Thursday, November 24, 2011

STEVE HARLEY & Cockney Rebel - Ritz

One of my favorite opus from the early years from Steve Harley and his Cockney Rebels. Taken from the second album THE PSYCHOMODO-1974.
Re-released again by BGO records in 2001. RITZ. Ending number for the first side of two from the old LP album. Since I´ve heard Steve and his music first time it has been one of my biggest favorites. Never tired of it. Plays it often and in the same times you´ve find new things. This is nearly 36 years ago. Like a dream....


the words taken from the man who posted the video. I perfectly agree with him. One of the greatest opus songs ever sung and writen. Electricity of dark light runs all over your body whenever I listen to eat. Strange thing... the song melody repeats the same until the end, but I think the theatrical voice of Steve Harley together with the electric violin are the things that boost up the piece!!! 


and the incredible Lyrics



Hark to Rouall's white insanity
Clowns in drag concealing vanity
This is hardly Paradise
We’re still in search of petty scorn

Images so dead, in mourning
Clap and cheer the man performing
This is hardly Paradise
we're still in search of petty scorn

Couch my disease in chintz-covered kisses
Glazed calico cloth, my costume this is
Come to Pablo Fanque's in Indigo
We'll show you pastel Shades of rhyme

It's okay to laugh in harmony
See the white-faced Auguste's army
Come to Pablo's-Fanque's in Indigo
We'll Show you pastel shades of rhyme

Take a letter Ophelia, write
"Sorry Desdemona." bright
Peeking through the Nimbus covers
We see the twisted tale of Man

Catch us in the cornfield hiding
Me, Maryse and Moonbeams gliding
Peeking through the Nimbue covers
We see the twisted tale of Man

Careless, caress, curt up beside me
Visit, sleep and smile and drown me
March together, slay like Nero
Now we have something you understand

Oh! the clown, his stare is eyeless
Shall he make you laugh or cry.yes
March together, slay like Nero
Now we have sometning you understand

It is time to hide my body
Shall we start to speak of holly
I don't wanna be that Superhero
’Til you have something we anderstand

Heard they're moving Pisces into June
Shall we put together a platoon
I don't wanna be that Superhero
’Til you have something we understand

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