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I've been all about "those things" for a while now: the pop that's a bit snazzy and chic from the much-maligned '80s. You know, right? Talk Talk, the Blue Nile, Prefab Sprout, Raintown and The Nightfly, Mike Pela's productions (Sade and EBTG recording their debuts simultaneously in the same studio with the same producer). Basically, stuff to be ashamed of in these meaningful year 0 Arci circles.
Let's also include the good-great Roddy Frame and his Aztec Camera. I mean, in '83, I was 7 years old, it was Sanremo with Toto Cutugno and Fra Cionfoli. Totally out of time. But this "Dreamland" is from '93 and along with the great Roddy, Ryuichi Sakamoto makes an appearance in production. Maybe that piques your curiosity a bit. Better not to get your hopes up too much. "Dreamland" is not an essential album. It's listenable, even re-listenable. It's not "High Land," it's not "Love." It's simply a Frame album with Sakamoto.
It's an album made when there was money to make albums. Even those that aren't super amazing. There's "Black Lucia," there's "Spanish Horses." There's Frame's talent, inconsistent. And thank goodness! Nowadays, talents are one-shot wonders and then onto the next. Today, money is scarce. However, Rhino has released a box set with the entire Aztec discography. That must mean something.
Tracklist and Lyrics
05 Spanish Horses (04:34)
Words and music by roddy frame
Ran a redlight
Running lonely
Through gaudi's soft confusion
Hey, hey my barcelonan
Such a gentle jones
Running through my bones
Placa reial calls
It calls, it calls
It calls the night home.
Chorus:
And then her eyes
Like spanish horses
Danced as language died
They danced
Like spanish horses
As saddensd skies
Descended on the night
We saw two ships set sail
And the lights danced
On the water, they danced
They danced
Like spanish horses
Trying to exorcise
The thought that daytime dies
Race, run and stumble
Fall into dark
See the fire, see the spark
Then you fall, then you fall
So free and humble
You tumble.
Chorus
You're born from bloody revolution
You're lost to simplicity
And small solutions
So you burn
When you're born
Then you burn
Burn, burn...
06 Dream Sweet Dreams (03:26)
Words and music by roddy frame
Love is sleepwalkin'
Coppin' unworldly sights
Searchin' and stoppin'
Bangin' the world to rights
Can't let kilometres
Or colours defeat us try
For something so sweet
We'll never be beat
We'll conquer the seas
And sail the deep blue sky
I dream a dumb dream
The fires are blazin' bright
The faces of famine
Are fed in the flames
Sweet light
The guns are a burnin'
The bullets are silent shells
The hands are a turnin'
The times are a changin'
The lovers are learnin'
Ringing out the bells
Hold tight
All night
Always alright
We're on a wave
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