Musik fra filmen More af Barbet Schroder Produceret af Pink Floyd
Udgivet Juli 1969
Cover Design af Hipgnosis
Musik fra filmen More af Barbet Schroder
Produceret
af Pink Floyd
Udgivet Juli 1969
Cover Design af
Hipgnosis
I mine yngre dage lyttede jeg meget til denne plade. Den lå
musikalsk meget langt fra det Pink Floyd jeg ellers kendte. Alligevel var der
en ånd over denne plade og så var den syret nok til at den var værd at lytte
til. Når man sådan skruede op for bassen, var "The Nile Song" faktisk et ret
råt nummer.
At jeg ikke har hørt denne plade i meget lang tid, hænger sammen
med at jeg kun har den på vinyl - og det er sgu så besværligt.
Jeg har aldrig set filmen, men har læst at der skulle være to numre mere i filmen end
på pladen, nemlig "Seabirds" og "Hollywood". Som Floyd-fan kunne jeg da meget
godt tænke mig at høre de numre, men at skulle se filmen for at komme til det
? Jeg ved ikke rigitgt.....
Ikke at det behøver at betyde noget, men jeg tager det nu som et klart
signal, at Floyd ikke har valgt et eneste nummer fra denne plade til deres
opsamlings plade "Echoes". Pladen var et bestillingsarbejde til en film. Det
kan ikke andet end hæmme de kunstneriske udfoldelses muligheder.
Filmen skulle efter sigende være en anti-stoffer film. En naiv tysk fyr kommer til Paris hvor en af hans venner tager ham med til en fest hvor han møder en pige der først lærer ham at ryge græs. Derefter tager de til Ibiza hvor de begynder at sniffe kokain og tage syre. Han ryger på heroin og skal bare have mere og mere. Heraf titlen More. Han ender med en overdosis i en mørk gyde.
Numre på denne plade
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In a churchyard by a river,
Lazing in the haze of midday,
Laughing in
the grasses and the graze.
Yellow bird, you are alone
In singing and
in flying on,
In laughing and in leaving.
Willow weeping in the
water,
Waving to the river daughters,
Swaying in the ripples and the
reeds.
On a trip to Cirrus Minor,
Saw a crater in the sun
A thousand
miles of moonlight later.
I was standing by the Nile
When I saw the lady smile.
I would take her out
for a while,
For a while.
Oh, my tears wept like a child.
How
her golden hair was blowing wild.
Then she spread her wings to fly,
For
to fly.
Soaring high above the breezes,
Going always where she
pleases.
She will make it to the islands in the sun.
I will follow
in her shadow
As I watch her from my window.
One day I will catch her
eye.
She is calling from the deep,
Summoning my soul to endless
sleep.
She is bound to drag me down,
Drag me down.
We smile and smile
We smile and smile
Laughter echoes in your eyes
We
climb and climb
We climb and climb
Footfalls softly in the pines
We
cry and cry
We cry and cry
Sadness passes in a while
We roll and
roll
We roll and roll
Help me roll away the stone
Up the Khyber (Mason, Wright) [2:12]
(Instrumental)
Green is the Colour (Waters) [2:58]
Heavy hung the canopy of blue
Shade my eyes and I can see you
White is
the light that shines through the dress that you wore
She lay in the
shadow of the wave
Hazy were the visions of her playing
Sunlight on
her eyes but moonshine made her cry ev'ry time
Green is the colour of
her kind
Quickness of the eye deceives the mind
Envy is the bond
between the hopeful and the damned
The path you tread is narrow
And the drop is shear and very high
The
ravens all are watching
from a vantage point nearby
Apprehension creeping
Like a tube-train up your spine
Will the tightrope reach the end
Will the final couplet rhyme
And it's high time Cymbaline
It's
high time Cymbaline
Please wake me
A butterfly with broken wings
is falling by your side
The ravens all are closing in
and there's
nowhere you can hide
Your manager and agent
are both busy on the phone
selling coloured photographs
to magazines back home
and it's
high time Cymbaline
It's high time Cymbaline
Please wake me
The
lines converging where you stand
They must have moved the picture plane
The leaves are heavy around your feet
You hear the thunder of the train
and suddenly it strikes you
That they're moving into range
Doctor Strange
is always changing size
And it's high time Cymbaline
It's high time
Cymbaline
Please wake me
And it's high time Cymbaline
It's high
time Cymbaline
Please wake me
Party Sequence (Waters, Wright, Gilmour, Mason) [1:08]
(Instrumental)
Main Theme (Waters, Wright, Gilmour, Mason) [5:34]
(Instrumental)
Ibiza Bar (Waters, Wright, Gilmour, Mason) [3:18]
I'm so afraid of the mistakes that I made
Taking every time that I wake
I feel like a hard-boiled and cut-up man
So give me a time when the
countries will lie on the storyline if kind
Are days are made since
the first page
I've lived every line that you wrote
Take me
down, take me down, from the shelf above your head
So give me a time when
the countries will lie on the storyline if kind
And if I live on the
shelf like the rest
And if love bleeds like a sad song
Please pick-up
your camera and use me again
So give me a time when the countries will lie
on the storyline if kind
Yea
More Blues (Waters, Wright, Gilmour, Mason) [2:12]
(Instrumental)
Quicksilver (Waters, Wright, Gilmour, Mason) [7:11]
(Instrumental)
A Spanish Piece (Gilmour) [1:04]
Pass the tequila, Manuel
(glug, snort)
Listen, gringo, laugh at my
lisp and I kill you
I think
This Spanish music
It sets my soul on fire
Lovely seniorita
Your eyes are like stars
Your teeth are like pearls
Your ruby lips
Dramatic Theme (Waters, Wright, Gilmour, Mason) [2:14]
(Instrumental)
