. Endless Dream

 A r t i s t s ,   P e r s o n n e l


Jon Anderson - Vocals
Trevor Rabin - Guitar, Keyboards, Programming, Vocals, Engineer
Chris Squire - Bass Guitar, Vocals
Alan White - Drums
Tony Kaye - Hammond B3 Organ

Michael Jay - Engineer
Stephen Marcussen - Mastering
Paul Rivas - Art Direction
Jim Baldree - Mastering
Peter Max - Logo

 C o m m e n t s ,   N o t e s


From Spitfire Records, the 10th lineup of Yes features Jon Anderson, Trevor Rabin, Tony Kaye, Chris Squire, and Alan White. Talk makes some effort to get away from the group's indulgent art rock pretensions, at least to the extent of using a spare, spacious production full of closely miked drums and sharp guitars. This Collector's Edition includes the bonus track 'The Calling' (special version) and new in-depth sleevenotes. 2002.



This is the best album of the Trevor Rabin era. It combines the state of art with some classic Yes style songs (such as "Endless Dream"). This disc has a wide variety of styles, including latin, metal, and pop. The one downfall is that it seems to be a Trevor Rabin dominated album, since he writes, produces, and plays guitar and keyboards on every track. (*****)



The tenth lineup of Yes features Jon Anderson, Trevor Rabin, Tony Kaye, Chris Squire, and Alan White. Talk makes some effort to get away from the group's indulgent art-rock pretensions, at least to the extent of using a spare, spacious production full of closely miked drums and sharp guitars. (No wonder, since guitarist Trevor Rabin produced the record.) Rabin and Anderson are the main composers, and they fail to come up with really distinctive songs, which may help explain why this album had a lower chart peak than any new Yes album since 1972 and a shorter chart run than any Yes album except the compilation album Classic Yes. In other words, a disaster.

William Ruhlmann - All-Music Guide



The Rabin era of Yes has often taken a lot of hits from critics and fans alike. There is no doubt that Yes with Rabin sounded and sounds a lot different than without him. 1994's Talk is no exception. If there is one thing that characterizes Yes from 1983's 90125 on it is that Yes became a harder edged band. Rabin's guitar lines are much more angular than Steve Howe's are, for example. This filtered down into the arrangements, to a point where here on Talk, Yes could almost be said to "crunch."

When Talk was first released, I found I really liked the album. And listening to it now after having not in a while, I still find I do. No, it wasn't 90125 which remains my favourite of the post-80's Yes, but this album seemed to work. It's tight, varied, textured ... some great performances, and so different from anything Yes had done before. As different as, say, 90125 was from anything Yes had done prior to it. Though I can see why Steve Howe may not like to play Rabin's parts - Rabin is less of a lyrical guitar player, more of a riff guitarist. Howe is much smoother. Rabin does have some great riffs, some great moments, and I do like him as a guitar player, as much as I like Howe, but for different reasons. This was a different Yes, but still a Yes with artistic integrity.

There will be those who will say "Yes isn't Yes without [pick your own ex-Yes member here], and thank goodness for the return (departure) of [put name here]." Anyway, not to put too fine a point on the "which is the better Yes debate" - everyone will have their own opinions - this is mine.

To highlight some of the things I like about this album, the bass and percussion of Chris Squire and Alan White, respectively, are quite boomy and powerful throughout, beginning with the opener "The Calling."

During "Real Love," and along with Rabin on guitar, they get downright crunchy, staying just on this side of the metal line. If "Real Love" weren't a "slow, but heavy, grind," this would be a metal triple attack. Of course, it begins with quietly percolating percussion, violin like guitar, understated vocals by Anderson, which build into a smoldering track.

"I Am Waiting" (which follows "The Calling") begins with a sweetly melancholy guitar intro, which continues after the full band have joined in. This isn't a complicated arrangement, but follows along the "big" and "epic" feel of the first track, without the rock arrangement. That isn't to say this is all understated, as the band crests occasionally, vocals soaring, Rabin's leads soaring. It's a love song, but not just romantic love, but also hinting at a love of god (what the Greeks called agape) - and any other variety of love you can think of.

