| In The Flesh (disc 2) |
| Released: 2000 by Columbia Records Running Time: 75:06 Ranking: #3 out of 5 live albums Album Highlight: Comfortably Numb Album Weak Point: It's A Miracle Average Song Rating: ***** Comments: The second half of this live album is not as enjoyable as the first, although it is also very good. Here, songs from "Dark Side Of The Moon" are mixed with several songs from his solo albums. The main focus is on "Amused To Death" and while those are great songs, it is dissappointing that some other greats from "The Pros And Cons Of Hitch Hiking" are overlooked, and nothing from "Radio K.A.O.S." is played. Like the first half, the versions of these songs aren't as good as the studio, or other live versions. On this album, you get a bonus song called "Each Small Candle" which is very good, and serves to close out the album strongly. |
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| 1- a) Speak To Me Written by: Mason 1- b) Breathe Written by: Waters, Gilmour, Wright Running Time: 3:22 From: Dark Side Of The Moon Best Version: Dark Side Of The Moon Rating: ***** Comments: These are the worst versions of "Dark Side Of The Moon" songs that can be found. They are still incredibly good, but the most of the magic is lost here. The intamacy of this song is gone, and it just doesn't sound right at all without Gilmour singing it, not that his replacement doesn't do a very good job. This is still an excellent song, but it just doesn't measure up to other version. Lyrics: Breathe, Breathe in the air don't be afraid to care leave, but don't leave me look around, choose your own ground for long you live and high you fly and smiles you'll give and tears you'll cry and all you touch and all you see is all your life will ever be run, rabbit run dig that hole, forget the sun and when at last the work is done don't sit down, it's time to dig another one for long you live and high you fly but only if you ride the tide balanced on the biggest wave you race towards an early grave Words: i've been mad for fucking years, absolutely years, i've been over the edge for yonks, working me buns off for bands...i've always been mad, i know i've been mad like the most of us are, very hard to explain why you're mad, even if you are not mad... |
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| 2- Time Written by: Mason, Waters, Wright, Gilmour Running Time: 6:24 From: Dark Side Of The Moon Best Version: Dark Side Of The Moon RANKING (different version): #7 (this version *****) Comments: This is one of the greatest songs of all time, and it is reproduced here fairly, with the only major annoyance apart from it not being Gilmour's voice is the stuff the drummer does at the beginning. Waters sings the verses here, and he doesn't do as well as he does in other songs. The instrumental, which is the highlight of the song, also seems to be missing something. Still, if you don't compare it to the original version, it's an awesome song. Lyrics: ticking away, the moments that make up a dull day you fritter and waste the hours in an off-hand way kicking around on a piece of ground in your hometown waiting for someone or something to show you the way tired of lying in the sunshine, staying home to watch the raind and you are young and life is long and there is Time to kill today and then one day you find ten years have got behind you no one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun and you run and you run to catch up with the sun, but it's sinking and racing around to come up behind you again and the sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older shorter of breath, and one day closer to death every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the Time and plans that either come to naught, or half a page of scribbled lines hanging on in quiet desperation is the english way the Time is gone, the song is over, thought i'd something more to say home, home again i like to be here when i can and when i come home cold and tired it's good to warm my bones beside the fire far away, across the fields the tolling of the iron bell calls the faithful to their knees to hear the softly spoken magic spells |
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| 3- Money Written by: Waters Running Time: 6:11 From: Dark Side Of The Moon Best Version: Dark Side Of The Moon RANKING (different version): #20 (this version *****) Comments: Again, Gilmour's replacement falls short of the intensity with which these songs can be sung, but the song is so great anyway that the only thing wrong with it is that it's not the original version. Compared to the "P*U*L*S*E" version of the song, however, which is much longer than the original version, this falls short, whereas it is actually shorter than the original version of the song. The instrumental is still the highlight of this song, and it is reproduced here almost perfectly. Lyrics: money, get away get a good job with more pay and you're okay money, it's a gas grab that cash with both hands and make a stash new car, caviar, four-star daydream think i'll buy me a football team money, get back well i'm alright jack, but your hands off of my stack money, it's a hit don't give me