Somewhere Else, year 2007, I am finally free and this time I am not missing out!
I don't call anyone, no baggage this time, it's a moment just for me.
I start up the Cinquecento Abarth and rush to Milan, twenty euros for the ticket, Hogarth passes by us, he's one of us.
What a night, it starts with Splintering Heart and ends with Neverland, in between a brand-new album, fantastic.
I buy the record and leave happy, sleep is a distant memory, I take the A7 to go see the sea,
the plain runs alongside me with the sleeping factories under the bright signs, the lights of the villages in the distance, Marillion in the background, I drive slowly.
The album is beautiful, one of those that you love right away, it merges with the night and thoughts.
Three years after Marbles you could expect a bit of everything but the ideas are many, almost endless, so in the end it will pass semi unnoticed, too tight between a masterpiece and a double album on which they will bet a lot, Happiness Is The Road.
After spending that night so suggestive, I too ended up ideally putting it away in a drawer, without an apparent reason, and so last night, thanks to the temperature of this absurd November I thought of waking up and ideally retracing that journey of about ten years ago.
I must say that upon listening to it again, I found it even more beautiful than I remembered and even though things have changed a lot for me and I no longer have the Cinquecento, Somewhere Else still remains an album capable of giving wonderful sensations.
Whoever is a fan of Marillion will know it, but perhaps anyone who dreams, or has dreamed, of escaping Elsewhere at least once in their lifetime will love it too.
Tracks:
The Other Half
See It Like a Baby
Thankyou Whoever You Are
Most Toys
Somewhere Else
A Voice from the Past
No Such Thing
The Wound
The Last Century for Man
Faith
Mr.B
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
03 Thankyou Whoever You Are (04:51)
What a time this is
Everything changing
Faster than the eye can blink
Faster than we can stop and think
What will the future hold?
Well whatever...
I won't ask you to care
But say you'll be there
If you can't love me tonight
Just remember the light
Remember the light
Thankyou whoever you are
Thankyou whoever you are
Thankyou
If we get half of half a chance
We'll party til dawn. We'll run
and dance
Sleep on a train and rent a car
We'll gamble in the South of France
We'll be a friend to this mad world
Happy together
I won't ask you to sign
On some cold dotted line
But if you can love me tonight
I'll remember the light
Only the light
Thankyou whoever you are
Thankyou whoever you are
Thankyou
06 A Voice From the Past (06:21)
A voice from the past
Entered my head today
Fresh and alive. Full of life, passion and pain.
A voice now past.
A beautiful soul. Gone, gone, gone.
Speaking clearly - clearer than the living
Talking perfect sense
Used to not being understood
While talking perfect sense to the next generation
Have we caught up yet?
Is it time?
I think it is.
Enough is enough
Enough is enough
A voice from the past
Entered my head today
Tiny child sighed in my ear.
Giving up breathing in
Over and out
Over and out
Taken by bad luck and the ill fortune of geography.
Common cold. Dirty water. HIV.
Common apathy. Common crime.
Perfect nonsense to the next generation
Dead yet alive
Dead yet alive
Gone but shouting anger
Gone but talking perfect sense
Have we caught up yet?
Is it time? Well I say it is. I say it is.
Deaf and dumbed-down
Enough is enough
Give me a smile. Hold out your hand.
I don’t want your money
I don’t want your land
Gimme a smile. Hold out your hand.
I don’t want your money
I don’t want your land
I want you to wake up and do
something strange
I want you to listen
I want you to feel someone else’s pain
Someone else’s pain
Someone else’s pain
Someone else’s pain.
Deaf and dumbed-down
Deaf and dumbed-down
A tap with clean water
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By MATT
Marillion has no intention of resting on their laurels but always seeks new paths, even if it means disappointing some of their fans.
Most of the tracks are very beautiful, and it matters little if they don’t always match the band’s previous standards; what truly matters is the ability of Marillion to always move with their music.