Malachai (Shadow Weaver Part 2)

THE LEGENDARY PINK DOTS

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Cover ImageRelease date and tracklist

1993
BE/US LP/CS Play It Again Sam BIAS236

side a

  1. Joey The Canary – [MP3]
  2. Kingdom Of The Flies – [MP3]
  3. Encore Une Fois – [MP3]
  4. Wildlife Estate – [MP3]

side b

  1. Pavane – [MP3]
  2. On The Boards – [MP3]
  3. We Bring The Day – [MP3a] – [MP3b]

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1993
BE/US CD Play It Again Sam BIAS236

2002
US CD Cacciocavallo CAD23
PL CD Big Blue L-0122 (different cover)

  1. Joey The Canary – [MP3]
  2. Kingdom Of The Flies – [MP3]
  3. Encore Une Fois – [MP3]
  4. Wildlife Estate – [MP3]
  5. Pavane – [MP3]
  6. Window On The World – [MP3]
  7. On The Boards – [MP3]
  8. We Bring The Day – [MP3a] – [MP3b]
  9. Paris 4AM – [MP3]

03 June 2012
NL Remastered MP3 self-released on Bandcamp

  1. Joey The Canary – [MP3]
  2. Kingdom Of The Flies – [MP3]
  3. Encore Une Fois – [MP3] / Wildlife Estate – [MP3]*
  4. Pavane – [MP3]
  5. Window On The World – [MP3]
  6. On The Boards – [MP3]
  7. We Bring The Day – [MP3a] – [MP3b]
  8. Paris 4AM – [MP3]

*A single file because these two tracks cross-fade.

 Credits

  • The Prophet Qa’Sepel – vox inhumana, keyboards
  • Ryan Moore – bass guitar, acoustic guitar
  • Martijn de Kleer- guitar, acoustic guitar, bass, drums
  • Niels van Hoornblower – saxophones, clarinet, bass clarinet, flute
  • The Silverman – keyboards, exotic devices
  • Patrick Q-Wright – violin, viola
  • Steven Stapleton – more exotic devices

produced by Steven Stapleton and The Pink Dots
engineered by Vincent Hoedt, X-ray Alley and The Pink Dots
cover by Babs Santini

Notes

Catalog number is given as “BIAS 236 CD” on the spine, “BIAS 236-2” on the back, and “BLAS 236 CD” on the disc. Marketed and distributed by Caroline Records, Inc.

The Big Blue release booklet contains lyrics in English and Polish. Cover artwork by Zdzisław Beksiński.

From Bandcamp:
“Malachai” is the second half of the “Shadow Weaver” project, recorded simultaneously over the course of a year with the aforementioned album. Special guest for this one was Steve Stapleton who also designed the wonderful cover. A perennial Dots’ favourite though not for the faint-hearted.

Review

Throughout its prolific and mythic career, the Legendary Pink Dots have created some of the most imaginative and twisted sounds ever recorded. While other sonic sculptors such as Spacemen 3 and Loop (both defunct) have produced some compelling work, this band’s basic sound is derived from a simpler three chord progression. LPD works within a self-styled structure-a structure whose bounds are dictated only by the group. Malachai (Shadow Weaver Part 2) finds the band further pushing the outer limits of the galaxy, one filled with delicate soundscapes, which are shockingly interrupted by jagged sax wails and keyboard analog waves, as on “Window On The World.” The poetic trip is still this band’s specialty, though, and the band has truly outdone itself on the beautifully lush epic “We Bring The Day.” Employing everything from full string arrangements to carnival wurlitzers, the song’s kaleidoscopic effect makes acid redundant. Head shaman, the Prophet Qa’Sepel (a k a Edward Ka-Spel), provides the narrative throughout the journey, offering enlightenment and guidance to a world on the edge. Sink to Beta with: “Kingdom Of The Flies” and “Encore Une Fois.” – Jeff Dandurand, CMJ

Lyrics

Joey the Canary

Tossed and scrambled in a cage some sixteen miles below. I attempted sending codes, but only ghosts reply, and it’s cramped in here. Though the freezer’s packed with a hundred crates of beer, it won’t wash away my tears, my fear. Considered writing novels. I thought hard about this career, solved a dozen famous mysteries, but still I can’t be clear if there is anybody up there, perhaps it’s been a year. Is there still anybody up there? No fear. Is there anybody up there, was you ever there at all?(x4)