that do goody-good bullshit i'm in the high-fidelity first-class travelling set and i think i need a learjet money, it's a crime share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie money, so they say is the root of all evil today but if you ask for a rise it's no surprise that they're giving none away (away) away (away) away... Words: ...i was in with the right...yes, absolutely in the right...i certainly was in the right...you was definitely in the right...that geezer was cruisin' for a bruisin'...yeah...why does anyone do anything?...i don't know, i was really drunk at the time...i was just telling him he couldn't get into number 2, he was asking why he wasn't coming up on freely, after i was yelling and screaming and telling him why he wasn't coming up on freely...it came as a heavy blow, but we sorted the matter out... |
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| 4- 5:06 AM (Every Stranger's Eyes) Written by: Waters Running Time: 5:19 From: The Pros And Cons Of Hitch Hiking Best Version: In The Flesh Rating: **** Comments: This simple, beautiful song is only better here than the original version because of the background singers, and the emotion that Waters puts behind it which seems greater than on the original version. This is one of the few songs from "The Pros And Cons Of Hitch Hiking" that works well on its own, and it works very well in this live version. Lyrics: in truck stops, and hamburger joints in cadillac limousines in the company of has-beens and bent-backs, in sleeping forms on pavement steps and in libraries and railway stations in books and banks in the pages of history and suicidal cavalry attacks i recognize myself in Every Stranger's Eyes and in wheelchairs by monuments under tube trains and commuter accidents in council care and county courts at easter fairs and seaside resorts and in drawing rooms and city morgues in award winning photographs of life rafts in the china seas in transit camps, under arc lamps on unloading ramps in faces blurred by rubber stamps i recognize myself in Every Stranger's Eyes and now, from where i stand upon this hill i plundered from the pool i look around, i search the skies i shade my eyes, so nearly blind and i see signs of half-remembered days i hear bells that chime in strange, familiar ways i recognize the hope you kindle in your Eyes it's oh so easy now as we lie here in the dark nothing interferes, it's obvious how to beat the tears that threaten to snuff out the spark of our love Words: hello...cup of coffee?...cream and suger?...sure... |
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| 5- Perfect Sense, Parts I and II Written by: Waters Running Time: 7:26 From: Amused To Death Best Version: Amused To Death Rating: ***** Comments: This song loses some of its intamacy in the live version, but the beginning features the voice of HAL9000 from "2001: A Space Odyssey" which Waters had originally intended to put on his album but Stanley Kubrick wouldn't allow it. This song is beautiful, with so much meaning behind it, and it works surprisingly well in the live version. Lyrics: and the monkey sat on a pile of stone and he stared at the broken bone in his hand and the strains of a viennese quartet rang out across the land and the monkey looked up at the stars and he thought to himself memory is a stranger, history is for fools and he cleaned his hands in a pool of holy writing turned his back on the garden and set out for the nearest town hold on, hold on, soldier when you add it all up, the tears and the metal burn there's an ounce of gold and an ounce of pride in each measure and the germans kill the jews, and the jews kill the arabs and the arabs kill the hostages and that is the news is it any wonder that the monkey's confused? he said, mama mama, the president's a fool why do i have to keep reading these technical manuals? and the joint chiefs of staff and the brokers on wall street said don't make us laugh, you're a smart kid time is linear, memory's a stranger, history's for fools man is a tool in the hands of the great god almighty and they gave him command of a nuclear submarine and sent him back in search of the garden of eden can't you see? it all makes Perfect Sense expressed in dollars and cents pounds, shillings, and pence can't you see? it all makes Perfect Sense little black soul departs in perfect focus (hold on soldier) prime-time fodder for the news at nine (hold on, hold on soldier) darling is the child warm in the bed tonight can't you see? it all makes Perfect Sense expressed in dollars and cents pounds, shillings and pence can't you see? it all makes Perfect Sense can't you see? it all makes Perfect Sense expressed in dollars and cents pounds, shillings, and pence can't you see? it all makes Perfect Sense Words: stop, dave. will you stop, dave? stop, dave. i'm afraid. i'm afraid, dave. dave, my mind is going. i can feel it. i can feel it. my mind is going. there is no question about it. i can feel it. i can feel it. i can feel it. i'm afraid...hi everybody, i'm marv albert, and welcome to our telecast, coming to you live from memorial stadium. it's a beautiful day, and today we expect a sensational match-up. but first, our global anthem...and here come the players! as i speak to you now, the captain has his cross-hairs zeroed in on the oil rig. it looks to me like he's going to attack...by the way, did you know that a submarine captain earns two hundred thousand dollars a year?...that's less tax, marv...yeah less tax, uh, thank you, emery...your welcome...now back to the game, he fires one. yes! there goes two, both fish are running, the rig is going into a prevent defense. will they make it? i don't think so! |
