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Textures Of Illumina

EDWARD KA-SPEL

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Cover ImageRelease date and tracklist

1995
DE 10″ Bog Records BOG001

side a

  1. The Boomerang Effect – [HPCD9154]
  2. Right On, Food – [HPCD9154]

side b

  1. The Train To Never – [HPCD9154]
  2. Icing – [HPCD9154]

 

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Cover Image2002
US 2xCD Caciocavallo CAD 12

disc a

  1. The Boomerang Effect
  2. Right On, Food
  3. The Train To Never
  4. Icing
  5. Millennium 1
  6. Millennium 2
  7. Atomic Roses ’95 (Part One- After)
  8. Atomic Roses ’95 (Part Two- Before)

disc b

  1. Steven Cow
    Book Of The Film
    The Repeal Of The Corn Laws
    Suzy’s Eye Patch
    Broccoli

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05 December 2013
NL MP3 self-released on Bandcamp

  1. The Boomerang Effect / Right On Food12:26
  2. Train to Never / Icing 12:33
  3. Millenium 1 12:00
  4. Millenium 2 11:17
  5. Atomic Roses ’95 20:10
  6. Steven Cow / Book of the Film / Suzy’s Eye Patch / Broccoli / Untitled 28:04

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Cover Image10 November 2024
NL/UK remastered MP3/2xCD-R self-released on EK’s Bandcamp

  1. The Boomerang Effect
  2. Right On Food
  3. Train to Never / Icing
  4. Millenium 1 (bonus track)
  5. Millenium 2 (bonus track)
  6. Atomic Roses ’95 (bonus track)
  7. Steven Cow (aka Even Now ’95- bonus track)
  8. Book of the Film (bonus track)
  9. The Repeal of the Corn Laws (bonus track)
  10. Suzy’s Eye Patch (aka Suicide Pack ’95- bonus track)
  11. Broccoli (bonus track)
  12. Untitled (bonus track)

Credits

  • Edward Ka-Spel – gesang, tansteninstruemente, klangwerkzeuge
  • Raymond Steeg – klangwerkzeuge
  • Ryan Moore – radio, kaffemaschine, hawaii-gitarre
  • Lady Loop – tansteninstruemente, lampe, wasser, klangwerkzeuge

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  • Lady Loop – Drums, Voice, Performer [Sound Devices]
  • Raymond Steeg – Engineer [Sound Devices]
  • Ryan Moore – Guitar [Hawaii]
  • Calyxx – Voice [Small]
  • Edward Ka-Spel – Voice, Instruments

2002 artwork By [Cover] – Nienke Poiesz, Remco Polman
2024 cover by EK


 Notes

2013 notes from Bandcamp:
“Textures” first appeared as a 10″ vinyl record on the curiously monikered German “Bog” label. It was extended for the “Das Digital Vertrauen” -a double cd compilation on Soleilmoon, then much bonus material was added for this eventual double cd. Basically a collection of experiments and explorations. It appears here slightly sonically enhanced.
The bonus disc (Steven Cow etc.) was a 27 minute excursion attached to the initial pressing, but in fact this collection has never been re-pressed so there are no single disc copies. Disc 2 features re-titled re-workings of “Even Now” and “Suicide Pact” as part of an extended suite. -EK

10″ vinyl:
Included double-sided insert with lyrics and credits, plus the bog story.

2xCD:
Disc A reissues tracks from the 10″ of The Textures of Illumina and the compilations Das Digitale Vertrauen and Globus And Decibel. Track 1-7 is listed only as “Atomic Roses ’95”, and track 1-8 is not listed on the sleeve. The correct track names are listed above for each.

Disc B is a bonus disc, included only with the first 1500 copies. The 6 songs on Disc 2 are indexed as one track (the sixth track is unlisted).  On it is a selection of experiments and re-workings of old songs concocted throughout 2001. Names have been changed in order to protect the innocent. 

2024 remaster digital and CD-R reissue notes:
A ver limited 2 x CD-R edition lovingly created and signed by the artist- edition of 59.

An album that was first released on vinyl as a 10″, then greatly expanded with bonus tracks when it later emerged as a double cd. This is the ultimate version (including those bonus tracks) after an intense sonic overhaul. To complete the rebirth, it has been given a new cover .

