The album begins ("School") with a long harmonica preamble, an idea borrowed from the great Morricone of "Once Upon a Time in the West", followed by the vibrant and high-pitched voice of Roger Hodgson, an absolute trademark among many of this group, which begins to narrate a story of school repression and beyond. The piece develops in a very progressive manner, with tempo and atmosphere changes and with a striking hammering piano solo by Rick Davies, becoming increasingly intense until the final climax after which it literally "drops" into the next track ("Bloody Well Right"), opened by another piano solo (this time electric).
Then a heavy riff follows, softened by the baritone, mocking and bluesy voice of keyboardist Davies, accompanied in the chorus (very effective, ironic, creative) by the backing vocals of Hodgson and the carefree but brilliant horn player John Anthony Helliwell. The piece concludes by accentuating its pop-jazz atmosphere with a sax solo counterpointing Davies' final phrases. Helliwell is still playing as the characteristic Wurlitzer piano played in eighths (by Hodgson) starts for the fantastic verse of "Hide In Your Shell”… one of those tracks that, it can be said, fails to deliver on its promises, in the sense that the chorus (rather melodically predictable) is not as good as the fantastic verse.
After a break (the first of the album, we are in "Dark Side of the Moon" style for this, in short) the piano and then Davies' voice arrive for the superb "Asylum", a progressive ballad with the orchestra highlighting its most dramatic passages. By the fifth track comes the super bright pop of "Dreamer": Hodgson pounds on the electric Wurlitzer piano like a blacksmith, tireless; the rhythm work (Bob Bemberg on drums and Dougie Thomson on bass) is refined and engaging, Hammond organ inserts are perfect, Hodgson's voice is really upstairs, incredibly high and thrilling, and in short, this is a truly enchanting and brilliant piece of English pop.
The atmosphere becomes much more melancholic with the following piece ("Rudy", by Davies), very composite and "progressive", the best of the album from this point of view. It's the story of a poor soul rendered in a very cinematic way, with copious use of orchestra and ambient effects. "If Everyone Was Listening" that follows is the only filler, in my opinion: here Hodgson is just sappy and tedious in singing and the melody is not as memorable as all the others. The work picks up again and then concludes with the track that gives it its title, a very solemn Davies piece, on the fact that we're all, no one excluded, sending this world down the drain.
Supertramp then perfected, over the next albums following this one, a peculiar type of pop song made of hammered piano and falsetto choruses which reached its acme in 1979 with the monstrous sales of their sixth album "Breakfast in America": at that moment it seemed they had the world in their hands if it’s true that even Lucio Battisti went all out copying their arrangement ideas in his works from that period. Instead, nothing, the world in their hands but two years later no one wanted them anymore and they, saddened but well rich, gracefully accepted the change of wind, quietly fading away without too many jolts.
Their success was ascribed to the pop field but the group's genesis is progressive: I don't know how but in their youth, they found a kind of Dutch patron who was crazy about their naïve and raw suites and covered all early career expenses, which produced two records rightly overlooked. By the third album (this one, year 1974) the pieces of the Supertramp puzzle magically fell into place… it is undoubtedly their best work because they were turning towards pop, but still carrying with them charming progressive remnants that made them much less slick and polished than in the "big seller" five years later (which was excellent, indeed simply fantastic and unrepeatable).
In the quintet the roles are well-defined: double composer/singer in the persons of Hodgson guitarist but with a mandate to pound on the electric piano and Davies keyboardist (and harmonica player in "School"). Hodgson is a kind of hippy, idealistic and mystical, essentially a guitarist but able to characterize the group's major hits with his hammering piano style, not to mention again his very high-pitched and recognizable voice among thousands. Rick Davies instead has a more "normal" voice, jazz and rhythm & blues flow under his fingers and vocal cords and his music is more earthy and concrete. Essential to the group also is the horn player Helliwell, not only for his tasteful interventions but also for the general touch of humor as he is a true talented joker. Bemberg and Thompson, as already mentioned, are an intelligent and creative rhythm section, playing little and well.
The disengaged may find too little pop in this work, the “progressives” perhaps too much. I find it to be a very bright jewel.
Tracklist Lyrics Samples and Videos
01 School (05:36)
I can see you in the morning when you go to school
Don't forget your books, you know you've got to learn the golden rule,
Teacher tells you stop your play and get on with your work
And be like Johnnie - too-good, well don't you know he never shirks
- he's coming along!
After School is over you're playing in the park
Don't be out too late, don't let it get too dark
They tell you not to hang around and learn what life's about
And grow up just like them - won't you let it work it out
- and you're full of doubt
Don't do this and don't do that
What are they trying to do?
- Make a good boy of you
Do they know where it's at?
Don't criticize, they're old and wise
Do as they tell you to
Don't want the devil to
Come and put out your eyes
Maybe I'm mistaken expecting you to fight
Or maybe I'm just crazy, I don't know wrong from right
But while I am still living, I've just got this to say
It's always up to you if you want to be that
want to see that
want to see that way
- you're coming along!
02 Bloody Well Right (04:33)
So you think your schooling's funny
I guess it's hard not to agree
You say it all depends on money
And who is in your family tree
Right, you're bloody well right
you got a bloody right to say
Right, you're bloody well right
you know you got a right to say
Ha-ha you're bloody well right
you know you're right to say
Yeah-yeah you're bloody well right
you know you're right to say
Me, I don't care anyway!
Write your problems down in detail
Take them to a higher place
You've had your cry - no, I should say wail
In the meantime hush your face
Right, quite right, you're bloody well right
03 Hide in Your Shell (06:50)
Hide In Your Shell
Hide in your shell cos the world is out to bleed you for a ride
What will you gain making your life a little longer?
Heaven or Hell, was the journey cold that gave your eyes of steel?
Shelter behind painting your mind and playing joker
Too Frightening to listen to a stranger
Too Beautiful to put your pride in danger
You're waiting for someone to understand you
But you've got demons in your closet
And you're screaming out to stop it
Saying life's begun to cheat you
Friends are out to beat you
Grab on to what you scramble for
Don't let the tears linger on inside now
Cos it's sure time you gained control
If I can help you, if I can help you
If I can help you, just let me know
Well, let me show you the nearest signpost
To get your heartback and on the road
If I can help you, if I can help you
If I can help you, just let me know.
All through the night as you like awake and hold yourself so tight
What do you need, a second-hand-movie-star to tend you?
I as a boy, I believed the saying the cure for pain was love
How would it be if you could see the world through my eyes?
Too Frightening- the fire's getting colder
Too Beautiful- to think you're getting older
You're looking for someone to give an answer.
But what you see is just an illusion
You're surrounded by confusion
Saying life's begun to cheat you
Friends are out to beat you
Grab on to what you can scramble for
Don't let teh tears...
... just let me know
I wanna know...
I wanna know you...
Well let me know you
I wanna feel you
I wanna touch you
Please let me near you
Can you hear what I'm saying?
Well I'm hoping, I'm dreamin', I'm prayin'
I know what you're thinkin'
See what you're seein'
Never ever let yourself go
Hold yourself down, hold yourself down
Why d'ya hold yourself down?
Why don't you listen, you can
Trust me,
There's a place I know the way to
A place there is need to feel you
Feel that you're alone
Hear me
I know exactly what you're feelin'
cos all your troubles are whithin you
please begin to see that I'm just bleeding to
Love me, love you
Loving is the way to
Help me, help you
- Why must we be so cool, oh so cool,?
Oh, we're such damn fools..
04 Asylum (06:43)
Jimmy Cream was keen, his brain was always winnin',
I jcan't keep tabs on mine-it's really quite a joke.
I see him down the road. I ask if he'd be willing
To lend me 15p-i'm dying for a smoke.
Don't arrange to have me sent to no asylum.
I'm just as sane as anyone
It's just a game I play for fun-for fun.
I told em-look!-I said I'm not the way you're thinkin',
Just when I'm down i'll be the clown. I'll play the fool.
Please don't arrange to have me sent to no asylum
I'm just as sane as anyone
It's just a game i play for fun-for fun.
Will he take a sailboat ride?
He is very likely to.
Will he tell you hi's alive?
He is always trying to,
But nothin', no nothin does he say
In the morning when the days begun
-'' Hello, Good morning , how are you?''
And in the evening or the noonday sun
-''What a lovely afternoon!''
Well ive been living next to you.
Bluesy monday is the one day that they come here
when they haunt me and they taunt me in my cage
I mock them all they're feelin small they got no answer
don't arrange tto have me sent to no asylum
it's only a game i play for fun
ive been foolin everyone-everyone
Will eh take a sailboat ride?
he is very likely to
Will he feel good inside?
he aint ever likely to
will he tell you he's alive
he is always trying to
but nothin no nothin does he ever say
in the morning when the days begun
-''do you think it looks like rain''?
and in the evening or the noonday sun
-''you know i nearly missed my train''
well ive been living next to you my friend is it the beginning or the sorry end?
will i ever see it through?
ive never been insane oh what's the game?
i believe im dying...
he's mad, mad , mad...
not quite right...
Oooooooo.....
05 Dreamer (03:34)
Dreamer, you know you are a dreamer
Well can you put your hands in your head, oh no!
I said dreamer, you're nothing but a dreamer
Well can you put your hands in your head, oh no!
I said "Far out, - What a day, a year, a laugh it is!"
You know, - Well you know you had it comin' to you,
Now there's not a lot I can do
Dreamer, you stupid little dreamer;
So now you put your head in your hands, oh no!
I said "Far out, - What a day, a year, a laugh it is!"
You know, - Well you know you had it comin' to you,
Now there's not a lot I can do.
Well work it out someday
If I could see something
You can see anything you want boy
If I could be someone-
You can be anyone, celebrate boy.
If I could do something-
Well you can do something,
If I could do anything-
Well can you do something out of this world?
Take a dream on a Sunday
Take a life, take a holiday
Take a lie, take a dreamer
dream, dream, dream, dream, dream along...
Dreamer, you know you are a dreamer
Well can you put your hands in your head, oh no!
I said dreamer, you're nothing but a dreamer
Well can you put your hands in your head, oh no!
OH NO!
06 Rudy (07:21)
(intro - music)
Rudy's on a train to nowhere,
Half-way down the line.
He don't wanna get there,
But he needs time.
He ain't sophisticated,
Or well educated.
Now count all the hours he's wasted,
Still he needs time...
He needs time!
He needs a time for living
He needs time
For someone just to see him
He ain't had no love yeah
For no reason nor rhyme
And the whole world's above him
Oh it's not as though he's fat
No, there's more to it than that
See he tried to play it cool
But he been about his fool
(guitar solo)
Rudy thought,
That all good things,
Comes to those that wait
But recently,
He could see
That it may come, but too late.. too late... too late
(music interval)
(sound interval) - train station
All through your life
All through the years
Nobody loves
Nobody cares
So see the light
Don't, count your fears
Try as I might,
I can't hold back the tears
How can you live, without love, it's not fair
Someone said give, but I just didn't dare
I didn't dare
I didn't dare
What beautifies
Are you waiting to hear?
Hearing's alright
You'd better, you'd better get control of
You'd better show 'em all now
You'd better take or break 'em
You'd better give 'em take 'em
You'll have to push and show them
You'll have to find some love now...
You'd better get control now
Now he's just come out the movie
Numb of all the pain
Sad but in a while he'll soon be
Back on his train
07 If Everyone Was Listening (04:07)
the actors and jestes are here
the stage is in darkness and clear
for raising the curtain and no-one's quite certain who's play is
(how long)
if only we had listened then
if we'd know just how right we were going to be
for we dreamed a lot, and we scemed a lot
and we tried to sing of love before the stage fell apart
oh
if everyone was listening, you know
there'd be a chance that we could safe the show
who'd be the last clown
to bring the house down
oh no, please no
don't let the curtain fall
what is your costume today
and who are the props in your play
you're acting a part
which you thought from the start was an honest one
but how do you plead
an actor indeed go relearn the lines
you don't know what you've done
the finale has begun
oh
if everyone was listening, you know
there'd be a chance that we could safe the show
who'd be the last clown
to bring the house down
oh no, please no
don't let the curtain fall
08 Crime of the Century (05:34)
Now they're planning the crime of the century
Well what will it be?
Read all about their schemes and adventuring
It's well worth a fee
So roll up and see
And they rape the universe
How they've gone from bad to worse
Who are these men of lust, greed, and glory?
Rip off the masks and let see.
But that's no right - oh no, what's the story?
There's you and there's me
That can't be right
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