"Where Will You Be" is all Fourth World in feel - Anderson's vocals and Rabin's guitar take lead, with some fat drums courtesy of White (they sound like kettle drums - big, deep kettle drums), seasoned by light percussion (something almost hollow sounding, yet solid in feel).

"Endless Dream" is the suite that closes out the album, beginning with a keyboard/guitar instrumental, again of metal-like proportions - probably both Rabin. Kaye is credited on the album only with Hammond organ and this doesn't sound anything like a Hammond (or at least as I think of a Hammond sound). Rabin's a keyboard demon here, tickling the "ivories" with such speed. Which is then replaced by some light and lyrical keyboard notes underlying Anderson's quiet vocalizations (there are lyrics, but he is so quiet in the mix, you don't notice right away). This is a beautiful section, which gives way to a funky section, funk with a metal edge. A stuttering, staccato like sound, possibly keys, maybe guitar... actually, what I thought of now is the title music to the series Third Watch (which only means something to those who watch it). There are hints of classic Yes here, too, during the latter part of the track, a very choral like feel with harmonized angelic voices.

"Walls" is okay, but doesn't really get interesting until the latter third or so when Anderson takes over lead vocals and Rabin plays some countrified electric guitar.

More pop oriented than their classics of the 70's, this shows us a Yes not rehashing past glories but making music that draws on influences from others and giving them a Yes flavour. This isn't the best Yes album, and since they're still making music, maybe the best is still to come. But there was a lot to like about the Rabin-era and this disk does deserve a listen.

[Hear Yes "talk" about the making of this release at www.lightspeed-rocks.net/yes.html in RealAudio, courtesy of Rod Chappell of Lightspeed. -ed.]

Reviewed by: Stephanie Sollow
www.progressiveworld.net - Your Ultimate Guide To Progressive Music


Als Trevor Rabin auf der Bildfläche erschien, war aus dem Yes-Bombast die Luft raus: Das schlackenlose Owner Of A Lonely Heart sicherte 1983 der LP 90/25 höchste Edelmetall-Weihen. Nach diversen Kombi-Konstellationen ist die 90/25-Mannschaft (Jon Anderson, Rabin, Chris Squire, Tony Kaye, Alan White) wieder am Ruder. State Of Play, Walls und das instrumentale Intro von Endless Dream zeigen, daß die damalige Lektion Spuren hinterließ. Talk ist kein hohles Gewäsch, hat bei allen Finessen und kompakten Passagen aber doch einigen Leerlauf.

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Seit Bassist Chris Squire sich nicht mehr gegen eine Yes-Reunion querstellt, steht die famose Artrock-Mannschaft wieder in den Startlöchern. Für "Talk" trat man in Fünferbesetzung an: mit Squire, Gitarrist Trevor Rabin, dem Ur-Yes-Mann Tony Kaye an der Hammondorgel, dem Drummer Alan White und dem unverzichtbaren Vokalisten Jon Anderson. Rabin produzierte die sieben neuen Songs mit akzentuiertem Rock-Drive, darüber kamen aber die Yes-typischen Feinheiten nicht zu kurz. Melodischer Höhepunkt ist "I Am Waiting". ** Interpret.: 07-08

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It would be far too easy to dismiss Talk as just another Yes foray into cosmic chaos – tempting as it is. True, bizarre lyrics and mindlessness permeate the album. But if you look behind the celestial smoke screen, you'll find that aging art-rock groups don't die, they just keep changing members.

Gone from 1991's abysmal Union are Rick Wakeman, Bill Bruford and Steve Howe. Remaining are Trevor Rabin, Jon Anderson, Tony Kaye, Chris Squire and Alan White – the same lineup that produced 1983's platinum 90125.

Produced and co-written by Rabin, Yes' 13th album has been given an antiseptic scrub and employs enough computer wizardry to put a smile on any geek. Slick pop gifts like "The Calling" and "Walls," along with the anthemic "I Am Waiting," sparkle next to the familiar progressive prattle of "State of Play" and "Where Will You Be."