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| 6- The Bravery Of Being Out Of Range Written by: Waters Running Time: 5:05 From: Amused To Death Best Version: Amused To Death Rating: ***** Comments: This is a very strong song, and it's played here with that same strength that made it work so well on the studio album. The song has a great melody, an excellent beat, and some of the best lyrics that "Amused To Death" has to offer. This is one of the few up-beat selections from the album, and it's great that it wasn't overlooked. This song works almost as well in the live version as in it's original form. Lyrics: you have a natural tendency to squeeze off a shot you're good fun at parties, you wear a lot of masks you're old but you still like a laugh in the locker room you open the suitcase, behind inner workings to show off the magnum you deafened the canyon a comfort, a friend, only upstaged in the end by the uzi machine gun does the recoil remind you...remind you of sex? old man, what the hell you gonna kill next? old timer, who you gonna kill next? i looked over jordan, what did i see? saw a u.s. marine in a pile of debris i swam in your pools, lay under your palm trees i looked in the eyes of the indian who lay on the federal building steps and through the range finder, over the hill saw the front-line boys popping their pills sick of the mess they find on their desert stage and the Bravery of Being Out of Range yeah, the question is vexed old man, what the hell you gonna kill next? old timer, who you gonna kill next? hey bartender, over here two more shots and two more beers sir, could you turn up the tv sound? the war has started on the ground just love those laser-guided bombs they're really great for writing wrongs you hit the target and win the game from bombs three thousand miles away three thousand miles away we play the game with the Bravery of Being Out of Range we zap and main with the Bravery of Being Out of Range we straif the train with the Bravery of Being Out of Range we gain terrain with the Bravery of Being Out of Range we play the game with the Bravery of Being Out of Range |
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| 7- It's A Miracle Written by: Waters Running Time: 8:12 From: Amused To Death Best Version: Amused To Death Rating: *** Comments: This is one of the most haunting songs ever written by Roger Waters, but it loses almost all of its intamacy in the live version. The lyrics are sung just as well as in the original version, and those powerful synthesized notes are present at the end to send a chill down your spine, but the effect just isn't as good. It's still a good song, and it's as close to being in-context as you're going to get, but it just isn't as strong as it should be. Lyrics: miraculous, you call it babe you ain't seen nothing yet they got pepsi in the andes they got mcdonald's in tibet yosemite's been turned into a golf coursefor the japs and the dead sea is alive with rap between the tigris and euphrates there's a leisure center there they got all kinds of sports they got bermuda shorts they had sex in pennsylvania a brazilian grew a tree and a doctor in manhattan saved a dying man for free It's a Miracle, It's a Miracle It's a Miracle, another Miracle by the grace of god almighty and the pressures of the marketplace the human race has civilized itself It's a Miracle we've got warehouses of butter we've got oceans of wine we've got famine when we need it we've got designer crime we've got mercedes we've got porsche ferrari and rolls roice yeah, we've got choice she said meet me in the garden of gethsemane my dear the lord said, peter, i can see your house from here an honest man finally reaped what he had sewn and a farmer in ohio has just repayed a loan It's a Miracle, It's a Miracle It's a Miracle, another Miracle by the grace of god almighty and the pressures of the marketplace the human race has civilized itself It's a Miracle we cower in the corner with our hands over our ears lloyd-webber's awful stuff runs for years and years and years and years an earthquake hits the theater but the operetta lingers then the piano lid comes down and breaks his fucking fingers It's a Miracle |
