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Apparition

THE LEGENDARY PINK DOTS

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Cover ImageRelease date and tracklist

1982
NL C30 Ding Dong Tapes And Records DDC 005
NL C30 Terminal Kaleidoscope TK77/19

Sides A

  1. God Speed
  2. Pay To Be Alone
  3. Spontaneous Human Combustion
  4. The Blessing
  5. I’m In The Drill

Side B

  1. Powder Crowd
  2. Strychnene Chaser
  3. Alive!
  4. Believe!
  5. The Plague
  6. Premonition 3

 

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Cover Image28 July 2013
NL Remastered MP3 self-released on Bandcamp

20 January 2015
NL Remastered CDr self-released on Bandcamp

  1. Apparition part I- 1. God Speed; 2. Pay to be Alone; 3. Spontaneous Human Combustion; 4. The Blessing; 5. I’m in the Drill
  2. Apparition part II– 1. Powder Crowd; 2. Strychnene Chaser; 3. Alive!; 4. Believe!; 5.The Plague; 6. Premonition 3

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May 9 2018
RU C/MP3 Post-Materialisation Music

Apparition Side A

Apparition Side B

 

 


Credits

  • Edward Ka-Spel- Vocals/Keyboards/Electronics
  • Rolls Anotherone (Roland Calloway) – Bass/Keyboard
  • Barry Gray- Guitars
  • Keith Thompson- Drums/Percussion
  • Patrick Paganini (Patrick Wright)- Violin/Keyboards
  • Sally Graves – Extra Effects

Notes

All tracks are also available on Traumstadt 1.

Ding Dong edition was limited to 1000 copies.
Terminal Kaleidoscope edition has a different cover.

Notes from Bandcamp:
A drastic remaster from early generation cassette was long overdue for “Apparition” as it was one of the Dots’ better sounding tapes from the early 80’s but somehow under-represented in subsequent reissues. It first appeared in 1982 on Dutch label Ding Dong Disc.
Even so, the natural ebb and flow of this album betrays tension behind the scenes at Chez Dots. The band fragmented as soon as the tape was finished and matters were not helped by the fact that the Dots’ headquarters was most definitely haunted (the story involves a ouija session, a black dog and out of body experiences).

CDr- Remaster, speed corrected and lovingly home made cdr of this early cassette mini-album. Edition of 199

Post-Materialism Music edition Pro-dubed tapes. Two color/two-sided riso-printed inserts. 200 copies for sale! Official!  Available in pink, white and peach.


Review

This is a strange and engaging album. It was finished just as the Dots’ original line-up disintegrated and this is reflected in the music, which sometimes sounds as though it’s barely holding itself together. This isn’t necessarily a bad thing though, since some of the Dots’ early albums have been marred by lack of tonal variation, whereas Apparition is all over the musical junkyard.

It starts with what sounds like marbles and coins being dropped down a drain, intercepted by the echoing of conversation, perhaps from an abandoned arcade or bingo hall (there is the garish bleeping of what I imagine to be a slot machine, but has the potential to be a ZX Spectrum, with the console released in 1982, the year of the album’s production). Then a drum machine kicks in alongside the squelch of a synthesizer. The music bristles like an ant colony. It sounds weirdly modern too, almost like an album track by Lady Gaga or Ke$ha, if you ignore Ka-Spel’s cryptic lyrics, that are obscured in the mix here. The whole thing feels busy and jittery and a little frightening.

The Dots’ Bandcamp page testifies that during the recordings, the band’s headquarters were haunted – an experience that involved “a ouija session, a black dog and out of body experiences”. As ever, the Dots tend to undercut the sinister atmospherics with droll humour. That’s not to say that some of the material isn’t genuinely upsetting, though.

‘The Blessing’ is one of the most troubling songs of the Dots early 80s output, with lyrics from the point-of-view of some sinister presence, lulling an anonymous victim into submitting to an act of sexual predator wrapped up in the guise of spiritual healing. It may simply be that the song feels uncomfortably close to the reality of the Catholic Church sex abuse cases covered in the news in recent years, but it’s not an easy listen, nor is it meant to be.

‘I’m in the Drill’ is ace and rocks a mean bassline. Patrick Wright’s violin does a lot of the work here and lends proceedings a distinctly Eastern European ambience. It’s a song you can immediately imagine dancing to, which is unusual for the Dots. It will be interest [sic] moving onto to an album like Asylum (1985) which features tracks which are almost sing-alongs, such is the strength of their melodies.  Read more

by Kitty Sneezes 

Atomic Roses

THE LEGENDARY PINK DOTS

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Cover ImageRelease date and tracklist

1982
FR C45 Illusion Productions IP 009

August 2011
US LP Beta-lactam Ring MT262

Sides A

  1. Of All The Girls
  2. What’s Next
  3. Playschool
  4. Sex
  5. Closet Kings
  6. Spiritus

Side B

  1. Haupftbahnhof
  2. The Wrong Impendence
  3. Passing Thought
  4. Atomic Roses #1
  5. Ideal Home
  6. Atomic Roses #2

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2013
NL MP3 self-released on Bandcamp

  • Atomic Roses Part 1: Of All The Girls…, What’s Next?, Playschool, Sex, Closet Rings, Spiritus
  • Atomic Roses Part 2: Hauptbahnhof, The Wrong Impedance, Passing Thought, Atomic Roses #1, Ideal Home, Atomic Roses #2