Of course, what would a Yes album be without the over-the-top histrionics of the three-part finale "Endless Dream" – a 16-minute testament to wretched excess. But give Yes credit for the way Jon Anderson's ageless tenor complements the always-steady performances of Kaye, Squire and White – and for at least admitting that this, indeed, is the '90s. And despite the band's lofty perch, the view from the stratosphere seems to be getting a bit clearer. (RS 691)

MATT BIRKBECK - Rolling Stone (Sep 22, 1994)

 

 L y r i c s


The Calling

Feel the calling of a miracle
In the presence of the word.
Now we hold the right to rearrange
How the stories can be heard.

In the beginning is the future,
And the future is at hand;
I'll be calling voices of Africa
Be the rhythm to the plan.

From the Congo to Lenasia
Be the writing on the wall.
I'll be calling the colors of India
See the Asian life explode.

Head in to the headlight.
Don't turn from the rain.
There's a fire raging somewhere near,
Like a longtime friend who's
Seen it darker than ebony.
Take off on the turnpike
(Asking for the first call)
Give me more of the same
(Asking for a song)
There's a fire burning in my heart again.

I'll be calling the dragons of China;
See the dancers of the Nile.
See the wings of change are on display
This revelation mine.

Feel the calling of a miracle
In the presence of the word.
Head in to the headlight.
Don't turn from the rain.
There's a fire raging somewhere near,
Like a longtime friend who's
Seen it darker than ebony.
Take off on the turnpike
(Asking for the first call)
Give me more of the same
(Asking for a song)
There's a fire burning in my heart again.

Feel the calling of a miracle,
The revelation mine.


I Am Waiting

Am I waking to this magic
Am I seeing, all is human,
Human after all...

I wanna be inside your heart
Are you ready
I wanna love forever
Are you thinking
I wanna be inside your heart
What I'm thinking
I wanna know you're with me.

Highways, starways, many ways
To be open tonight.
High time, look inside your life.
I am waiting.

I am waiting; are you ready?
I am waiting; can you hear me?
Can you hear me?

I happened in the water.
The heaven will fall.
The break in the water.
The secret birth.

Said she loves me; I believe her.
Waited lifetimes, say this to you.

I wanna be inside your heart
Are you ready
I wanna love forever
Are you thinking
I wanna be inside your heart
What I'm thinking
I wanna know you're with me.

Highways, starways, many ways
To be open tonight.
High time, look inside your life.
I am waiting.
Say you need me, I'm yours.
Say you need me, just because.

(It's our freedom...)
It's our freedom, hear me now.
We are made to be here now.
We'll be waiting for the word
As the healing of the world.
Make me promises, to be true,
All my life my world is you.

I am waiting; are you ready?
Are you ready?
I am waiting; can you hear me?
Can you hear me?


Real Love

Get the fire, as the flame it burns,
Get the wind as it slowly turns.
Get the earth as it circles by,
Get the sky see creation fly.

This point of living;
This point of giving;
This chance of living,
Has got to be known.

Get the fire, as the flame it burns,
Get the wind as it slowly turns.
Get the earth...
Get the sky...

Far away, in the depths of Hawking's mind
To the animal, primalistic grind,
You bring me reason, a simple fact of life.
(Bring me reason...)
You don't say you're sorry...

Call this real love
Activates this mission
To be on the same timeline.
Call this free love
Get a ticket on the master plan.
On the freedom climb.

Get the fire, as the flame it burns,
Get the wind as it slowly turns.
Get the earth...
Get the sky...

This point of living;
This point of giving;
This chance of living
Far away, in the depths of Hawking's mind
To the animal, the primalistic grind,
You bring me reason, a simple fact of life.
You don't say you're sorry...
Call this free love
Activiates this mission
To be on the same timeline.
Call this free love
Get a ticket on the master plan.
On the freedom climb.

Call this free love
You can activate this message
On the concourse of your fine mind.
Call this real love
Get off those chains,
Get off those chains.
Get off those changes coming to you.


State Of Play

You can hear the siren screaming,
Take me to the promised land;
See the intervention
Take you higher and higher.
See we are the giving world,
We are responsible,
We're not about to break-

It's just a state of play
It's just a state of play

This is the revolution,
Coming with the giving world
No need to wait for your
Appointment is made.
No need to ask for help,
It's in the love we breathe
Dancing in the new design

It's just a state of play
It's just a state of play

Secret needing,
From this love I'm feeding
High time flying,
From your love I'm feeding
High time flying,
Monumental reaching to god love
Secret needing,
All I really want to know right now...
The state of play
Are you looking at it
Is it looking at you.

