Produceret af David Gilmour
Koncert optaget 2016
Udgivet 29. september 2017
Endnu en liveudgivelse. Igen ser det ud som der her skal tjenes en masse penge
på sultne fans. Med alt det live musik Gilmour har udgivet, siden det var slut med
Pink Floyd.
Denne udgivelse er dog den eneste liveudgivelse fra Rattle That Lock touren.
Modsat On an Island touren, der affødte en stribe liveudgivelser. For både Pink
Floyd fans og Gilmourfans er dette materiale guld værd. Kvalitetne er selvfølgelig
i top og så er ekstramaterialet det rene guf.
Den udgives som "4*vinyl", "2*CD", "2*DVD", "1* Blue Ray" eller Deluxe udgaven med 2 CD'er
og 2 Blue Rays.
Ikk særligt overraskende er der en masse ekstra materiale i Deluxe udgaven, og
og hvis du kun er interesseret i musikken, så kan du roligt nøjes med CD'erne.
Der er ingen tvivl om at den her koncert trækker meget på minderne om den film
og Livekoncert Pink Floyd kom med i 1971.
Der blev spillet to shows denne gang og
denne gang med publikum på.
Der bliver spillet et nummer som også blev spillet
dengang i 1971, og det er "One of These Days". Resten er en blanding af Pink
Floyd numre og så en del fra Gilmours seneste to solo-plader.
CD 1:
5 A.M. (3.14)
Rattle That Lock (4.41)
Faces Of Stone (6.00)
What Do You Want From Me (4.30)
The Blue (6.33)
The Great Gig in the Sky (6.02)
A Boat Lies Waiting (4.55)
Wish You Were Here (5.18)
Money (8.13)
In Any Tongue (7.47)
High Hopes (9.31)
One of These Days (6.32)
CD 2:
Shine on You Crazy Diamond (12.32)
Fat Old Sun (6.05)
Coming Back to Life (7.18)
On an Island (7.01)
Today (6.40)
Sorrow (10.50)
Run Like Hell (7.16)
Time / Breathe (In the Air) (reprise) (6.45)
Comfortably Numb (9.59)
Blu-Ray Documentary:
Pompeii Then and Now Doc (7.17)
BONUS Blu-Ray Disc:
South America December 2015
Astronomy Domine (5.14)
Us and Them (7.51)
Today (6.53)
Time / Breathe (In the Air) (reprise) (6.41)
Comfortably Numb (Jon Carin - vocal) (9.00)
Directed by Aubrey Powell
Wroclaw, Poland June 2016 – with Orchestra
5 A.M. (3.01)
Rattle That Lock (5.25)
Dancing Right in Front of Me (6.18)
The Girl in the Yellow Dress (with Leszek Mo?d?er) (7.08)
In Any Tongue (7.56)
Directed by Aubrey Powell
Documentaries
Gavin Elder - Europe 2015 (12.45)
Gavin Elder - South America 2015 (15.00)
Gavin Elder - North America 2016 (15.25)
Gavin Elder - Europe 2016 (17.00)
BBC documentary ‘David Gilmour: Wider Horizons’ (72.00)
Numre på denne plade
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(Instrumental)
Rattle That Lock [5:23] (Gilmour, Samson) 2015
Whatever it takes to break
Gotta do it
From the burning lake or the eastern gate
You'll get through it
Rattle that lock, lose those chains
Rattle that lock, lose those chains
Rattle that lock, lose those chains
Rattle that lock...
Let's go do it
Have it all our way
Go back to where we blew it
And lose our heads along the way
So long sin, au revoir chaos
If there's a heaven, it can wait
So long sin, au revoir chaos
If there's a heaven...
Rattle that lock
Rattle that lock, lose those chains
Rattle that lock
Rattle that lock, lose those chains
And all the other travellers
Become phantoms to our eyes
Furies and the revellers
Fallen angels in disguise
No discord, chance or rumour
Is going to interrupt this place
No discord, chance or rumour
To interrupt this...