Tracks 1 – 3 represent the original 10” album. Tracks 4 – 6 are bonus cuts from compilation albums in the late 90s. Tracks 7 – 12 was a suite of songs/ sketches old and new that formed the bonus disc of the 2 x cd release on Soleilmoon Recordings.


Lyrics

The Boomerang Effect

I squashed 666 of God’s little miracles… I kicked them, I crippled them, I crushed them on the floor… But there’s more! In my tea, in my cheese, in my hair… Up there! Monsters… I see monsters, they covered up the sky, murder in their eyes. The bullets bounce off their armour and I’m thinking about my Karma.

The Train to Never

Derailed by the landslide… No call cause I’m tounguetied. I heard, but I don’t cry… This worses I don’t try. They search on the wrong side… They seek but they don’t find… It’s already night time… Could be here a lifetime. And the ghost train leaves the station; someone’s calling “All aboard for destinations far abroad!” We’ll spit fire on a starless night. A flawless flight to freedom knows no barriers… My warriors are brave, they shout “We shall save you! We shall save you now.” Call my name…

 

 

The Scriptures Of Illumina

EDWARD KA-SPEL

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Cover ImageRelease date and tracklist

1995
NL CD Terminal Kaleidoscope TEKA 888

2000
US CD Soleilmoon/Caciocavallo CAD8 (alternate cover)

07 December 2013
NL Remastered MP3 self-released on Bandcamp

  1. Illumina
  2. Memories Of Dr. Bliss
  3. A Grain Of Salt
  4. Homage
  5. Gomorrha
  6. Mayday
  7. The Never Man
  8. Laughing Venus
  9. There Was A Crooked Man
  10. Illumina 2*
  11. The Last Door On The Left*

 

April 5, 2024
UK/NL remastered MP3 self-released on EK’s and TLPD’s Bandcamp

November 10, 2024
UK/NL remastered CD-R self-released on EK’s Bandcamp

  1. Illumina
  2. Memories Of Dr. Bliss
  3. A Grain Of Sand
  4. Homage
  5. Gomorrha
  6. Mayday
  7. The Never Man
  8. Laughing Venus
  9. There Was A Crooked Man
  10. Illumina / The Last Door On The Left

 


Credits
  • Edward Ka-Spel – vox, keyboards, toys, acoustic guitar
  • Raymond Steeg – sound tools
  • Ryan Moore – drums, percussion, bass, electric guitar
  • Elke – machines, keys, graphics

artwork- Elke Peucker
Mixed by Raymond and Edward


Notes

Recorded July & August 1994 in Bino’s living room. Mixed at TeKaHq.
Originally released in a quantity of 1100.
Soleilmoon/Caciocavallo edition is remastered and includes a lyrics booklet.
* The last 2 tracks are combined on the Bandcamp version

from Bandcamp 2013:
1993. Picture this. It’s a glorious Summer day but EK is inside with only Sabine’s dog, Skoi, to keep him company. An old friend, Sabine, had asked him and Elke to look after her house (and hound) for a week while she went on holiday.

On this sunny afternoon, EK is strumming an out-of-tune acoustic guitar. Skoi seems to object and HOWLS (a lot). The howls are recorded, as the would-be guitarist runs around the room, followed by one small dog.

Then it’s overdub time….Ballbearings are rolled across the wooden floor. Skoi takes a rest.

Then there’s the vocal part…EK seems annoyed by a record company. In retrospect, it’s a little embarassing (said label really wasn’t THAT BAD). However they made it clear that they didn’t like LPDs’ “Shadow Weaver”, and childish as it may seem, criticism goes down very badly with the singer.  Consquently, the lyrics are painfully vitriolic.

“Scriptures” was that kind of album – peculiar, noisy and rather unique but sadly not so well recorded. The Soleilmoon reissue remastered by Raymond put some of this matter to rights, but consider this latest downloadable version to be definitive. -EK

From April 2024 release:
“Serious sonic surgery” was performed on this album and released for April 2024’s Bandcamp Friday.

Around 30 years since this rough, explosive album was released. It has been sonically overhauled, but with plenty of respect!- EK

from the  2024 remaster:
The CD-R is a limited edition of 59.


Lyrics

Illumina

Killer bees patrolled the border, Mad Dog Caesar rolled the dice, they seized control while we were sleeping, glued pitch black patches on our eyes. If seeing you is loving you, I think I’ll tear out both my eyes. I’m happy on this private island, the only place I have to hide. We huddle close, we’re wearing muzzles, we carry crosses nine to five. And though we roll in black sand blisters, somehow we just stay alive. It’s in their interest but I haven’t figured out the reason why and if I did I’d keep it quiet cos black is white and truth is lies. In this place called Illumina the white light never fades. Oh, Illumina my door is open, I’m nervous in the shade. In this place called Illumina the white light never fades. Oh, Illumina my door is open, I’m nervous in the shade.

Speech: Breakfast is served at the monument at precisely 5:05. Not a second earlier, not a second later. A neon light flashes ‘EAT – DON’T TALK.’ It’s blazing above our heads. Just as if we’d never seen it before, if we’d actually needed to be reminded. We don’t want to be reminded. A friend of mine once whispered out, hinting somehow the food seemed better one morning. They took him away, they strapped him to the chair. They put electrodes in his head and they illuminated him and his eyes would turn into bright bright candle like messages that flashed and flashed, “I talked, I did not eat. I am a reminder.” I am a constant reminder of how you should behave. I am a constant reminder of the priviliges of being obedient at all times. We must fade out, out.

Memoires Of Dr. Bliss

We called it Operation Friendly because the victims were restricted. Nothing got beyond the fence, the gifted were extracted. For the greater good we kept it classified. We filed survivors under S, ran some tests, I served the finest medication. I watched them laugh themselves to death. It makes a tidy end. We called them Holy Mercy candies cause it’s Christ who buys the wine. He slowly runs his finger down the perforated spine. He takes the time to listen carefully. Your pain drifts away, your pain drifts away. I should know it was me who ran the tests, watched you laugh yourself to death. It makes a tidy end. The jury all wore clothes-pins, the judge was unimpressed. There simply was no punishment devised to suit the hellish inner squirms of the one called Dr. Bliss. So they locked him in his playpen where he’s busy playing chess with Napoleon. I stand here unimpressed. But I shall laugh myself to death cause it makes a tidy end. It makes a tidy end.

A Grain Of Salt

All the world’s a stage – you failed the first audition. Doomed to walk the wings beyond my vision. Send in the hand. I tried to understand. I tried to find the man behind the mouse, the sleeping lion just was not there. I screamed, I shook you, I shot you twice, you apologized. That’s why Jack’s a dull boy.

Homage (instrumental)

Gomorrha

Jenny danced with Joey on the table when the jukebox played their tune. He’d kiss her navel, she’d swoon like Isadora. Hit the floor. The special room would saw clean through the gates of old Gomorrha. Oh, they never saw us watching, clapping, gnawing, snapping, clawing through the jungle, twisted arms and knotted legs. And that for every secret wish you slept with. Down in Lazy Lover’s Leap I took a seat inside a cubicle. I peeked at you, watched movies starring meecey films of you. See me, see you, we are everything, we’re nothing. Wish I had another coin. The star attraction of this evening is a ceiling full of holes. The thrusted Brits on a pole, and all the bodies I’ve lusted for line up. I’m transparent. No one sees the hunger in my eyes. No, no one sees the hunger in my eyes. If every dream’s a growing seed, I will not sleep in your dimension.

Mayday (voice with distortion)

The Never Man

I bleeded for my purple card, I didn’t have a stamp so I pleaded for my stamp, I didn’t have a card. And everywhere I traveled faces turned and turned away. Yes I cleared the shopping malls, I watched them slowly climb the walls dive head first in the river, one by one. I’m the never man, the man without a face without a number. I strolled into the movies, turned a camera on myself. I screened my never profile coast to coast. I fantasized the countdown and a melt down. {14, 13, 12, 11, 10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, 0} Now I’m walking through the ghosts but no they don’t see me. They don’t see each other. They’re the never men and no they don’t see me. (Never never never man.) They don’t see each other. (The never man.) I’m the never man, the man without a face without a number. No one knows the number that sits proudly on the front of heaven’s door. The never man. Run away, run away. Never meant to be. Run!

Laughing Venus

Lost in light to face the far side. Touch me. Kissed by time. Still young enough to fly. Touch me. The stars seem closer tonight. If I had hands, well I’d surely dig them. If I had ears I’d steal your thunder. Just give me life. I will roll through famine fields on giant wheels. I’ll sprinkle, heal, I’ll give you back the day. Just touch me.

There Was A Crooked Man

Play it, play it then behave. Oh yessiree, we have the chains. Now here’s the instructions: Thou shalt rave, Thou shalt give us more Marias. For our lady, she is fertile. Our lady, she sells, and we can smell that pot of silver. It is waiting maybe you can have some here, here. But play it, play it one more time again, again, again, again. A thousand times come out from that shadow boys. It’s kind of hard to hear you through that god awful fucking noise. They have trouble selling accidents like this. Oh play it, play it, play it one more time, one more time. I wish they all were virgins, oh they’ve been screwing us for years. They wish that they were virgins, screwing us for years. You Wish you were a virgin, you’ve been screwing us for years.

Illumina 2

Killer bees besieged the border, evil warders rolled the bees. The eyes of wise guys, slick reporters now hanging from the Judas tree. The TV screen is scrambled and the radio’s jammed but I dutifully follow orders cause you never can, you never can. Who slinks through the cracks across my wall, who listens for my footsteps as night falls, who amplifies the sighs, the curses, fantasizes all the worst things. And I’d rather be a gray man than the great pretender shouting at the moon. Ah, the moon. They switch it off at night because it isn’t square. And I’d like to think back to those midnight walks with you but I don’t dare. I guess that knowing you is loving you so I’ll simply change the channel. I’ll wipe a cold flannel across my face. I’ll watch that space. I’ll watch that scrambled space and think of nothing just in case they’re watching, prying, tapping, probing, watching, prying, tapping, probing, watching, prying, tapping, probing. Sure thing nothing’s sacred in this place they call Illumina. Our Illumina. The door is open. I’m nervous in the shade oh Illumina.

The Last Door On The Left (instrumental)

 

 

 

Kowskijari

EDWARD KA-SPEL

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Cover ImageRelease date and tracklist

1996
CD-R HPCD9154

  1. Atomic Roses ’95 (mix)
  2. Tsern Is Kowskijari Part 1
  3. Untitled
  4. Tsern Is Kowskijari Part 2
  5. Textures Of Illumina Part 1
  6. Textures Of Illumina Part 2

 


Credits


Notes

Initially limited to 2 copies, with a third copy later burned.
All of the tracks are mixed together as one long song.
“Atomic Roses ’95 (mix)” is a slightly different mix of the version that appears on the GLOBUS AND DECIBEL compilation.
“Textures of Illumina Part 1” and “Textures of Illumina Part 2″ are the same material as sides 1 and 2 respectively of the THE TEXTURES OF ILLUMINA 10” EP release.
The other tracks are otherwise exclusive.

 

 

The Man Who Never Was / Fuse

EDWARD KA-SPEL

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Cover ImageRelease date and tracklist

1996, reissued 1998
US 7″ Anomalous Records ‎– ANO1
US 7″ Robot Records RR13

  1. The Man Who Never Was – [MP3]
  2. Fuse – [MP3]

 

 


Credits

  • Edward Ka-Spel – keyboards, voice, violins, devices
  • Lady Loop – devices, engineering
  • Raymond Steeg – engineering, mixing
  • Caylxx – bouncing presence

Notes

These tracks were recorded in 1992.  Played at 33 1/3 RPM.
1996 edition limited to 1000 copies on black vinyl
1998 edition limited to 500 copies on clear vinyl and features redesigned labels.  This edition was re-cut as the pressing plant lost the plates from the first pressing.

‘The Man Who Never Was’ re-released on “Down In the City of Heartbreak and Needles Volume 2” CD.  ‘Fuse’ was eventually released on the 2001 compilation “Needles Three

 

Down In the City of Heartbreak and Needles Volume 2

EDWARD KA-SPEL

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Cover ImageRelease date and tracklist

September 1, 1998
US CD Soleilmoon SOL60

  1. Even Now – [MP3]
  2. Lady Sunshine – [MP3]
  3. Find the Lady – [MP3]
  4. Inferno
  5. Illusion
  6. The Man Who Never Was – [MP3]
  7. Paradise Then – [MP3]
  8. Atomic Roses – [MP3]
  9. A Crack In Melancholy Time – [MP3]
  10. The Fool With Spanners
  11. Number Nine Number Nine Number Nine Number Nine

Credits

  • Edward Ka-Spel – voice, keyboards, electronics, percussion
  • Lily Ak – lady voice
  • Elke Skelter – voice & synthesizer
  • The Silverman – keyboards
  • Christoph Heemann – sonic manipulation

Notes

Down in the City of Heartbreak and Needles Volume 2 is a compilation of tracks from rare and out of print albums by Legendary Pink Dots leader and vocalist Edward Ka-Spel, and by its name is a continuation and extension of the first Down in the City CD from 1995. Five tracks are very old, from 1984, three more are from 1993, and the last three are previously unreleased.

Track 1 is from Dance China Doll 12″ EP (1984)
Tracks 2, 3, 7 and 8 are from Laugh China Doll (1984)
Tracks 4 and 5 are from Robot Records 10″ mini album (1993)
Track 6 is A-side from Robot/Anomalous Records 7″ single (1993)
Tracks 9, 10 and 11 are previously unreleased


Reviews

Overall impression: very good. Despite Ka-spel’s vast array of songs with the Legendary Pink Dots, Edward still has an abundance of leftover odds and ends that he (thankfully) puts out as a solo artist. “Down in … Volume 2″ continues where Vol 1 left off, collecting those odds and ends from the past 14 years onto one beautifully designed digitally mastered disc. Track 1 is from the 1984 Dance China Doll 12″ EP, tracks 2, 3, 7 and 8 are from the 1984 Laugh China Doll LP, tracks 4 and 5 are from the 1993 Robot Records 10″ mini album, track 6 is the a-side from the 1993 Robot/Anomolous Records 7” single and tracks 9, 10 and 11 are previously unreleased (no dates given, but I believe they’re all 90’s works). As you can see, the cd is split about evenly between old and new. The ’84 songs are keyboard and vocal oriented, more structured and “song-like” bizarre pop ditties with the unique Ka-spel lyrical/vocal touch. The 90’s songs are generally more experimental, often lengthy ambient/noise pieces (“A Crack..” is a noisier extended re-working of the song from LPD’s “9 Lives to Wonder” album). I appreciate the balance here, the older and newer songs counterpoint each other nicely. All in all, a great sampling of Ka-spel’s many worlds and yet another must have for the LPD fanatic. – Mark Weddle

***

This collection of odds and ends brings together some highly rare tracks from various singles and EP, and (nearly) completes the CD re-release of the Laugh China Doll LP started by Volume 1. Unfortunately for completists, there are still missing tracks, so it’s still going to be necessary to hunt down the originals.

“Even Now” is an all too-brief, simple soaring melody based on a typically arpeggiating keyboard line from the Dance China Doll EP, while “Lady Sunshine” has a similar approach to heartbreak and yearning from the same era (1984). “Find The Lady”, “Paradise Then” and “Atomic Roses” are engaging, cyclical ditties which show both how much and how little the essential heart of Ka-Spel’s muse has changed over the years – especially in the case of the latter’s cheap drum-machine and keyboards arranged into bouncy apocalyptic angst, which Edward continues to re-work live on occasion.

With the chronological order of the songs abandoned and a sprinkling of alternate unreleased versions, City Of Heartbreak 2 is constructed as a work in its own right rather than just a straightforward compilation. “Inferno” and “Illusion” are two early Nineties pieces of lengthy Ambient Concrete layering and reflective mythological worrying placed in between the older material along with “The Man Who Never Was” (now re-released as a 7-inch on Anomalous Records), a downbeat track which could have come from the contemporary Pink Dots release 9 Lives To Wonder. The same applies to “A Crack In Melancholy Time,” which is an ominously Ka-Spellian reworking of a piece from the same album showing that what constitues a solo release is more a matter of mixing than the norm with other musicians.

“The Fool With Spanners” and “Number Nine Number Nine Number Nine Number Nine” close the CD with shimmering, vindictive ennui, and that old favourite, a backwards-looped radio abstraction respectively, completing what in any other hands could be a set of detritus and ephemera, but here is testament to the seemingly boundless creative energy of one of the great musical artists of the underground. – Antron S. Meister, Freq E-zine

 

The Blue Room

EDWARD KA-SPEL

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Cover ImageRelease date and tracklist

October 27, 1998

US LP Soleilmoon SOL 87

side a

  1. Scarlett Cross [MP3]
  2. Supper At J’s [MP3]
  3. A Roman Candle [MP3]
  4. Design Fault [MP3]

side b

  1. Hotel Y [MP3]
  2. Cause And FX [MP3]
  3. Mosquito Munch Fandango [MP3]

side c

  1. Gemini [MP3]
  2. Shall We Share Water, Brother? [MP3]
  3. The Blue Room – [MP3]

side d

  1. They Came, They Saw, They Scarpered (Parts 1-3) [MP3]

 

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Cover ImageOctober 27, 1998
US CD Soleilmoon SOL 87

  1. Scarlett Cross [MP3]
  2. Supper At J’s [MP3]
  3. A Roman Candle [MP3]
  4. Design Fault [MP3]
  5. Hotel Y [MP3]
  6. Cause And FX [MP3]
  7. Mosquito Munch Fandango [MP3]
  8. Gemini [MP3]
  9. Shall We Share Water, Brother? [MP3]
  10. The Blue Room – [MP3]

 

12 November 2012
NL MP3 self-released on Bandcamp

  1. Scarlett Cross 03:57
  2. Supper at J’s 10:11
  3. A Roman Candle 04:12
  4. Design Fault 04:31
  5. Hotel Y 12:26
  6. Cause & FX / Mosquito Munch Fandango 08:38
  7. Gemini 03:12
  8. Shall we Share Water , Brother? 09:49
  9. Blue Room 03:06
  10. They came, They saw ,They scarpered part 1 11:22
  11. They Came , They Saw , They Scarpered Part 2 05:22
  12. They Came , They Saw , They Scarpered Part 3 02:49
  13. Wounded Knee 06:49

 

7 May 2024
NL/UK remastered MP3 self-released on EK’s Bandcamp

  1. Scarlett Cross 03:53
  2. Supper at J’s 10:01
  3. A Roman Candle 04:11
  4. Design Fault 04:31
  5. Hotel Y 12:26
  6. Cause & Effect / Mosquito Munch Fandango 08:38
  7. Gemini 03:50
  8. Shall we Share Water Brother? 09:48
  9. Blue Room 03:06
  10. They came, They saw ,They scarpered part 1 11:22
  11. They Came , They Saw , They Scarpered Part 2 05:22
  12. They Came , They Saw , They Scarpered Part 3 02:49
  13. Wounded Knee 06:49

 


 Credits

  • Edward Ka-Spel – voice + instruments
  • Nienke Poiesz – voice/lyrics on “The Blue Room”
  • Raymond Steeg – engineering, mixing, sound wizardry
  • Frack Verschuuren – engineering on “A Roman Candle”

cover and layout- Rachel K.
cover painting- Nienke Poiesz


Notes

Vinyl edition limited to 1000 copies.

From Bandcamp:
1997. Times were hard, the house was tiny, the Ka-Spellian studio had shrunk to a
what could be fitted onto a tiny table on a platform where the stairs turned. Normally a session meant wearing a coat as heating wasn’t so effective but still cost a fortune.
Despite all that “The Blue Room”still feels like a fresh album.  Initially meant as part of a trilogy of colours, but the 3rd part was never finished.
Included in this Redux edition is a previously unheard piece “Wounded Knee” which is from the time. -EKS

Just before the Year 1,000 BC a great civilization collectively decided that there was no future on the planet known as Earth. Within the space of a few short days, scientists designed and technicians created a fleet of spaceships to take them to the furthest reaches of the galaxy. They didn’t make it – the entire armada crashed into a lesser moon of the planet they called Zob. All traces of this civilization vanished forever.

Just before the year 0, a mysterious bearded man irritated an unpopular but influential monarch by telling him that a great man was going to be born who would change EVERYTHING. The mysterious bearded man was beheaded. The great man was born, changed EVERYTHING and was executed.

Just before the year 1,000, an entire multitude of people renounced their worldly possession and settled for a life of poverty. Others, fearing the worst, jumped from high towers. Usually the latter action proved fatal. Just before the year 2,000 a few thousand people retreated to their rooms and meditated on “The Blue Room”, the latest album by Edward Ka-Spel, singer with The Legendary Pink Dots.

This goes to show that Charles Darwin was right after all.

***

2024 remaster:
Uploaded to Edward Ka-Spel’s own Bandcamp page
“A rather drastic remaster for this album from 1998. This is the Redux version including tracks from the long out-of-print vinyl edition plus an exclusive piece from the sessions.”
-EK


 

Reviews

In his inimitable style, master mythologer and spinner of eerie Millenial tales for The Legendary Pink Dots here presents some further solo efforts. There’s the hissing, steaming clockwork music box of “Supper At J’s” with unsettling reflections on the state of virtual 1999, which rises and falls from song into semi-orchestral concrete-samplescapes as the lead-in for an album which includes the disturbingly groovy “Cause and FX”, with its misguided protagonist with his “cute Colt .45/splits a mole-hill from a mile” and a penchant for saving the world, whether it wants it or not.

Edward Ka-Spel knows his psychopaths as well as he knows his lyrical dreamers, and The Blue Room features several of each. The arrhythmic drum machine and mocking New Ageisms of “A Roman Candle” combines scathing, sardonic half-believed cynicism with a yearning for human warmth ; “Design Fault” manages the astounding trick of pulling a melody from what sounds like “D’y Ken John Peel?” and, through judicous use of echo, plus one of the more stumbling, minimal drum machine patterns and sample loops of recent years, with the poetic, sub-religiose revolutionary nihilism of the lyrics, makes for the best Ka-Spel track since the awesome Tanith and The Lion Tree album. “Hotel Y” has a shuffling, brushed percussion loop and watery, self-despairing lyrics about the end of a relationship which seem to form a good proportion of Ka-Spel’s solo songs, before another extended instrumental suite which moves from upbeat stabs of brassy samples into washes of blanched atmoshpherics and recycled, glitched sample loops which converge into discordant babel.

What refreshes, as ever, is the variety pulled from the keyboards and samplers, the compositional deployment of a distended rattle here, a pulsing loop there and the cunningly peculiar use of vocal and instrumental effects which transform EK’s voice from the hushed tones of an existential coward into the demonic giggle of a maniac with the space of a single song Sparking emotion and inventive discordia alike, The Blue Room establishes its own self-contained universe, bearing a passing resemblance to the mundane reality, populated by melancholic lovers and vampire suitors, earnest declarations of re-incarnated eternal love to a soundtrack of mellow Jazz and jet engines at take-off; and the guest vocals of Lisa, who provides the stirring title track with both a different voice, and a reference back through Ka-Spel’s past albums and their guests.

There’s even “Shall We Share Water Brother?” – which is part Vangelis, and perhaps part Heinlein’s Stranger In A Strange Land if the post-Messianic mood connects to the reference in the song title. Strangely familiar as Ka-Spel’s alternate world maybe, it’s probably best not to live there too long for the sake of sanity- though, compared to the dissapointments of this one, it’s an intriguing place to visit. – Freq E-Zine


Lyrics

Scarlett Cross

Her vampire lover kept the ritual
sacred every moonless night
she’d cast her clothes in all directions
dance with lanterns, freeze with fright
when his uncanny gaze would catch her
through lacy curtains, locked outside

yet always she would raise the window
always silent, in he’d fly
and on those virgin sheets, she’d spread
herself and call him to her
with those pearly hands
her vampire lover hovered sobbing
but he never chose to land

and come the mourining she would wake
untouched alone
tucked deep inside her bed
she’d see the window
locked from inside
see those virgin sheets were
ruby ruby red

Supper at J’s

13 plates, a goblet + we’re bleeding from the wrists.
J said ‘Go ahead, have one more for the road’-
it came to this.
and one by one we knelt before him,
one by one we kissed him on the mouth.
Our eyes averted as if it was the first time
But hey, it’s 1999 + J has lawyers in the fold
+ J’s accountain can recite
the greatest story ever told.

There is no need to walk the mean streets
patching wounds and saving souls
Because just like midas everything we touch
is turning gold.
Just like it did the last time.

Type http:/ you’re chosen, broke
But closing in on satan with a stun-gun
sweeping demons from the screen.

This is your entrance to the kingdom
use your fingers just for him
+ be quite certain your reward is lying
deep within – just like it did the last time.

And if I kick him hard enough, now will I see him fly?
If I stare hard at that bastard will he shrivel up and die?
And will I walk the waves & carve my name on tablets in the sky?
Will they remember me with reverence until they pull the plug on time.
Now back again and forwards – shift
a bouncing ball – two facing walls.
Now back gain and forwards –
It’s just a game, eh, J? (hit delete)

A Roman Candle (transcribed by the Plasma Twins)

Praise the lord and pass the ammo. Firewalks, god damn. Could build a
fortress with this hammer. We’ll peel away the night.
So lay me down, lay me down. I need to feel your fire.

We’ll line the corridors with lava lamps. Madonna’s retro band dig
the weather. Revolving plastic prophets.

aohhhhh. touch me. lay me down, I need your fire. Lay me down, I need
your fire. I need your hands all over.

Dark faces in the headrow, jealous eyes spy from the stars. Down by the
west wall, they were scraping someone’s bugged chocolate bars. so will
you die with me? I promise you a fortress with a wall that’s ten miles
high.

Lay me down, I need to feel your fire. lay me down, I need that fire.
lay me down, I need your fire. (lay me down) I’m wired up, and your
finger’s on my detonator. My detonator’s itching.

There’s a place for us ( your finger’s on my detonator ) A little north
of here, it’s made for us. (your finger’s on my detonator) I want you
there. I want your hands right here.

Design Jault (transcribed by the Plasma Twins)

filling in the space, only filling in the space. case they catch me
empty-handed. killing time and losing base. got to run now cause those
idle hands are cradling my face. find me drifting into sabotage,
dreaming of escape. now this is heresy against the revolution. i’m
feeling faintly proud cause i don’t believe in anything. i said i’m
feeling faintly proud cause i dont believe in anything. anything that’s
allowed. this is against the revolution. catch me there before i am
channeling. you better hold me down or chain me up. you can’t contain
me. spirit of the universe is drowning me. i feel i am clinging to a
cloud. the rusty courts of my industry are strewn across the ground. i’m
losing touch now. i cut the cord now. this line is grinding to a halt.
this is where the empire falls. this is against the revolution. i’m
losing touch now. i cut the cord now. this line is grinding to a halt
now. this is where the empire falls. (now this is heresy). we are
against the revolution.

Hotel Y (transcribed by the Plasma Twins)

What would you do if i slammed the door, vacated to this perfect space,
made my escape? And you never saw it coming. what, what would you do, if
I told you that it’s over now and it never really started? Now, I long
to fly away. Don’t worry now, for this is simply make believe. My death
wish- it’s a lie. And it never, never, will be uttered. See, I just
can’t understand. Can’t understand the joy I am feeling now. cause it’s
all so undeserved. It’s obscured. but, the voices, the voices keep on nagging.
They are eating me alive. They are teasing. I don’t know the reason why.

why now? why now? why now? why now?

Cause and Fx

Mincing through the magnets like a ballerina
did you scan my magnum.45?
it splits a molehill from a mile +
no-one gets away alive
So do you read me?
any shadow in my ribcage?
if I flash a card, will you drop your guard
+ say ‘sir now, that will do just nicely.
like the suit.’
come on in I have the class of ’99
so baby take this hulk to cuba
I got hostages, no humour.
When I count to nine, it’s ali akhbar boom
boom boom ba
Be no compromise
up there begins the great solution
read my name in lights
in headlines eight miles high
I got the whole world on my side
it’s for the people, only for the people
so how about a “thank you” people –
I do it all for you.

(Lights! Action! Read me, nine miles high)

Mosquito Munch Fandango

(instrumental)

Gemini

When I look into those eyes
I see the sadness of an ancient soul
World weary.
Yet, you’re learning from mistakes
Still many, many, many lives to go.

And I’m bound to be there with you
because we’re bound up like a double rose,
and sometimes we are choking
but this is the path we chose.

If I had the chance to start over again,
I’d choose the same
I cannot live without these chains…

This is where I shall remain
For all eternity.
This is of my volition
We’ll never die.

Shall we share water brother? (instrumental)

The Blue Room (transcribed by the Plasma Twins)

A corner of the blue room will be mine. though you froze me in the shadow,
though you try to turn away, i will stay a statue to remind you of the thing
that was. what once we were, the things we had and held and felt. the knives
you threw. the lies you fed. and all the promises you made. for i hate the
way i am left here in a corner. while the wound still bleeds and my heart
still aches. and i still need to scream over you. and i know you need it
too. for i hate the way you pretend not to see me. how i crumble, how i
rust. the way you claim that you no longer care. but, i can see you just
don’t dare to look back at me. and at the crust, the garbage of a good life.
but, this corner will be mine. for in the blue room, there’s no time.
there’s no future. nothing’s passed. for in the blue room, love and hate,
lies forever.