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 Кит Эмерсон, Грэг Лейк и Карл Палмер, несомненно, очень любят представлять на суд публике титанические, двадцати-а-то-и-больше-минутные работы, состоящие из нескольких частей, этакие музыкальные колоссы. Собственно арт рок для этих целей подходит лучше всего, и Yes, и Genesis тоже неоднократно позволяли себе подобные "шалости". В череде "классических" альбомом ELP только два диска представляют собой именно набор песен, без каких либо титанических монстров, затмевающих собой весь остальной материал. Это дебютный альбом и обозреваемая мною сейчас "Trilogy". Надо сказать что альбом ELP просто из набора различных песен слушается как то необычно, но класс музыкантов настолько высок что и такой материал проходит на ура. Очень хочется похвалить за разнообразие материала. Из привычного звучания ELP на диске представлены трех-частная "The Endless Enigma" и заглавная "Trilogy". Обе - настоящие шедевры арт рока. Исполнительское мастерство и шикарные импровизации делают их самыми привлекательными номерами с альбома. Лэйк традиционно представил свою акустическую балладу "From The Beginning", к сожалению, уступающую большинству других его опусов. Еще несомненно хочется выделить великолепную инструменталку "Hoedown", в которой Эмерсон показывает 110 процентов возможностей своего "Хэммонда" и веселую ковбойскую историю "The Sheriff", где с любовью воссоздана атмосфера дикого запада. К сожалению, концовка огорчает. Довольно серый боевик "Living Sin" и ужасно скучная инструментальная обработка знаменитой "Болеро" Равеля заставляют меня снизить оценку этому, несомненно, отличному альбому. Но тем не менее, любому поклоннику ELP и просто любителям интелектуальной музыки можно смело рекомендовать "Trilogy" к прослушиванию. |
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Ever enter my head
I'm tired of living for freaks
With tongues in their cheeks
Turning their eyes as they speak
They make me sick and tired
Are you confused
To the point in your mind?
Though you're blind
Can't you see you're wrong?
Won't you refuse
To be used?
Even though you may know
I can see you're wrong
Please, please, please
Open their eyes
Please, please, please
Don't give me lies
I loon all of the earth
Witness my birth
Cried at the sight of a man
And still I don't know who I am
Are you confused
To the point in your mind?
Though you're blind
Can't you see you're wrong?
Won't you refuse
To be used?
Even though you may know
I can see you're wrong
Please, please, please
Open their eyes
Please, please, please
Don't give me lies
I've seen paupers as kings
Puppets on strings
Dance for the children who stare
You must have seen them everywhere
Fugue
(Emerson)
Instrumental track
The endless enigma (part two)
(Emerson/Lake)
Each part was played
Though the play was not shown
Everyone came
But they all sat alone
The dawn opened the play
Waking the day
Causing a silent hooray
The dawn will break another day
Now that it's done
Are we going to see the reason why I'm here?
From the beginning
(Lake)
There might have been things I missed
But don't be unkind
It don't mean I'm blind
Perhaps there's a thing or two
I think of lying in bed
I shouldn't have said
But there it is
You see, it's all clear
You were meant to be here
From the beginning
Maybe I might have changed
And not been so cruel
Not been such a fool
Whatever was done is done
I just can't recall
It doesn't matter at all
You see, it's all clear
You were meant to be here
From the beginning
The sheriff
(Emerson/Lake)
Wicked Josie rode away
In the sunset covered sky
A lynching mob had strung his friend up
Right before his eyes
He didn't know what they'd both done
He sure as hell would end up one
A hot tin notch on the sheriff's gun
If he didn't move on
Get out of here
The sheriff followed Josie's journey
From Kansas in the west
He said he'd put a bullet
Right through poor old Josie's chest
But Josie wasn't like the rest
He don't like bullet holes in his vest
In fact he'd do his very best
Don't want any arrest
Don't want to be the guest of the sheriff
The nights got so damned cold
He couldn't stand the pace
He looked again for sheriff's men
But couldn't see the chase
Josie found a nice warm place
But then the sheriff solved the case
Hoped to find Josie's face
And said: "Lookie here!"
Sheriff rode him into town
With Josie look inside
He didn't know about the six gun
Wicked Josie had
Then Josie drew his gun real fast
Gave the sheriff one big blast
And Josie was a song at last
A legend from the past
Nobody ever messed with the sheriff
Hoedown (taken from Rodeo)
(Copland, arranged by Emerson/Lake/Palmer)
Instrumental track
Trilogy
(Emerson/Lake)
I've tried to mend the love that ended
Long ago although we still pretend
Our love is surely coming to an end
Don't waste the time, you've got to love again
We tried to lie but you and I
Know better than to let each other lie
The thought of lying to you makes me cry
Counting up the time that's passed us by
I've sent this letter
Hoping it will reach your hand
And if it does
I hope that you will understand
That I must leave in a while and though I smile
You know the smile is only there to hide
What I'm really feeling deep inside
Just a face where I can hang my pride
Goodbye
Goodbye
We'll talk of places that we went
And times that we have spent
Together penniless and free
You'll see the day another way
And they could put the sunshine
For a night time where you lay
Your love began, I don't know when
But if you do I know that
You'll be happy in the end
Living sin
(Emerson/Lake/Palmer)
Will you stand up or will you freeze?
That savage woman make you please
Turn your inside outside in
Still you don't know where she has been
Living sin
Can't you see through?
She's going to realize the way to sound you
Finely ground you
Sudden
Never cured by a one night lover
Sell you
Stories of a meeting with a younger brother
Twisty
All the people lying were just a blind cover
No one
Ever gonna pry her from a two faced mother
Can't you see through?
She's going to realize the way to sound you
If you never saw it coming
Hooked you up with Coca Cola coming
Nice and slippery
Abaddon's Bolero
(Emerson)
Instrumental track