Rest in Peace, Ray.







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-> Das Cabinet des Christian Erdmann





Freitag, 15. April 2011

Waiting for those Kings to come - The Church







"Priest = Aura" (1992):

To listen to much of this album is to eavesdrop on a man wrapped up in a fantastic dialogue with the outermost reaches of his imagination. If the rumours are true, Arista initially refused to release "Priest = Aura", not really understanding what the f*** Church songwriter Steve Kilbey was on about and rightly concerned for his physical and psychological welfare.

One minute attempting to deal with some grand allusion to the space-time-continuum, expertly turning some equally outrageous grand illusion into fact the next. "You're so deluxe, you're so divine, you're so 50 light years ahead of your time", he sings, a victim of the love wars as well as the star wars. When Kilbey calls his lover a mutant, the smooth-talking f***er does so with a dozen red roses hidden behind his back.

(Mat Smith)








Kings

See history fade, it's crystal clear
Aurora what you doing here
Buttering the mouths of thieves
Shutter speed your bleeding leaves
In gardens in the orient
Likelihood is good and spent
Herod nods beneath the palms
Holds poor baby in his arms

Tunis and Sardinia
The ocean growing hungrier
Beneath these walls we'll sleep tonight
Beneath this sky we'll glide so bright
And kings will come, years will pass
Stars burn cold beneath the glass
And days will glow in distant times
In distorted haze the zebras graze

In deserts where the dust storm blows
And lush black swamps where mandrake grows
We're marching laughing to the drum
Waiting for those kings to come

And kings will come and years will pass
Stars burn cold beneath the glass
And days will glow in distant times
In distorted haze the zebras graze

An infant with the voice of a crone
In Nebukhadnezars parking zone
Calls out My Lord your end is nigh
I didn't mean to make you cry

In deserts where the dust storm blows
And lush black swamps where mandrake grows
We're marching laughing to the drum
Waiting for those kings to come

The circus sun in Nero eyes
The lions and the Christians rise
Software sings and hardware hears
We're destined babe to live these years





 
 










Geburtstagsoffenbarung auf Anfrage, Brief aus Australien 1986




















2 Kommentare:

  1. Anonym16.4.11

    unerhört. diese kirchenbrüder habe ich mir erst einmal gekauft. wie immer ein wortloses, großes dankeschön! :-)

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