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| 8- Amused To Death Written by: Waters Running Time: 9:24 From: Amused To Death Best Version: Amused To Death Rating: ***** Comments: This is one of the most brilliant songs that Roger Waters has ever written, and it's done wonderfully here. It starts out so softly, then the lyrics come in, and continue along softly, conveying their message with subtle irony. After a few verses, the chorus comes in softly, and then all of a sudden you are hit and the lyrics come belting at you in full force. It's not as powerful as the original version, but it's almost just as good. This amazing song ends the selections from "Amused To Death" and bring it out strong. Lyrics: doctor, doctor, what is wrong with me? this supermarket life is getting long what is the heart-life of a colour tv? what is the shelf-life of teenage queen? ooh, western woman, ooh, western girl newshound sniffs the air when jessica hahn goes down he latches onto that symbol of detachment attracted by the peeling away of feeling the celebrity of the abused shell, the belle ooh, western woman, ooh, western girl ooh, western woman, ooh, western girl and the children on melrose strut their stuff is absolute zero cold enough? and down in the valley, warm and clean the little ones sit by their tv screen no thoughts to think, no tears to cry all sucked dry, down to the very last breath bartender, what is wrong with me? why am i so out of breath? breath? the captain said, excuse me, ma'am this species has Amused itself to Death (Amused itself to Death) it has Amused itself to Death (Amused itself to Death) we watched the tragedy unfold we did as we were told, we bought and sold it was the greatest show on earth but then it was over we oohed and aahed we drove our racing cars we ate our last few jars of caviar and somewhere out there in the stars a keen-eyed look-out spied a flickering light (our last hurrah) our last hurrah and when they found our shadows grouped round the tv set they ran down every lead they repeated every test they checked out all the data on their lists, but then the alien anthropologists admitted they were still perplexed but on eliminating every other reason for our sad demise they logged the only explanation left this species has Amused itself to Death! (Amused itself to Death, Amused itself to Death...) no tears to cry, no feelings left this species has Amused itself to Death it has Amused itself to Death (Amused itself to Death) (Amused itself to Death...) Words: we own this at four hundred dollars. you've got to be kidding me! seven, eight, nine hundred dollars! tell you what, while it was seventy five, eighty maybe, cut the price. cut it and give it away to end the day, to end the day out there! it's incredible, not even worth selling... ...years later, i saw bill hubbard's name on the memorial to the missing at arras...and i, when i saw his name i was absolutely transfixed. it was as though he was now a human being instead of some sort of nightmarish memory that i'd had of leaving him all those years ago...and i felt relieve, and every since then i've felt happy about it, because always before, whenever i thought of him, i was always searching myself, was there something else i could have done..."put me down, put me down, i'd rather die, i'd rather die, put me down"...and that always sort of worried me. but having seen him, and his name in the register, as you know in the memorials there's a little safe, and there's a register in there with every, with every name. and seeing his name and his name on the memorial, it sort of lightened, lightened my heart if you like... and when was it you saw his name on the memorial?... ah, when i was eighty-seven, ah, that would be the year nineteenf, eighty-four, nineteen eighty-four. |
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| 9- Brain Damage Written by: Waters Running Time: 4:07 From: Dark Side Of The Moon Best Version: Dark Side Of The Moon RANKING (w/Eclipse) (different version): #9 (this version ******) Comments: One of the greatest meddlies ever written, this version of these two incredible songs is the best version apart from the original. These words were written to be sung by Roger Waters, and here he sings them well, much better than David Gilmour does in the P*U*L*S*E version. The words and music of this song are spectacular, and this is a great version of it. Lyrics: the lunatic is on the grass the lunatics are on the grass remembering games, and daisy chains and laughs got to keep the loonies on the path the lunatic is in the hall the lunatics are in my hall the paper holds their folded faces to the floor and every day the paper-boy brings more and if the dam breaks open many years too soon and if their is no room upon the hill and if your head explodes with dark forebodings too i'll see you on the dark side of the moon the lunatic is in my head the lunatic is in my head you raise the blade, you make the change you rearrange me 'till i'm sane you lock the door and throw away the key there's someone in my head, but it's not me and if the cloud bursts thunder in your ear you shout and no one seems to hear and if the band you're in starts playing different tunes i'll see you on the dark side of the moon |