So let's get to it
It's calling like a flame
Through the darkness and the night
The world suspended on a golden chain
Rattle that lock
Rattle that lock, lose those chains
Rattle that lock
Rattle that lock
Rattle that lock, lose those chains
Faces of stone that watched from the dark
As the wind swirled around and you took my arm in the park
Images framed, hung high in the trees
And you talked of your youth but the years had turned dry as the leaves
Your lover was gone, his replacement to hand
And just what the difference was, you could not understand
In darkening grey we walked back through the streets
Then you talked all night long of your childhood home by the sea
And I, my disguise a mask chosen by you
Believed every word I heard
At least I think that's what I tried to do
We sat on the roof - the night overflowed
No more was said but I learned all I needed to know
Your Hollywood smile shone a light on the past
But it was the future that you held so tight to your heart
What Do You Want From Me [4:31] (Gilmour/Samson) 1994
As you look around this room tonight
Settle in your seat and dim the lights
Do you want my blood, do you want my tears
What do you want
What do
you want from me
Should I sing until I can't sing any more
Play these
strings until my fingers are raw
You're so hard to please
What do you
want from me
Do you think I know something you don't know
What do
you want from me
If I don't promise you the answers would you go
What
do you want from me
Should I stand out in the rain
Do you want me to
make a daisy chain for you
I'm not the one you need
What do you want
from me
You can have anything you want
You can drift, you can dream,
even walk on water
Anything you want
You can own everything you
see
Sell your soul for complete control
Is that really what you
need
You can lose yourself this night
See inside there is nothing to
hide
Turn and face the light
What do you want from me
The Blue [6:34] (Gilmour, Samson) 2006
Shameless sea
Aimlessly so blue
Midnight moon shines for you
Still, marooned
Silence drifting through
Nowhere to choose
just blue...
Ceaselessly
star-crossed you and me
save our souls
we'll be forever
blue
Waves roll
lift us in blue
drift us
Seep right through
and colour us blue
Wait for me
shameless you, the sea
soon, the
blue
so soon...
Soon the blue, so soon
The Great Gig in the Sky [6:03] (Wright) 1973
(Instrumental)
A Boat Lies Waiting [4:55] 2015
Something I never knew
In silence I'd hear you
And a boat lies waiting
Still your clouds all flaming
That old time easy feeling
What I lost was an ocean
Now I'm drifting through without you
In this sad barcarolle
What I lost was an ocean
And I'm rolling right behind you
In this sad barcarolle
It rocks you like a cradle
It rocks you to the core
You'll sleep like a baby
As it knocks at Death's door
Wish You Were Here [5:18] (Waters, Gilmour) 1975
So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skies from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?
And did they get you to trade
Your
heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
for a lead role in a cage?
How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.
Money, get away.
Get a good job with good pay and you're okay.
Money, it's a gas.
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash.
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think I'll buy me a football team.
Money, get back.
I'm all right Jack keep your hands off of my stack.
Money, it's a hit.
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit.
I'm in the high-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet.
Money, it's a crime.
Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie.
Money, so they say
Is the root of all evil today.
But if you ask for a raise it's no surprise that they're
giving none away.
In Any Tongue [7:47] (Gilmour, Samson) 2015
Home and done it's just begun
His heart weighs more, more than it ever did before
What has he done? God help my son
Hey, stay a while, I'll stay up
No sugar is enough to bring sweetness to his cup
I know sorrow tastes the same on any tongue
How was I to feel it
When a gun was in my hands
And I'd waited for so long
How was I to see straight
In the dust and blinding sun
Just a pair of boots on the ground
On the screen the young men die
The children cry in the rubble of their lives
What has he done? God help my son
Hey, stay a while, I'll stay up
The volume pumped right up but not enough to drown it out
I hear "Mama" sounds the same in any tongue
How am I to see you
When my faith stands in the way
And the wailing is long done
How am I to know you
With a joystick in my hand
When the call to arms has come
High Hopes [9:31] (Gilmour, Samson) 1994
Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of
magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun
Along the Long Road and
on down the Causeway
Do they still meet there by the Cut
There was
a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before times took our
dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the
ground
To a life consumed by slow decay
The grass was greener
The
light was brighter
Whith friends surrounding
The nights of wonder
Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how
green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back
again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide
At a higher altitude with
flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights of that dreamed of world
Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still
unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this
road we've been so many times
The grass was greener
The light was
brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends
surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river
Forever and ever
One of These Days [6:32] (Waters, Wright, Mason, Gilmour) 1971
One of these days, I'm going to cut you into little pieces
Shine On You Crazy Diamond (1-5) [12'33] Wright, Waters, Gilmour 1975
Remember when you were young,
You shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy
diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes,
Like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the crossfire
of childhood
and stardom,
Blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway
laughter,
Come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!
You reached for the secret too soon,
You cried for the moon.
Shine on you
crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night,
And exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome
With random
percision,
Rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions,
Come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!