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2018
NL MP3 (remastered) self-released on Bandcamp

  • Atomic Roses Part 1
  • Atomic Roses Part 2

 


Credits

  • Roland Callaway- Bass, Acoustic Guitar [Acoustic Guitars]
  • Keith Thompson- Drums (3)
  • Stret Majest Alarme- Guitar
  • April Iliffe- Keyboards
  • Phil Harmonix- Keyboards
  • Michael Marshall- Keyboards, Guitars  (3)
  • Edward Ka-Spel- Keyboards, Voice, compiled by
  • Sally Graves- Voice [Snatch Of Lady Vox], Flute

Artwork by Simone


Notes

Cassette version Limited to 600 copies, and packaged in a 7″ single sleeve with a booklet of drawings by Simone of DDAA.
A 10″ edition was planned by Illusion Productions for release in 1988, but never realized.
All tracks are also available on the TRAUMSTADT 1 cassette.

Beta-lactam release- First edition of 300 copies. Comes with numbered insert.
Presented in a hand printed and hand assembled sleeve to mimic the original tape art.
A sub edition of 25 numbered copies comes in a gatefold sleeve to mimic the original gatefold cassette sleeve, hand printed.

Created in 1981. Assembled in a dingy room in Newbury Park, London.  Originally issued in 1982 on Illusion Production (IP 009).

Thanks to Sylvie and all at Illusion Production for the original edition and Chris for its resurrection.
Vinyl mastering at Helmet Room.

Sing While You May
Kaleminazhnyeka

2018 remaster
“Atomic Roses”appeared on cassette back in 1982 and remains one of the most beautifully packaged releases in LPDs’ long history. The artwork was created by members of the wonderful (and still active) French band Deficit Des Annees Anterieurs who were responsible for their own Illusion Productions label. Contact was made by mail , exotic packages were exchanged and when we were invited to submit a release for this label of love, it felt like a dozen Christmases had arrived at the same moment!
As for the music, much will be familiar through collections like “Chemical Playschool 1 & 2” and “The Legendary Pink Box”, but there is a thread that runs through this original concept album, and it still sounds strong even after 36 years….EK

 

Premonition

THE LEGENDARY PINK DOTS

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Cover ImageRelease date and tracklist

1982
UK C60 Flowmotion FMC09

Sides A

  1. As If…
  2. Splash
  3. Submerged
  4. Amphitheatre
  5. Amphitheatre Shuffle
  6. Before The End
  7. Premonition 1

Side B

  1. Digital
  2. Oceans Of Emotion
  3. Brighter Now
  4. Anthem
  5. Intruder
  6. Premonition 2

 

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Cover Image1983
NL C60 Ding Dong Tapes And Records no number

1985
DE C50 235 Tapes (bootleg) no number

198?
NL C60 Terminal Kaleidoscope TKK7 18

1988
NL C60 Mirrordot Tapes no number
DE C60 Jarmusic no number (image)

Sides A

  1. As If…
  2. Splash
  3. Submerged
  4. Amphitheatre
  5. Voices
  6. Odd
  7. Premonition 1

Side B

  1. Digital
  2. Dying For The Emperor
  3. Oceans Of Emotion
  4. Brighter Now
  5. Intruder
  6. Premonition 2
  7. Love Puppets (Original Version)

 

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Cover ImageDecember 30, 2014
NL Remastered MP3 self-released on Bandcamp

January 15, 2015
NL Remastered CDr self-released on Bandcamp

Premonition Part 1

  1. As If…
  2. Splash
  3. Submerged
  4. Amphitheatre
  5. Amphitheatre Shuffle
  6. Before The End
  7. Premonition 1

Premonition Part 2

  1. Digital
  2. Dying for the Emperor
  3. Oceans Of Emotion
  4. Brighter Now
  5. Anthem
  6. Intruder
  7. Premonition 2

Love Puppets (version 1)

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Cover Image
July 2016
DE LP+7″ Vinyl on Demand VOD145

Sides A

  1. As If…
  2. Splash
  3. Submerged
  4. Amphitheatre
  5. Amphitheatre Shuffle
  6. Before The End
  7. Odd
  8. Premonition 1

Side B

  1. Digital/Dying For The Emperor (fragment)
  2. Oceans Of Emotion
  3. (Untitled) 1
  4. Brighter Now
  5. Anthem 1
  6. Intruder 1
  7. Premonition 2
  8. bonus- Hanging Gardens (version)

7″ record

Side A

  1. I dream Of Jeannie
  2. Shakesperian

Side B

  1. Love Puppets

 

 


Credits

  • EK-vox, keys
  • Michael Marshall-acoustic guitar, keys
  • Roland Callaway-bass, guitar,keys
  • Keith Thomson -drums
  • Pat Bermingham-effects
  • April Iliffe-keys on “Before the End”
  • Phil Knight-keys on Before the End”
  • Tony Johnson-guitar of Before the End”

Notes

Flowmotion edition was limited to around 60 copies. Issued by Flowmotion magazine.

Ding Dong edition was limited to 1000 copies, some with slightly different and hand-coloured covers.
This collection is a re-release of a cassette album originally issued by Flowmotion magazine. Additional tracks “Voices” and “Dying For The Emperor” were part of the long-deleted Chemical Playschool 1 & 2 double cassette. The additional track “Love Puppets” was re-mixed at Ding Dong’s.

Track B3 is actually comprised of “Oceans of Emotion” and the unlisted “Small Anthem”. The latter appears as a separate track on Under Triple Moons which collects tracks from this and other early cassette releases.

Terminal Kaleidoscope edition
is unverified, it may have been planned but never issued.

235 Tapes bootleg edition is missing part of “Love Puppets”.

Mirrordot edition has a different cover and does not list “Love Puppets”, although it does appear on the cassette.
Most of this material appears on the anthology CD release “Under Tripple Moons”.  All (most?) tape copies of early Legendary Pink Dots cassettes with proper artwork that does not mention any label were released by Mirrordot.

Jarmusic edition Numbered and limited to 50 copies.

Bandcamp/CDr remastered editions recreate the original Flowmotion track list, but using other tapes a source.  It brings back “Before the End” in place of “Voices” but keeps the bonus track “Love Puppet (version 1)” from the later editions.  In part 1, the song “Odd” (between”Before the End” and “Premonition 1”) is omitted from the song listing but present in the track.

from Bandcamp
“Premonition” was created when The Dots were still wet behind the ears but had just undergone their first major change in line-up.  Founder members April and Phil briefly stepped out of the band while Michael Marshall returned and Roland Callaway and drummer Keith Thompson stepped into the frame to join Edward Ka-Spel. The result is a true rollercoaster ride with Michael’s epic songwriting and guitar playing at the forefront (“Oceans of Emotion”, “Amphitheatre”…) and some seriously wild effects, courtesy of Pat Bermingham’s Space Echo. One exception is: Before The End” which featured the first LPD line-up with April providing keyboards fed through the recently purchased Yamaha CS30, and Phil chiming in with a lead line on the Dots’ first keyboard (the Korg MS10).
While there is admittedly quite some duplication with “Chemical Playschool Volumes 1 & 2”, this early tape album stands up in it’s own right as quite a unique trip.
This cassette album was first released by the Flowmotion label in 1982 (though with a fault in duplication causing it to play a little too fast).
Subsequent editions replaced “Before The End” with “Voices’ but this 2014 edition reverts to the original while retaining “Dying For The Emperor” and “Love Puppets (version 1)” – a bonus track added to edition 2

CDr edition of 199.

Vinyl on Demand edition notes
Limited edition of 111, includes a 7″ record
The “original version” of I dream of Jeannie is the one from Turkish Delights
Shakesperian is a lost song from 1985

 

10 To The Power of 9, Vol.2

THE LEGENDARY PINK DOTS

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Cover ImageRelease date and tracklist

28 November 2014
IT LP Rustblade RBLLP006

SIDE A

  1. Olympus 2020
  2. Open Season
  3. Room For Two

 

SIDE B

  1. The Elevator

 

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Cover Image10 To The Power of 9- Volumes I and II

28 November 2014
IT CD Rustblade RBL046
IT 2xCD Rustblade RBL046BOX (image)

  1. Ten o’er  Nine
  2. The Virgin Queen / Primordial Soup
  3. Your Humble Servant
  4. Malice / Freak Flag
  5. Feeding Time
  6. Olympus 2020
  7. Open season
  8. Room For Two
  9. The Elevator

CD Two (Bonus Disc)

  1. Freak Flag 2
  2. Divine Resignation Part 5

April 14, 2015
NL MP3 self-released on Bandcamp

  1. Ten o’er  Nine
  2. The Virgin Queen / Primordial Soup
  3. Your Humble Servant
  4. Malice / Freak Flag
  5. Feeding Time
  6. Olympus 2020
  7. Open season
  8. Room For Two
  9. The Elevator
  10. Freak Flag 2
  11. Divine Resignation Part 5

Credits

  • Edward Ka-Spel
  • The Silverman
  • Erik Drost
  • Ray Steeg

Notes

LP: Limited  Colored Vinyl  499 copies

CD: Includes volumes 1 and 2.

Deluxe Edition: includes CD + bonus CD in a velvet bag, a glow in the dark pin + trasperent postcard.  Edition of ??

Bandcamp: they know who you are, where you are, what you are, when you are….if you look up at the sky at the right moment, you maybe even catch a glimpse of the string that pulls you along, and makes you dance. There again, maybe not.


Press Release

This is the Second Volume of a complex story about conspiracy, magic, and spirituality. Minimal synths, guitars, syncopated rhythms that are making weird, psychedelic and transcendental noises which are of course accompanied by the distinctive voice of Ka-Spel. Lying on your sofa, pumping up the volume and just dream away on their ethereal sounds. 10 to the Power of 9 is a dark and exceptional trip into their warped and bizarre musical psyche.

For sure one of the best Concept albums of the Band.

There are 10 people who run the World. They are all male and presidents, magnates and high priests all do their bidding. The 10 live in villas in the remotest part of the Himalayas- a place that absolutely NO – ONE would ever stumble upon. Although the 10 live in such close proximity to each other, they choose to have meetings in the back room of a small office in London. That’s where the decisions are made. That’s where the wars begin, that’s where the dice are tossed across the table to establish who wins, who loses, who lives, who dies.

The classic conspiracy theory to end them all and I listened ,open-mouthed , hair falling into my eyes . It was maybe 1976 when I heard this first. You are right to snigger at my naivety. I listened and twisted this story around inside my head , and it did indeed seem completely unbelievable. Now of course it’s 2014, and Im older and wiser and I have to laugh at myself too. Now I know wasn’t a theory.  Now I know it’s  true  – Edward- Ka-spel

 

Brighter Now

THE LEGENDARY PINK DOTS

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February 1982

UK C30 In Phase/New Europeans Records IP004
UK C60 In Phaze/New Europeans Records ??? (different cover)
UK CS In Phaze/New Europeans Records ???
GR CS Art Nouveau ???

Side A:

  1. Red Castles
  2. Louder After 6
  3. Apocalypse Then

Side B:

  1. Legacy
  2. City Ghosts
  3. Hanging Gardens

 

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Cover ImageNovember 1982
UK LP In Phaze/New Europeans Records IPNER1

1986
BE LP Terminal Kaleidoscope/P.I.A.S. TK 001
PL CS Big Blue TK 01-4

  1. Red Castles
  2. Louder After 6
  3. The Wedding
  4. Apocalypse Then

Side B:

  1. Legacy
  2. City Ghosts
  3. Hanging Gardens
  4. Soma Bath
  5. Premonition 4

This is a remixed and expanded version of an earlier cassette only release.

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1988
BE CD Terminal Kaleidoscope/P.I.A.S. TK 001-CD

1998
US CD Solielmoon SOL 39 LP/CD (different cover)

  1. Red Castles
  2. Louder After 6
  3. The Wedding
  4. Apocalypse Then
  5. Legacy
  6. City Ghosts
  7. Hanging Gardens
  8. Soma Bath
  9. Premonition 4

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03 June 2012
NL Remastered MP3 self-released on Bandcamp

  1. Red Castles
  2. Louder After 6
  3. The Wedding
  4. Apocalypse Then
  5. Legacy / City Ghosts / Hanging Gardens*
  6. Soma Bath
  7. Premonition 4

* songs have been combined into one track to preserve cross-fade.


Credits

  • P. Harmonix (Phil Knight)- Synthesizer
  • Rik Chevrolet- Guitars
  • Rolls Anotherone (Roland Calloway)- Bass
  • Keith Thompson- Drums
  • Ed Kaspel- Vox
  • M 019 (Mick Marshall)- Keyboards, Guitar, backing vocals
  • April Iliffe- piano, voice (Ring O’ Roses)

Notes

In Phaze edition limited to 300 copies, although 2 variants of the cover exist. Was later remixed and with extra tracks released on LP and CD

Art Nouveau edition limited to 60 copies, and is a split release with the LPDs on one side and Portion Control’s ‘Gaining Momentum’ on the other.

In Phaze/NER LP edition limited to 1000 copies.  Vinyl Etching on IPNER 1: Side A – “SING WHILE YOU MAY” Side B – “DIE WITH YOUR EYES ON”

In Phaze/NER cassette edition is a promo release featuring a LPD discography, a list of forthcoming releases, and a short story by Edward.

Terminal Kaleidoscope/P.I.A.S. editions have a slightly different cover from the original.

Soleilmoon CD edition features new cover artwork and a lyric booklet. It was initially available as part of Lullabies For The New Dark Ages, a limited edition box set of the first four albums.

from Bandcamp: The Dots’ debut on vinyl and still a sensitive subject among band members past and present. I guess a case of “If we could do it all over again…….”  Having said that the suite on the second side, “The Wedding” and “Premonition 4” have withstood the ravages of time well I think. -EK


Lyrics

Red Castles

Maidens in towers and knights on the town; shields up convinced that the barricade’s down. Fighting in bars… they were biting the cars

Two aches in the head, H20 in the wine. Two hits off the mirror to help you unwind. You learned how to drink. You’ll turn now to a shrink. And he’ll say that you are king of the castle. Your glory excels in here… Blood on the bypass. You’re passing the pills. They’re painted and plastic, they make you feel ill. They make you kick in the night. You’re sick in the light.

A tramp chews a dog-end. A dog chews a tramp, Tears holes in his raincoat and howls because it’s damp. He chokes on a coin and we count up to nine. Ah, but he’s king in his castle. His glory excels in here. Pagans in showers and kites on the Downs. Polka-dot patterns and strings turning brown. They shut out the sun. Oh, wot jolly fun! But we’re kings in our castles.

Louder After 6

A click says you’re connected and a buzz says that you’re heard. Fingers slide across a panel. They’re recording every word… Try to talk about the weather. Don’t say anything absurd ‘Cause their tapping the phone again… insane!

Invitations from the Kremlin… Interference on the line. Dial a friend to find some comfort; stroke her nicely and she’ll tell the time. And a voice checks in the distance “Christ, it’s nearly half past nine!” Tapping the phone again – what a pain!

Give away a little secret and it ends up in the file numbered EK5320. In the archives for a while. They’re taking notes, flicking switches, feeding programs, reading dials. They’re tapping the phone again – nice!

And the bill lands on the doormat, calls to Moscow… calls to Mars. You’d call the cavalry to save you, but you can’t afford the charge. Cut the wires! Axe the pylons! Such fun to sabotage. Attack your phone again.

Take a cleaver to your receiver. Attack your phone. Take the pliers to the wires. Attack your phone. Attack attack attack attack attack

[ I digitized the last part of “LA6” and played it back at half-speed. It seems the high-pitched stuff at the end is Edward’s voice. This is what I could figure out. Most of it fades in and out, with two different conversations going on in the different channels. These are not done perspective to each other (they don’t match by time).] — st. andrew ]

        LEFT CHANNEL                          RIGHT CHANNEL  ...over my...                           ...oh, that's good, yes...  ...very nervous...                      ...i feel very nervous, well...  ...i want every big hole, y'know        the red ones... the brick ones...  ...it's all fall out...                 yeah, yeah, no, no, really?  ...throw it out, okay?...               well, she should have gone out...                                         three pence a pair! Three pence! I ...she well i ... i call my             was talking with Mrs. Smith and she sweetmeat because y'know, he            said pop it in the car double by reminds me of...                        Christmas!... Mrs. Fuller who's been                                         [around] our house the past two weeks. ...terrible...                          She's a whore!! [For the] bags!!!  We're having a conversation here,       ...perhaps she should... stop!!                                         ...crossed the line...                                          ...look, do you mind? We're trying to                                         have a sensible conversation here.                                         Will you please get off the line?                                         Put the phone down! Right away! I                                                insist!

The Wedding

You asked for nothing. That’s what I gave you – ash for ashes, dust for dust. Your trust is touching, but misguided… Bride, I’ll be yours for one night. I wander. I wonder really what you saw in me — I’m not your type at all… And all the angels hold their breath as my eyes rest upon the pretty girl who leads the choir. They cry out their disgust for me. They are crying for my bride who smiles in white, does not suspect my next move in the game. Again! “I’ll honor you and cherish you.” Again! “I’ll share my worldly goods” Again… ’til death, when we’re parted. Only words don’t mean a thing… I think of ways to run. The sun paints patterns on the stained-glass windows. Widows in their Sunday best reflect about when they too were brides. They can’t hide their feelings as they steal seconds from an age they’ll never see again. Again! “With this ring I pledge myself”… Again! (“I do. I do. Shoo be doo doo wah…”) Why do we have to be so humble and mumble words we never mean? It’s obscene, the ultimate obscenity… this serenity on Sunday, we’re stars on Sundays. Smiles on straight! Maybe one day rewards will be there for us Just for us in heaven. Just for us amen amen…. The end.

Apocalypse Then

“And so it came to pass that a flag flew in every window and widows handed poppies out in the square… And squares were bashed and majors barked and marching music laughed from the airwaves. The waves were there to rule again. We had the ambition. We had the ammunition… A mission in the name of God… In the name of “democracy”, demo-crazy.

Die down! Lie down! You forfeited your right to survive.

I clutched at your sleeve and we danced in the fire. Just a pair of spastic swingers on a melting plastic floor… But you crumbled in my hands as I fumbled in your blouse, slipping through my fingers to my feet. It felt like mustard — hot like custard.

And in the dust that was once an arm, a kra-zee wrote the 13th Psalm. The final gesture…. He did it with calm precision, he dotted every eye. A lullaby for lovers on the last day.

Paying last respects with cups of poison… Pointed passive at the blood sky… Lying lifeless at their doors. Clawing craters in the shelters. Helter-skelter in the lift shafts, blasting brains out in the dark. LIE DOWN!! Lie down! “crime is crime is crime” [Thatcher’s voice]

A dog defaced a baby; knawed a rattle, smashed a pram. He was yelping wildly in a vacuum. No-one really gave a damn. They were thinking only of themselves… Yes, they searched for a release. They hid in cupboards, under tables; they cabled Jesus, called the police.

And the radio screams out, “We’re winning!” And about how the loss was minimal and how the gallant sacrifice will live on in memorials, and how we’ll respect again. We’re no playground anymore. You cannot keep this country down for long, because we win so many fucking wars.

[sample of crowd chanting “seig heil” and cheering] [sample of church bell and a music box?]

Legacy

The flat was empty. I wondered where you’d gone. But all the time the answer was in front of me. You took your clothes, left a little note, but all it offered was your sympathy. I should have seen those tell-tale signs. It seems so obvious now. The way I felt about you, it’s blinded me. Now all those fights we had seem so childish now. Just wish I could turn the clock back Any way… any how. All I’ve got is a a legacy of regrets. I’m forgetting how to smile. I watch a lot of TV these days, living on borrowed time. Too many tablets and too much wine. There’s nothing left to dream about. I’ve got no aspirations. I thought about a hobby but I’ve got no patience. Some fine legacy you left me. Some fine legacy. You always hurt the one you love. You always hurt the one you love. Some fine legacy.

City Ghosts

There was a time, a time for secrets. We’d walk together in the forest, hand in hand. We’d look uneasy, cold and pallid. Then we’d find some magic mushrooms and we’d skip across the clouds.

We danced for the old gods, danced for the new gods, danced for the ones we never heard about. Danced for the old days, danced for the new ways, Danced for the phase no-one talks about.

Tonight I feel nostalgic, feeling happy. And the powder in my pocket’s crying “Eat me! Eat me! Eat me!” Could be my age, I could be going crazy. ‘Cause I know you feel the same way, I can see it in your eyes.

I got my crown, I got my scepter. Letters on my buttons spell Napoleon. I’ll give you money, give you power, I’ll give you a palace in the Amazon.

Do you think that they’ll lock us away? Padded cells, packet-soup on alternate days? Maybe we should behave in a normal way. Face facts, face the real world.

A shadow rests, suggests no entry. A tramp complains, collapses weeping gently. A figure smiles and shines a blade discretely. And the drains ad-libbed a soundtrack as he picked his victim out.

He sang in the rain, he danced in the thunder, Bowed as we bellowed from the balcony. Stepped on a hand, set fire to a handbag, Slipped as the sparks skipped across his knees.

The song decayed in suits of amber. Coughing as they burned in glowing embers. A priest held up his hands, said “It’s over.” We nodded wisely, scooped the ash and cast it to the wind.

We played in the neon, bade out the paeons, slobbering in tongues to the subway gods. Just like the old days, rituals and red wine. Hair all tangled and covered in blood. Do you think that they’ll lock us away?

Hanging Gardens

Twisted East South North with the wind that rippled his hair. Ice stare constant, laughing – but the joy had gone. Snuffed out by the dawn, the rope had torn his flesh and broke his neck and left him dancing on the air in the Hanging Gardens.

Dancing with the dead — so peaceful there.

Branded as a thief. They stole his name, they stole his face. Gone without a trace… they killed his dignity and squeezed him dry. Cryies for mercy lost on judges with no ears, no hearts, looking smart in their black caps in the Hanging Gardens.

Love notes and carnations, fading, slowly dying… lying at his feet. Her sweet aroma lingered on the air. She stood and stared. She was numb now. She’d cried so much it had no meaning. So much salt and water flowing freely through the hanging gardens.

Blow gently, blow gently…

Dressed in virgin’s white, she masked her eyes with cold surprise. He cursed her name, the pain was creeping swiftly… twisted her inside. She retched and reached out for a hand. She landed on her face. Disgraced. No place for fainting queens in the hanging gardens…

A place for me, a place for you….

[the second part of this song is essentially the lyrics to the first part played backwards. as far as i can tell, there is no difference between the two… -$@]

Soma Bath

Powdered Heaven dressed in plastic pulled the shades down on his eye. Pinprick pupils soaring skywards Offer him no alibis. But then, who needs them? He’s quite perfect. Perfect body, perfect teeth that flash sublime and blind the kids who Spread their legs for their belief. Who cross themselves at the drop of a parable; Who scream they’re saved when they’ve touched his jeans Who swear his wisdom’s just infallible and beg for mercy — in his dreams… Another day. another sermon. Broken bread, forgotten lines. A line for comfort keeps him human. The needle trembles, band on tight. Another little perforation ventilates him and paints him white. A wordless song, a prayer to no-one but still he whistles through the night. They found him on his throne of porcelain. A rusty chain draped ’round his neck. Incapable. Incoherent. His eyes switched off but a king no less! The jury all wore black chewed razors. Witnesses were D.O.A. O.D’d, amoral, senses skewered. Dribbling lies and tooth decay. They declared his guilt. The defence said nothing… sobbing as the judge turned blue and washed his hands and said “Lord forgive us, for we know not what we do…” “Drown in your soma bath!” They said, “Drown in your soma bath! What are we gonna do with you? Let the punishment fit the crime! We have the technology. We got the instruments. Down! Down in your soma bath…”

Premonition 4

[sample: “ring around the rosie a pocket full of posies a tissue a tissue we all fall down ring around the rosie a pocket full of posies a tissue a tissue we all fall down…”]

 

Basilisk

THE LEGENDARY PINK DOTS

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Release date and tracklist

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1983
UK C60 Third Mind Records TMT 08

1984
CH C60 Calypso Now Records TMD28
DE C60 235 Tapes bootleg (198?)

1985
NL C60 Terminal Kaleidoscope TKK7/5

1989
NL C60 Mirrordot no number
NL C60 Jarmusic no number

 

Side A

  1. Stigmata Part One (Freiheit)
  2. Klazh
  3. Love Is…
  4. No Reason
  5. 834
  6. Wall Purges Night (Version)
  7. Basilisk 1
  8. Methods

Side 2

  1. Clean Up
  2. Basilisk 2

 

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Cover Image2002
NL/US CD Beta-lactam Ring Records/TEKA TEKA09/B-LRR

  1. Basilisk Part One– Stigmata Part One (Freiheit) / Klazh / Love Is… / No Reason / 834 / Wall Purges Night (Version) / Basilisk 1 / Methods
  2. Basilisk Part Two– Clean Up
  3. Basilisk Part Three– Basilisk 2
  4. The Ocean Cried ‘Blue Murder’ On A Ferry In A Storm On A Walkman
  5. Ideal Home
  6. The Glory, The Glory

 

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Cover Image04 March 2013
NL Remastered MP3 self-released on Bandcamp

May 31, 2015
NL CDR self-released and sold through Bandcamp

  1. Stigmata Part 1 (Freiheit) / Klazh*
  2. Love Is… (Parts 1 & 2)
  3. No Reason
  4. 834 / Wall Purges Night (version) / Basilisk 1*
  5. Methods (version)
  6. Clean Up
  7. Basilisk 2

* songs are combined into one track to preserve cross fade between songs.

 


Credits

  • Barry Gray- Guitars
  • Rolls Anotherone (Roland Calloway)- Bass, Keyboard
  • Edward Ka-Spel– Vocals, Keyboards
  • Phil Harmonix (Phil Knight)– Keyboards
  • April Iliffe- Vocals
  • Keith Thompson- Drums, Percussion
  • Patrick Paganini (Patrick Wright)- Violin, Keyboards:

Notes

Third Mind Cassette: Limited to 1000 copies. Mastered at Ding Dong, Arnhem, Holland.
Some copies were distributed by 235 in Cologne (Köln), Germany in different cover. (At least one TMT copy was blank (no audio) … .)
Thanx to Keith Thompson and Patrick Paganini for their help.

Calypso Now cassette: Licensed to Calypso Now by Third Mind Records in a distribution deal.
Cataloge number may not appear on the item, but there’s the Calypso Now logo on the cover.
Considered as “Unofficial release” by LPD on their official website in 1996; Calypso Now has correspondance with Gary Levermore/3rd Mind of 1984 to prove the contrary.

235 Tapes edition is a bootleg of the Third Mind edition with a different cover.

The Ding Dong edition was announced, with a cat. number of DDC 013, but never materialised.

All official editions have different covers.  Some of the cassettes were packaged in plastic bags with color copies of artwork.  This one is from a cassette bought during the US tour 1993.

BLRR CD:
Edition of 1,000 copies.
Tracks 1 to 3 were recorded in 1981/1982. Sadly, the master for Basilisk was never returned to the LPDs, so the source tape was from the original (rather poorly produced) cassette release. Enhancement has taken place, but only so much was possible in the circumstances.
Track 4 recorded in 1990 on a ferry in a storm on a walkman.
Tracks 5 and 6 are unreleased versions recorded in 1981
The track “A Ferry In A Storm On A Walkman” was recorded in 1990 on a ferry in a storm directly into the microphone of a walkman.

The version of “Ideal Home” on the CD release was recorded in 1981 and features lead vocals by Keith Thompson.
The version of “The Glory, The Glory” on the CD is a different version than on the cassette release, it was also recorded in 1981.
CD edition has been mastered from a tape, as the poriginal masters were never returned to the band, it has however bee enhanced by LPD sound wizard Raymond Steeg.

Bandcamp notes:
Memories flood back when listening again to this cassette album from way way back.  Some of the earliest roots of what would become “curse” are there; there are remnants of the abandoned “Stigmata” project.

This was intended as a concept album about a sculptor who went mad while trying to sculpt his perfect lover.  An arm fell off and he ran riot with his chisel, hacking and destroying everything in sight.  The planet fell to pieces, heaven fell to pieces and he was brought before God who bore a plaster over his left eye, but was sympathetic to those who acted in the name of love. The sculptor’s “punishment?
You guessed, he had to re-sculpt the universe.
Sadly abandoned, but fragments are plentiful. Then there’s Basilisk 2 with those ominous field recordings from Notre dame cathedral in Paris.
Basilisk has it’s own flavour, and this remaster admittedly leaves off the bonus tracks which adorned the reissue cd, and hopefully respects the atmosphere of the original. less a remaster, more a clarification.

2015 CDR: Lovingly home made CDR edition in card cover with full colour artwork by Jesse Pepper. Insert included. Edition of 199.


Review

Basilisk first came out as a Third Mind Records cassette in 1983. It was reissued (both legitimately and bootlegged) a few times in the same format during the ’80s by small European labels, including the Legendary Pink Dots’ own favorite Dutch imprint, TeKa. The album finally received wider circulation in 2002 when TeKa reissued it on CD in collaboration with the U.S. label Beta-Lactam Ring Records. The album ranks among the Dots’ experimental releases. It features a few songs typically dominated by repetitive keyboard chords and Edward Ka-Spel’s murmur beyond the grave. But for each song included, there’s a disquieting instrumental piece. They provide a suitable soundtrack for walks through the local cemetery on a foggy night, especially “Basilisk 2,” which used to conclude the original album. In keeping with the cassette esthetics, the CD reissue lumps the material from each side into two 30-minute tracks. Beside the usual suspects (Ka-Spel and Phil Knight), the lineup includes guitarist Barry Gray, violinist/keyboardist Patrick Paganini, drummer Keith G. Thompson, and singer April Iliffe, although these musicians seem to appear only on the bonus tracks. The sound of the main album is dominated by keyboards. “The Ocean Cried Blue Murder a Ferry in a Storm on a Walkman” is a dark folk song recorded direct-to-Walkman. “Ideal Home” (which first appeared on Atomic Roses, 1982) is presented in a previously unreleased version from 1981. The bonus tracks have a shaky sound quality, but Basilisk itself sounds quite good considering that the master tapes have been lost. – François Couture


Lyrics

STIGMATA PART 1 (Freiheit)
(Freiheit: freedom. In German, possibly connected to the fact the lyrics « working makes you free » also paraphrase a 19th century German motto (from the title of a novel in which deviants find salvation through hard work) the Nazis later made infamous by placing it at the entrance of death camps. « Arbeit Macht Frei »/work sets you free.)

Intro loop: April (?) reciting « Sing While You May »

Pictures (?) across a wall, they talk among themselves. The shelves are empty except for eyes that (?) in silence, while he’s working (?…less?), working on a slab of stone, working fingers ’til the bones are (working? worked?) through his skin. Can’t feel a thing, the pain stays in, ‘cause working makes you free.

(He’d) dreamed to see the world, the others’ works, the older works. (?) cried out as they crumbled, yes they crying out to him. (?) moaned about the ?, and Venus wanted hands, and Bonaparte a brand new hat ‘cause the other (old one?) looked so silly. But he really couldn’t help – much too busy working on his own, on his own. And now the crowds applauded and threw him coins and roses. Rows and queues on corners, curious for a glimpse. The critics said his statues breathed – they whispered back « you’re stone », and no one heard their mocking. No one heard the jokes at their expense, and (ghost torments?). There’s nobody listening. Nobody listening, nobody listening. No one listens.

 

KLAZH (instrumental)

 

LOVE IS… (Part 1 – instrumental version of Love Puppets)

 

LOVE IS… (part 2)
(a proper name?) just ate the margarine, he’s writhing on the floor. (He) snatched it when my back was turned – he won’t steal anymore. (Sores?) are spreading oddly now, they’re glowing in the dark. I stroke him with my gloves on and I’ll bury him in the park. I swear I heard a sound last night, footsteps on the stairs. I cried out and I dashed outside – wasn’t anybody there. (And I was?) the only boy in the world, and you were the only girl. We’d (…..?)

 

NO REASON
I got my tapes, I got my headphones, (phone is?) off the hook. I got a book I wrote myself. I’m healthy, happy on my own. You don’t figure in my plans, never (did? this), never can. Sure, you got to understand I don’t always mean the words I say. It’s nothing that you did, the problem’s in myself (is myself?). (Emotional paralysis?), still want you as a friend. But on any other level, I’m sad to say, it’s the end. It’s the end. I didn’t want to hurt you. Honestly. Believe me. (For I ?) gave you cause. Believe Me. No reason. No reason.

 

834 (mostly unintelligible vocals through vocoder)

 

WALL PURGES NIGHT
The right hand raised, the left plants stickers – picking out the deviants, the choice of colours, inclinations, factions that see only red. He wants them dead. He kills them in his mirror when it’s dark… And when he thinks that no-one’s watching, spreads his spray paint, leaves his mark.

As swastikas shout out from walls, they’re tattooed on a million fists. Clenched together, safe in numbers, waving from the precipice. Fodder! Plod on down your icy path… A cannon’s waiting for the fodder. Enlightenment comes with a blast. A bang. A bang, a bang, a bang…

Another place, a different story. Fingers play with stale cigars. Business creeks (creaks? creeps?), the warehouse leaks, the chairman sold his daughter’s car. He’s reading charts, sharpening knives for cutting when the time seems right – for him alone. No pause for mercy, if the victim’s out of sight. Equality is a word for cranks to shout out as the batons swing. It’s beautiful in theory… he knows it’s not for him. He’s got his fodder – they plod on down their icy path. Enlightenment comes with a blast.

In higher places, clocks chime for a meeting of the Lords – discreet as guilty secrets cause no shame behind closed doors. A portion for the mega bomb, a portion for the Queen… can’t forget the Army or the Law – we got to keep our cities clean. And sure they know they’ll get their way, though protests echo from the streets. There’s hired guns and sheets of armour – (it) gives them shelter through the heat. And the fodder who plod on down their icy path. Enlightenment comes with a blast.

But there’s other bullets, other walls, where justice cries in shiny red. Where passion burns and reason dies, persuasion’s just a hole in the head. Purges after midnight, no discretion in the mass. A volley, a silence, as they cover up the mess. Don’t kid yourself you’re civilized – it could happen anywhere. In choking cities, steaming jungles… maybe even here.

Come here fodder!

(sample: « We may allow ourselves a brief period of rejoicing. » Bit of the song “Tico Tico no Fubá”).

 

BASILISK 1 (instrumental/sounscapes)

 

METHODS
Dive like a swan in a pond as the train rolls in. Close your eyes, hold your breath – you’ll be holding it forever. There are methods, many methods. Take pills, swallow one by one. It’s easy, it’s so easy – you can drift away to heaven.

Many methods, there are methods – with a blade on the wrist you can carve your initials. It’s messy, but it’s effective, and a method, another method.

Another method … select and slip away. Tightropes, and nightshades and shady streets where knives are swinging (other methods!) Swing, swing away on a rope – it’s a method, another method. Airports, motorways – take a dive, take a dive… It’s another method. Methods. Select and slip away. Methods. Take a life, take a pill, take a dive….

 

CLEAN UP
The world would be so nice without people but oh so bad without me. I’m applying for the job to sit behind The Button, and watch my knee. And when i’m bored you won’t ignore the goodies i’ve got in store. Just hang around, it will all be over in seconds. Maybe you think I’m joking, that it’s all just a fabulous wheeze ; and when the time’s right i’ll just (?) and scramble on my back. Freeze. I’m paranoid, i’ve got adenoids. They shot me. I like the noise. I’m going to crack some revenge. And i can talk to the animals – talk to the animals. And maybe they’ll talk back – talk back. I’ve drafted out a real persuasive letter – it will get the early post. Don’t be surprised – it’s kind of nice when you’re a ghost. I’m a scorpio. I’ll start the show with a farewell song on the radio. Hold your nose, hold you nose.

 

BASILISK 2 (soundscape with field recordings made at Notre-Dame by Silverman)

 

transcribed by Dominic