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Rating: Scrolling through the biography and images of Lisa Gerrard and Brendan Perry, I immediately got the impression that in any epoch or continent they might have been born and raised, they would surely have met, fallen in love, and made music together.
Rarely have I been so fascinated by the history and members of a band as much as by their music. Two years ago, all their records were on special offer; I didn't know this group, but the covers were truly exceptional. So I bought Aion, The Serpent's Egg, and Spiritchaser. I immediately liked the last one, but the other two puzzled me, I couldn’t listen to them... so I started surfing the internet to figure something out... I read the biography and saw their photos, and everything became clearer.
Here's how Lisa Gerrard recalls their meeting: "The first track we improvised was called Frontier. That day, something magical happened. We realized that what we had done alone was absolutely incomparable. Something unlocked that none of us could have imagined; we had to repeat that experience, that's why we started writing together."
I began to listen to the records continuously like an exercise almost by force, and in a week, they were already on the shelf of the "never without again".
A Passage In Time is an anthology that encapsulates their most beautiful productions of the '80s, unmissable for those who do not know DCD and indispensable for those who love them.
It is not a simple collection, but all the tracks are skillfully chosen; their stunning voices, like two sides of the same coin, alternate perfectly.
I have not defined their music; I wouldn't know what to say. I read somewhere that this is "world music," but I think that if I defined it that way, it would remind you of those shabby CDs sold with the New Age magazine at the newsstand... I suggest listening to them and that's it.
One regret, we will surely never see them in concert together... so I want to continue imagining them like this, her ethereal and essentially feminine, and him by her side, almost always a step behind, almost as if he didn’t want to steal the spotlight from her.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
03 Ullyses (04:53)
John Francis Dooley
wipe the sleep from your eyes
and embrace the light.
You have slept now
for a thousand years
beneath starless nights.
And now its time for you
to renounce the old ways
and see a new dawn rise.
In former days
the masks were raised
when the god came down
from off the mountain,
and a sacrifice was made
for they knew the day of wrath
was fast apporaching.
Just like yesterday, before the war
John Francis Dooley
the scapegoat has run
all our sins are disowned,
and now it's time for you
to take off thy mask
and cross the Rubicon.
If you and I were one
within the eyes of our designs
it would still not change
the fact of our leaving.
For tonight we must leave
with the first gentle breeze
for the Isles of Ken we are assailing
Just like Ullyses, on an open sea.
On an oddysey of self discovery.
06 Enigma of the Absolute (04:12)
Saloman hung down her head, laid bare her heart
For the world to see; she craved for intimacy
Through darkened doors her aspect veiled with indecision
Gazed out to see; she craved lucidity
Cast adrift from past relationships in her life
Hoisted up the ideal, this was her saving grace
Seas of rage that once assailed her concern for the truth
Had passed her by and left her high and dry
In her savior's arms
In her savior's arms
In her savior's arms
In her savior's arms
Across the sea lies the fountain of renewal
Where you will see the whole cause of your loneliness
Can be measured in dreams that transcend all these lies
And I wish, and I pray that there may come a day
For a savior's arms
For a savior's arms
For a savior's arms
For a savior's arms
07 Wilderness (01:23)
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11 Severance (03:21)
Severance
The birds of leaving call to us
Yet here we stand
Endowed with the fear of flight
Overland
The winds of change consume the land
While we remain
In the shadow of summers now past
When all the leaves
Have fallen and turned to dust
Will we remain
Entrenched within our ways
Indifference
The plague that moves throughout this land
Omen signs
In the shapes of things to come
Tomorrow's child is the only child
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