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| 10- Eclipse Written by: Waters Running Time: 2:18 From: Dark Side Of The Moon Best Version: Dark Side Of The Moon RANKING (w/Eclipce) (different version): #9 (this version ******) Comments: Just like the song before it, nobody can sing this like Roger Waters, and he sings it here with the help of his amazing background singers. Every line of this song works with the line before and after it to create such an incredibly deep and powerful meaning, and this version maintains that incredible intensity the whole way through. Lyrics: all that you touch and all that you see all that you taste and all you feel all that you love and all that you hate all you distrust and all you save all that you give and all that you deal and all that you buy, beg, borrow, or steal and all you create and all you destroy and all that you do and all that you say and all that you eat and everyone you meat and all that you slight and everyone you fight all that is now and all that is gone and all that's to come and everything under the sun is in tune but the sun is Eclipsed by the moon Words: thank you. well, thank you! thank you. |
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| 11- Comfortably Numb Written by: Gilmour, Waters Running Time: 8:10 From: The Wall Best Version: P*U*L*S*E RANKING (different version) #1 (this version *******) Comments: Despite all that this version of the most spectacular song ever written lacks, it still manages to be a masterpiece. It is a masterpiece in spite of the fact that the beginning lacks that powerful boom it has in other version, in spite of the fact that it isn't Gilmour's voice that belts out the chorus, in spite of the fact that it isn't Gilmour's heart and soul radiating through the strings like only he can do. This song is just too good for any of those things to prevent it's excellence and perfection. Each version, the studio and all the live versions of this song are the image of perfection, the ultimate in power and emotion. The lyrics are among the most beautiful ever written or sung, and no instrumental has ever or will ever top the magnificence of this one. This song is missing a lot, but it still manages to be the best. Lyrics: hello...hello...hello is there anybody in there? just nod if you can hear me is there anyone at home? come on...come on...now i hear you're feeling down well, i can ease the pain and get you on your feet again relax...relax...relax i need some information first just the basic facts can you show me where it hurts? there is no pain you are receding a distant ship's smoke on the horizon you are only coming through in waves your lips move, but i can't hear what you're saying when i was a child, i had a fever my hands felt just like two balloons now i've got that feeling once again i can't explain, you would not understand this is not how i am i have become Comfortably Numb i have become Comfortably Numb okay...okay...okay just a little pin-prick there'll be no more aaaaaaaaaaahhhhhh but you may feel a little sick can you stand up...stand up...stand up? i do believe it's working, good that'll keep you going through the show come on, it's time to go there is no pain you are receding a distant ship's smoke on the horizon you are only coming through in waves your lips move, but i can't hear what you're saying when i was a child, i caught a fleeting glimpse out of the corner of my eye i turned to look, but it was gone i cannot put my finger on it now the child is grown, the dream is gone i have become Comfortably Numb... |
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| 13- Each Small Candle Written by: Waters Running Time: 9:08 Rating: ***** Comments: You get this extra song on the second album, and it's far from a dissappointment. The rhythm is great, and the melody is soft. It opens with a beautiful instrumental, featuring the guitar and the voices of the background singers. Then it goes into a very dramatic singing of very haunting and powerful lyrics. This song has a lot of emotion behind it, and it is serves beautifully to close this album. Lyrics: not the torturer will scare me nor the body's final fall nor the barrels of death's rifles nor the shadows on the wall nor the night when to the ground the last dim star of pain is hurled but the blind indifference of a merciless unfeeling world lying in the burnt out shell of some albanian farm an old babushka holds a crying baby in her arms a soldier from the other side, a man of heart and pride breaks ranks, lays down his rifle to kneel by her side he gives her water, binds wer wounds, and calms the crying child her touch gives absolution then across the great divide he picks his way back through the broken china of her life and there at the kerb, the samaritan serb turns and waves goodbye and Each Small Candle (Each Small Candle) lights a corner of the dark (lights a corner of the dark) Each Small Candle (Each Small Candle) lights a corner of the dark (lights a corner of the dark) Each Small Candle lights a corner of the dark and the wheel of pain stops turning (and the branding iron stops burning) and the children can be children (when the desperados weaken) when the tide rolls in to greet them (and the natural law of science) greets the humbla and the mighty (and a billion Candles burning light the dark side of every human mind) (Each Small Candle, Each Small Candle...) (Each Small Candle lights the dark side of every human mind) and Each Small Candle (Each Small Candle) lights a corner of the dark |
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