It's just a state of play
It's just a state of play

No point in kidding,
Let the children split the atom-
A firm believer this
Appointment with love.
All those who look for glory,
They see the flags are flying,
They hear the siren screaming-
It's just a state of play
It's just a state of play
Secret needing,
From this love I'm feeding
High time, flying,
All I really want to know,
Right now, right now...
(I want to be inside your heart)
I want to know right now,
Is this the state of play.
Are you looking at it.


Walls

Don't you know it's my way out
To be on my own.
When I feel like crying out
I do it best alone.
Can you give me love and
Protection to shield my heart.
All the fear I feel from doubt
Is tearing me apart.

I wanna love, I wanna give,
I want to find another way to live.
Another shout, another cry,
And the walls come tumbling down.

Don't you know there's no way out;
Your pain's your own,
And the more we scream and shout
The more we feel alone.
I can feel my anger rising-
Am I to blame?
And I'm not gonna keep it inside me.
Do you feel the same?

I wanna love, I wanna give,
I want to find another way to live.
Another shout, another cry,
And the walls come tumbling down.
And I'm calling you.


Where Will You Be

Where will you be when you're not here.
How many lives in this earth time.
You are my soul and this you are.
Two souls intertwined,
That's what we are.

We can, we walk, hand in hand,
All the life,
Be the one, everything to me;
You, I am dreaming.
We have lived and known before,
I feel it.

Where will you lie.

When will I know when you are gone.
Where I be, and I will miss you.
We are this love in this life,
Two sould intertwined like once before.
See this meeting, hand in hand,
Every life,
Be the one, everything to me;
You are my feeling.

No need to fear this love of life,
We are the truth of every earth life.
No need to fear this life at all,
We are the sun and everlasting life.
Where will you be hearing this song.
How many lives in this earth time.
You are my soul and this you are.
You are my soul and this you are.

Where will you lie


Endless Dream

a. Silent Spring
Instrumental

b. Talk
Hold your head up high you know
You've come a long way, a long way
Tainted as a fugitive with nothing left to say
Temptation may come, hope your vision doesn't stray
In the name of god you may be forced away

Moving forward to the only place you know
Side tracked by some indiscretion,
Changing as you go
Temptation may come, hope your
Conscience doesn't hide
The longest trip you'll take is inside

It's the last time,
Telling myself everything
Call me over, than bring me back again
It's the last chance,
Telling myself, that I believe
Your forever, is mine, and all I need

Now! Life! Tell me now, in your arms
All I really need, is you by my side
I sing this to you, all the world and all it is
I bring this to you, this gift of love

And the world turns...
And the world turns...
Time tells all we know...
We look to tin jesus on the radio
Pledge me what you got...
I'll give you eternal resting spot
How intense I pray depends on how much you pay.

It's the last time, getting it, this life
First calling, in a silent spring
It's the first time, getting it, this life
First calling, in a silent spring
Fear! Strikes!-Deeper than-visionary
Screams and tears, never justify this love

Talk! Talk! listening
Like the first words ever to reach out
Talk! Talk!
Like the first sounds, in a silent spring
Talk! Talk! listening
Like the first words ever to reach out to you
Talk! Talk!
Like the first sound, you start to sing

So take your time
Look round and see
The most in time,
Is where you're meant to be
For they talk too loud,
And take the hope and peace
From your heart
We call this surrender
Slowly towards the north,
And this endless dream,
Giving ourselves everything
We're deserving,
We're gonna bring it back again
It's the last time,
Telling myself everything
It's the last time,
Bring me back, bring me back again
When the world brings you down
You can search you inside
For the love you will find
(Bring me back home)
When the world brings you down
You can search you inside
When the world brings you down
I've waited so long
When the world brings you down
You gotta play this living game
When the world brings you down

c. Endless Dream
So take your time
Look round and see
The most in time,
Is where you're meant to be
For you are light
Inside your dreams
For you will find,
That it's something
That touches me.

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