Fat Old Sun [6:05] (Gilmour) 1970
When the fat old sun in the sky is falling
Summer evenin' birds are calling
Summer's thunder time of year
The sound of music in my ears
Distant
bells, new mown grass
Smells so sweet
By the river holding hands
Roll me up and lay me down
And if you sit don't make a sound
Pick your
feet up off the ground
And if you hear as the warm night falls
The
silver sound from a time so strange
Sing to me, sing to me
When that
fat old sun in the sky is falling
Summer evenin' birds are calling
Children's laughter in my ears
The last sunlight disappears
And if
you sit don't make a sound
Pick your feet up off the ground
And if
you hear as the warm night falls
The silver sound from a time so strange
Sing to me, sing to me
When that fat old sun in the sky is falling
Coming Back To Life [7:18] (Gilmour) 1994
Where were you when I was burned and broken
While the days slipped by from
my window watching
And where were you when I was hurt and I was helpless
Because the things you say and the things you do surround me
While you were
hanging yourself on someone else's words
Dying to believe in what you heard
I was staring straight into the shining sun
Lost in thought and lost in
time
While the seeds of life and the seeds of change were planted
Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but
irresistible pastime
I took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew
the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life
I
took a heavenly ride through our silence
I knew the waiting had begun
And headed straight into the shining sun
On an Island [7:02] (Gilmour; Gilmour Samson) 2006
Remember that night...
White sails in the moonlight
They walked it too...
Through empty playground, this ghost's town
Children again on rusting swings
getting higher
Sharing a dream
On an Island.... it felt right
We lay
side by side,
Between the moon and the tide
Mapping the stars for a while
Let the night surround you
We're half way to the stars,
Ebb and flow
Let it grow..... feel the warmth beside you
Remember that night,
The warmth and the laughter
Candles burn...
Though the church was
deserted
At dawn we went down through empty streets to the harbour
Dreamers may leave ...but we're here everafter...
Da da da da da....
Let the night surround you
We're half way to the stars,
Ebb and flow
Let it grow..... feel the warmth beside you...
If you should wake and find me gone
Keep safe this night and dwell upon
Such murmurations, sun sunk deep
Now close your eyes and go to sleep
What a day it's been a day of shoot the breezing
What a day it's been this time of year
Just a day when the weight of the world slides away
Feel that sun on your back see the shadows falling
Sea meets shore and soothes it with a song
If this should be my last day on earth
I'll sing along
Let's forget all the skies cast over and grey
And the squalling tempests of doubt
Holding on clinging tight in the wreckage of love
But today
What a time to dream what a day of easy
What a day it's been this time of year
Just a day when the weight of the world slides away
Evening Star, a guitar in the smoke of the fire
Light of gold in the garden of old
I will take it all again, if it came my way
But today
The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land
Plumes of smoke rise
and merge into the leaden sky:
A man lies and dreams of green fields and
rivers,
But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking
He's haunted
by the memory of a lost paradise
In his youth or a dream, he can't be precise
He's chained forever to a world that's departed
It's not enough, it's
not enough
His blood has frozen and curdled with fright
His knees
have trembled and given way in the night
His hand has weakened at the moment
of truth
His step has faltered
One world, one soul
Time pass, the
river rolls
And he talks to the river of lost love and dedication
And silent
replies that swirl invitation
Flow dark and troubled to an oily sea
A
grim intimation of what is to be
There's an unceasing wind that blows
through this night
And there's dust in my eyes, that blinds my sight
And
silence that speaks so much louder that words,
Of promises broken
Run Like Hell [7:16] (Gilmour, Waters) 1979
Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run,
Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run.
You better make your face up in
Your favorite disguise.
With your button down lips
and your roller blind eyes.
With your empty smile
And your hungry heart.
Feel the bile rising from your guilty past.
With your nerves in tatters
When the conch shell shatters
And the hammers batter
Down your door.
You'd better run.
Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run,
Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run.
You run all day
And run all night.
Keep your dirty feelings
Deep inside.
And if you're taking your girl friend out tonight
You'd better park the car
Well out of sight.
Cause if they catch you in the back seat
Trying to pick her locks,
They're gonna send you back to mother
In a cardboard box.
You better run.
Time [6:46] (Mason, Waters, Wright, Gilmour) 1973
Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.
Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.
So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.
Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over,
Thought I'd something more to say.
Home, home again.
I like to be here when I can.
When I come home cold and tired
It's good to warm my bones beside the fire.
Far away across the field
The tooling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.
Comfortably Numb [10:00] (Gilmour, Waters) 1979
Hello?
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone at home?
Come on, now,
I hear you're feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain
Get you on your feet again.
Relax.
I'll need some information first.
Just the basic facts.
Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain you would not understand
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.
I have become comfortably numb.
O.K.
Just a little pin prick.
There'll be no more aaaaaaaaah!
But you may feel a little sick.
Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working, good.
That'll keep you going through the show
Come on it's time to go.
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown,
The dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb