tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-21259723691086459772024-03-06T06:11:39.314+00:00Cloudland Blue Quartet SplinterheartSplinterheart is the 8th song-based album by Cloudland Blue Quartet (Crispycat 1001 - 31 August 2010). The LP can be streamed or downloaded on a "name your price" basis via the player below...Cloudland Blue Quartethttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17753608052927486457noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2125972369108645977.post-3579951875394366722010-08-31T23:59:00.017+01:002014-01-04T08:21:43.433+00:00<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi67q3-PyQ2k-6VOcFTosGTssV7ZPiCWvib0I8615bLSMgSwWtIzqpauO4nphn_dp1gtSUDsUWk5LeCPZ75a4eZIHUYzc7mqzy-m7G-0e7j4BhKoiQKY3jO85a3zdkoBO1-gHeibisTTiRu/s1600/Splinterheart+Cover+Front+(Flower).jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5510364611867705634" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi67q3-PyQ2k-6VOcFTosGTssV7ZPiCWvib0I8615bLSMgSwWtIzqpauO4nphn_dp1gtSUDsUWk5LeCPZ75a4eZIHUYzc7mqzy-m7G-0e7j4BhKoiQKY3jO85a3zdkoBO1-gHeibisTTiRu/s400/Splinterheart+Cover+Front+(Flower).jpg" style="cursor: hand; height: 342px; width: 400px;" /></a><br />
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<strong>Splinterheart (Reilly) (3:10)</strong><br />
David Reilly - Vocals; Acoustic Guitars; Acoustic Bass; Samples<br />
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He sees her walking through the garden<br />
He sees the sunlight on her hair<br />
He knows she’s hurt her heart has hardened<br />
It’ll take some time for her to care<br />
But he needs her now like he’s never needed anyone before<br />
And he can’t see how he’ll ever find the key that unlocks the door<br />
He knows she’s hurt her heart has hardened<br />
It’ll take some time for her to care<br />
His friends all say that he should stop and let it go<br />
They say it’s pointless and she’ll never ever know<br />
But he can’t stop this thing that’s capturing his heart<br />
If he could talk to her then that would be a start<br />
She’s like a flower in the winter<br />
That needs the sun to let it grow<br />
So now his heart begins to splinter<br />
He doesn’t think she’ll ever know<br />
That he needs her now like he’s never needed anyone before<br />
And he can’t see how he’ll ever find the key that unlocks the door<br />
So now his heart begins to splinter<br />
He doesn’t think she’ll ever know<br />
(24,25/4/10)<br />
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<strong>The Apple of Your Eye pt 1 (Reilly/Robinson) (3:57)</strong><br />
David Reilly - Vocals; Samples; Treatments; SFX<br />
Peri Urban - Synthesisers<br />
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I never knew how much I meant to you<br />
It seems that I was the apple of your eye<br />
And now after all these years<br />
I know<br />
But it’s too late<br />
For me<br />
For you<br />
(19/6/10)<br />
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<strong>The Killers at the Counter (Reilly) (5:45)</strong><br />
David Reilly - Vocals; Acoustic Bass; Samples; Treatments; SFX<br />
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The door opens and two men walk in, they sit at the counter<br />
“What will you have?” the busboy asks, “What will you have this evening?”<br />
Outside it’s getting dark, the streetlight lights up<br />
The killers at the counter read the menu<br />
And the clock strikes eight and it’s getting late and the day has flown<br />
“Give me the gun; every time you drink you want to kill someone”<br />
He’s down on his knees, he’s begging them please<br />
“Every time we get drunk we want to kill someone, give me the gun”<br />
He’s down on his knees, he’s begging them please<br />
And the clock strikes eight and it’s getting late and the day has flown<br />
(27/4/10)<br />
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<strong>Here They Come With the New Machines (Reilly) (6:11)</strong><br />
David Reilly - Vocals; Acoustic Guitars; Synthesisers<br />
Peri Urban - Rhythm Bed<br />
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I don’t know but I’ve been told that the streets are paved with gold<br />
On the other side of town and they’ll never let you down<br />
When they say what they will do they will always carry it through<br />
They will never let you down<br />
I can’t say if that’s the way for you to reach the highest goal<br />
But if it’s better than before then that’s surely worth the time<br />
You can do what you want to do set your sights and carry it through<br />
You can live by your own mind<br />
I don’t know what you’ve been sold but I don’t believe it’s true<br />
When they say the things they do and they make you feel so bad<br />
On the other side of town they will never let you down<br />
You can do what you want to do<br />
People say today’s the day when it all comes true for you<br />
But I don’t if know that’s quite right I didn’t sleep a wink last night<br />
It was all going through my mind you’re so very, very kind<br />
Now I don’t know what we should do<br />
Here they come with the new machines the ones that make the dreams<br />
The dreams come true for you greatest thing under the sun<br />
And they say it’s all for you but I don’t know what to do<br />
I don’t know if we should go<br />
Perhaps I’m wrong faith needs no proof and the absurdity of youth<br />
Will always win out in the end and with every hour you spend<br />
With the boys and girls of old I don’t know what we’ve been told<br />
But this doesn’t seem like gold<br />
I don’t know but I’ve been told we might die before we’re old<br />
But I’ve never felt so young and I feel like spring has sprung<br />
And an eternity of truth has only just begun<br />
And the songs are being sung<br />
(6/6/10)<br />
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<strong>The Eternal Optimist (Reilly/Robinson/Lamont) (4:49)</strong><br />
David Reilly - Vocals; Samples; Treatments<br />
Peri Urban - Atmospheres; Environments; Synthesisers<br />
Norman Lamont - Source Synthesisers; Source Guitars; Source Sounds<br />
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Cross my heart and hope to die, see the birds up in the sky<br />
Watch the stars come out at night, everything will be all right<br />
(24/5/10)<br />
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<strong>Krebs Went to War (Reilly/Sutherland) (5:48)</strong><br />
David Reilly - Vocals; Acoustic Guitars<br />
Craig Sutherland - Synthesisers; Bass Samples; Drum Programming<br />
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Krebs went to war from the college door, he lay flat, he shivered and he prayed<br />
“Dear Jesus please, please get me out, keep me from death<br />
And I’ll do anything you say<br />
I believe in you, I believe in you” and in the morning the sun came up<br />
And the day was hot and the day was quiet, and he lived<br />
Krebs went to war from the college door; he never told anyone he loved Christ<br />
Now here’s a picture of his graduation, here’s another of humiliation<br />
From ugly girls along the Rhine, back to small town Oklahoma<br />
Years beyond the war being over, back he came but it was much too late<br />
He didn’t want to talk about it; people didn’t want to hear about it<br />
He lied to please, came to him with ease, the more he lied, the more he’d freeze<br />
Took on the roles of others, till the memories were set in stone<br />
Chains and guns in the forest, deep down he knew everything was wrong<br />
Krebs went to war from the college door, he never told anyone he loved Christ<br />
Late summer days spent sleeping late, bored in the bookstore, bored with the town<br />
Nothing had changed as he looked around he walked up Main Street<br />
And he walked back down<br />
He liked to watch, didn’t like to talk, his family loved him; he drove dad’s car<br />
Krebs went to war from the college door; he never told anyone he loved Christ<br />
There was nothing he could change; his experience was out of range<br />
He was no hero inside his head; inside his head he was already dead<br />
He read his books, he read the papers, still liked his sisters<br />
But broke his mother’s heart<br />
“I don’t believe in you, I don’t believe in you”, and in the morning the sun came up<br />
And the day was hot and the day was quiet, and he lived<br />
He abandoned Jesus, he abandoned God, still prayed with his mother<br />
And she kept him safe<br />
Krebs went to war from the college door<br />
He lost everything<br />
(18,23/4/10)<br />
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<strong>The Foundling (Reilly/Wilson) (3:25)</strong><br />
David Reilly - Vocals; Whistling; Synthesisers<br />
Andrew Wilson - Acoustic Guitars<br />
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You asked me once, you asked me twice, you asked me far too many times<br />
Where was it you had come here from?<br />
I couldn’t break the truth to you; it would have been too hard to take<br />
I knew your little heart would break, if you had ever known the truth<br />
You weren’t from here, your weren’t from me, I found you one day in the cold<br />
I took you in, made you my own<br />
But I still loved you like the son I knew that I could never have<br />
I knew your little heart would break, if you had ever known the truth<br />
You ask me once; you ask me twice, you ask me far too many times<br />
Where is it you have come here from?<br />
(29/5/10)<br />
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<strong>The Cage of Expectation (Reilly/Robinson) (5:46)</strong><br />
David Reilly - Artificial Voice Programme; Samples; Treatments<br />
Peri Urban - Synthesisers; Cello; Tibetan Bowls<br />
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The cage of expectation will rule your very soul<br />
Your mind will not be open you’ll never let it go<br />
You have to leave your hat and your coat outside the door<br />
Come in and sit upon the ground and let your feelings go<br />
The night will soon be open and you’ll realise the truth<br />
You closed your mind so long ago, just beyond your youth<br />
(29/5/10)<br />
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<strong>I Walk to the Beat of a Cold Broken Heart (Reilly) (2:32)</strong><br />
David Reilly - Vocals; Acoustic Guitars; Acoustic Bass; Samples<br />
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The boy fell from a very great height<br />
Saw his mother with her hand to her mouth<br />
There was nothing I could do, I stood frozen, I stood still<br />
We’re coming down to earth with a song and a dance<br />
A song and a dance and a bang<br />
There was nothing I could do, I stood frozen, I stood still<br />
Nothing I could do so I pulled myself together<br />
Didn’t look, I merely walked on<br />
And I walk to the beat of a cold broken heart<br />
And the river runs over the stone<br />
It’s the end of the line<br />
Down towards the bank I could feel the hot city<br />
Summer sun beating down on my head<br />
There was nothing I could do, I was thirsty, I was warm<br />
Went to the shade and I ordered a drink<br />
And I sat at a favourite old table<br />
There was nothing I could do, I was thirsty, I was warm<br />
(1/10/09)<br />
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<strong>Black Earth and the City Falls (Reilly/Williamson/Gates) (6:03)</strong><br />
David Reilly - Vocals; Acoustic Bass; Samples; Treatments<br />
Ryan Williamson - Electric Guitars; Synthesisers<br />
Matthew Gates - Electric Guitars; Synthesisers<br />
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She said “No-one will ever find us here”<br />
We walked down to the end of the pier<br />
I called on God to fear<br />
She took the wheel she steered<br />
And we move through the darkness<br />
And we move through the light<br />
Black earth and the city falls<br />
And we’ll hide in the mountains<br />
And we’ll hide in the desert<br />
And we’ll hide in the city<br />
And we’ll hide at the coast<br />
And they will not know we are here, no, no, no<br />
And the sun’s rays burn the paper down<br />
And the flames take the books down<br />
When I tire of staring at the stars,<br />
I close my eyes and I lay down<br />
(28/3/10)<br />
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<strong>The Apple of Your Eye pt 2 (Reilly) (3:07)</strong><br />
David Reilly - Vocals; Synthesiser; Samples; Treatments; SFX<br />
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I never knew how much I meant to you<br />
It seems that I was the apple of your eye<br />
And now after all these years<br />
I know<br />
But it’s too late<br />
For me<br />
For you<br />
(19/6/10)<br />
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<strong>Never or Now (Reilly) (3:19)</strong><br />
David Reilly - Vocals; Acoustic Guitars; Strings; Vibes; Acoustic Bass; Drums<br />
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I had time to kill<br />
But time is precious so I put my watch away<br />
I was thinking about my lifetime<br />
I fell asleep<br />
And I slipped into a dream<br />
The one with flowers on the table<br />
I fell upon the floor I awoke and saw you watching<br />
Across the table<br />
Never or now is what you said<br />
We should be living but we’re almost dead<br />
And now you know life’s too short for waiting<br />
Well you took me home and we drifted off to sleep<br />
I had no thoughts about tomorrow<br />
Now you’ve gone away and they say it’s for the best<br />
But I can’t think about tomorrow<br />
I was walking alone then I felt you by my side<br />
I am never alone you’re always with me<br />
I feel you now so close oh yes but it’s all wrong<br />
I never knew how life could be<br />
(4,5/9/09)<br />
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All lyrics by David Reilly<br />
© 2009, © 2010<br />
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<strong>PRODUCTION NOTES</strong><br />
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<strong>David Reilly</strong><br />
Vocals; Acoustic Guitars; Acoustic Bass; Samples; Treatments;<br />
Synthesisers; Strings; Vibes; Drums; Whistling; SFX, Artificial Voice Programming<br />
with<br />
<strong>Peri Urban</strong> – Synthesisers (2); Rhythm Bed (4); Atmospheres, Synthesisers and Environments (5); Synthesisers, Cello; Bowls (8)<br />
<strong>Norman Lamont</strong> – Source Guitars, Synthesisers and Sounds (5)<br />
<strong>Craig Sutherland</strong> – Synthesisers, Bass Samples, Drum Programming (6)<br />
<strong>Andy Wilson</strong> – Acoustic Guitars (7)<br />
<strong>Ryan Williamson</strong> – Electric Guitars; Synthesisers (10)<br />
<strong>Matthew Gates</strong> - Electric Guitars; Synthesisers (10)<br />
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Recorded at Crispycat Studio, September 2009 – June 2010<br />
4, 5 September; 1, 2, 4, October; 26 November 2009<br />
14, 21, 28 March; 3, 4, 8, 17, 18, 23, 24, 25, 27, 29, 30 April<br />
9, 22, 23, 24, 29, 30 May; 6, 19, 24, 25, 26, 27 June 2010<br />
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Produced by David Reilly for Crispycat Productions<br />
Executive Producer: Anne Reilly<br />
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Thanks to Annie, Meg the Black Cat, Peri, Andy, Craig, Sour Grapes, Norman, Jamie, Brodski and Cobblers<br />
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Thanks also for the inspiration of Alberto Ginestera, Leos Janacek, John Cage, Johann Sebastian Bach and Ernest Hemingway<br />
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9, 12 © 2009 David Reilly<br />
1, 3, 4, 11 © 2010 David Reilly<br />
2, 8 © 2010 David Reilly/Stewart Robinson<br />
5 © 2010 David Reilly/Stewart Robinson/Norman Lamont<br />
6 © 2010 David Reilly/Craig Sutherland<br />
7 © 2010 David Reilly/Andy Wilson<br />
10 © 2010 David Reilly/Ryan Williamson/Matthew Gates<br />
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