Kingdom of the Flies

Who will pull the trigger, send the whole thing up in flames? Who is juggling figures, plans the last move of the game? Now we’re coughing blood, the desert winds erupt, the power’s cut, our dream has been corrupted. Maybe we never dreamed enough. Count to five and shut your eyes, you’ll find that everything’s still there, a little slower, less alive, and I’ve got lizards in my hair. Still I chew my daily bread, I cannot let go of my thread, you still scream inside my head. All the things I should have said, never said, never say. And the cat ripped out my tongue, the vulture swooped and stole my eyes. I’m scavengin crumbs in the Kingdom of the Flies. Fly me.(x5)

Encore Une Fois

The sun beats down, the world spins ’round, and repeat myself again. There’s a loop inside my brain. I never learn, I never gain, I only turn, I stay the same, repeat myself again, repeat myself again. It’s so absurd, it’s quite insane, nothing grows, nothing’s changed, nothing grows, nothing’s changed, nothing grows, nothing’s changed, repeat myself again, repeat myself again. There’s a loop inside my brain. I never learn, I never gain, I only turn, I stay the same, repeat myself again, repeat myself again, repeat myself again, repeat myself again, repeat myself again, repeat, repeat, repeat, repeat, again again again again again again again again again again again again again again again again, repeat myself again, repeat myself again. ………….. There’s a loop inside my brain. I never learn, I never gain, I only turn, I stay the same. It’s so absurd, it’s quite insane, repeat myself again. Nothing grows, nothing’s changed, nothing grows, nothing’s changed, I only turn, I stay the same, I never learn, I never gain. Repeat myself again, repeat myself again, repeat myself again. The sun beats down, I only turn, I stay the same, it’s quite insane, it’s so absurd, the loop inside my … brain, my brain, my brain, myself again, myself my brain, myself again, myself again, my brain myself, myself again, repeat, repeat, repeat myself again……..{etc.}

Wildlife Estate

Holed up in the underground with nothing but the soundtrack of our shouting neighbors tossing favors, screaming in the name of love that’s bleeding, that’s gone baaad. Paint is peeling, baby’s squealing, Rover’s leaving sweet surprises in the places that we never clean, it’s sad. And the phone, it’s always ringing, when we’re eating, when we’re sleeping. Oh, but what the hell? The central heating leaks. Man the lifeboats, ring the bell. It’s spring time time. They cleared the shelf. Shit’s falling down the chute. We’re sitting here, we’re sniping scavengers that swarm around the loot. The seven forty kamikaze kitties swooping past our window. Look at that caveman go go go.(x6)

Pavane (Instrumental)

Window on the World

(Behold a human brain. What wonders lie within?) Cable kings got satin swings, got radiation, save-us thing, got fingers, news at ten, those faces fear temptation, over rainbows, mambo, Tower of Babel, running lead, exploding heads, oh, the naked and the dead, and sometimes both, soft focus, Asterisking, you see cables pumping sperm for all the family, one horizontal sucking on their full frontal lobes. The psycho shot o’er the cuckoo’s nest, electric eyes in blue-light haloes, burst effects, your window on the world, shot down chain rocks, smoke alarm, yeah dial a six pack, sink back, fold your arms, meet Jesus, suffer little children, peace on earth, we’re watching Scuds and blood rain down, wiseguy rabbits breeding, bleeding, dies for us a hundred times a day. Exclusive here on CNN, the resurrection in slow motion, I can feel those holes, they got the anti-Christ got the horsemen, saturating (stiff?) monopolize, the whole world dies before your eyes, take that. Zap!

On the Boards

Thursday was a good day. He’d be turning up at nine, he’d be turning down the lights, he’d be breaking out the wine. Made it whoopee on the settee, shared a candle, split a line. Made it happy in the chandeliers. Mind-mind-mind-link. I think we really could get on together. Mind-mind-mind-link. My planetary choo-choo girl, you got me in a superwhirl. I’d climb out to the Milky Way. Mind-mind-mind-link Take it away brothers.

We Bring the Day

We bring the day, so cease your lonely mourning. The shadows shrink away and leave without a warning, gone in the blink of an eye, gone with the wind that subsides. We bring life. We fill the deathly silence. One thousand butterflies are dancing on the pylons. Seek and you’ll find. We guard you from the borders. When all your hope runs dry, we’ll sprinkle holy water. Pulling the strings from above and all because we love you. We love you. We love you. We love you (despite you).

Paris 4AM (Instrumental)

Voices
Snoring

 

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