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The Flower Kings
« Unfold the Future »
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| Disc one:
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| 1 | The Truth Will Set You Free - 30:40
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| 2 | Monkey Business - 4:20
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| 3 | Black and White - 7:40
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| 4 | Christianopel - 8:30
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| 5 | Silent Inferno - 14:25
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| 6 | The Navigator - 3:15
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| 7 | Vox Humana - 4:30
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| 8 | Genie In A Bottle - 8:10
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| 9 | Fast Lane - 6:35
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| 10 | Grand Old World - 5:10
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| 11 | Soul Vortex - 6:00
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| 12 | Rollin’ The Dice - 4:15
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| 13 | The Devil’s Danceschool - 3:45
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| 14 | Man Overboard - 3:40
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| 15 | Solitary Shell - 3:10
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| 16 | Devil’s Playground - 24:30
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| | Total time: 2.21 |
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Hasse Froberg - vocals
Roine Stolt - guitars, vocals, keyboards
Tomas Bodin - keyboards
Jonas Reingold - bass
Zoltan Csorsz - drums
Additional musicians:
Daniel Gildenlow - vocals
Hasse Bruniusson - orchestral percussion
Ulf Wallander - soprano, tenor sax
Anders Berccrantz - trumpet |
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Recorded June – August 2002
Drums Recorded at PAMA Studio1, Kristianopel,
Engineered by Mankan, Overdubs at Cosmic Lodge,
Reingold Studios, ChezNanna and Bodin Studios July 2002
Mixed at Cosmic Lodge August 13 – 28 2002 by Roine Stolt and Don R.Azzaro, Producer - Don Regent Azzaro,
Graphics - Thomas Ewerhard |
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| The Truth Will Set You Free
Monkey Business
I'm not a monkey anymore
I've built a new house – that touch the sky
I'm not a monkey anymore
I've straightened my back and that's a fact
Keep my eye on a new horizon
where sex and violence is my sugar and spice
I'm not a loser anymore
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Предводитель TFK, некто Ройне Столт, гитарист и основной автор музыки (за более чем 30 лет пребывания на сцене так и не удосужившийся выучить нотную грамоту), отличается невероятной плодовитостью и полным отсутствием самокритичности. Результатом такого поведения является выпуск альбомов с частотой не менее одного в год, причем часто двойных и забитых под завязку. На дисках, как правило, содержится большое количество отстойного и просто никакого музыкального материала. Самая же большая подлянка таится в том, что среди мутного болота отстоя попадаются великолепные, а порой даже гениальные композиции.
Так и с этим альбомом. Начинается он с очень впечатляющей сюиты "The Truth Will Set You Free", продолжительностью более 30 минут. Несмотря на то, что она порой ну очень сильно напоминает небезызвестную композицию Yes "At The Gates Of Delirium" 1974 года, звучит все равно здорово. Неплох развеселый фанк "Monkey Business". "Silent Inferno" с джазовой средней частью тоже слушается на ура. Баллада "Vox Humana" проста и душевна.
И когда вы уже начинаете думать, что какой мол классный альбом, начинается второй диск. На нем, увы, плещется то самое болото отстоя с редкими плавающими в нем...ну не жемчужинами, но пожалуй, золотыми монетками. Композиция клавишника Томаса Бодина "Fast Lane" как будто взята с его сольного альбома - легкая и воздушная. Джазовый эксперимент "Devil's Danceschool" поражает мастерством игры барабанщика и басиста. А вот 24-минутный эпик "Devil's Playground" какой-то бестолковый и незапоминающийся.
Вывод: если выкинуть все лишнее и собрать оставшееся на один диск, получился бы отличный альбом. А так...
Кстати, этим недостатком страдают почти все альбомы TFK. Будьте бдительны! |
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Композиционное совершенство, невероятные, неповторимые соло партии бас гитары и электрогитары, с разноплановой атмосферой клавишных и душевным мелодичным вокалом… Вот какие ассоциации вызывает после прослушивания двойной альбом The Flower Kings "Unfold The Future".
Музыкальный материал представляет из себя смесь из art rock, funk fusion, hard rock, но больше всего преобладает progressive rock, с эпизодическими проигрышами акустических гитар, саксофона, трубы и оркестровой перкуссии. Гитарная техника на высоте, да даже дело не в технике, а в композиционном таланте, гитаристы выдают одну партию за другой на протяжении 20 минут, при этом могут выдать так, что зацепят окончательно и навсегда.
Хочу так же отметить великолепное качество записи и потрясающе реальный звук самих инструментов, от звучания которых создается впечатление что под крышкой CD проигрывателя находится импровизированная мини сцена с музыкантами-лилипутами играющими на своих маленьких инструментах сложную и захватывающую музыку...
Рекомендую приобрести этот альбом тем кто ценит настоящее музыкальное искусство и творчество. |
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I'm not a loser anymore
my hands on the wheel, all dressed in steel
Keep my mind on a higher ground
while the primal instincts are going down
Looking at all God's creatures
I'm not the brightest one
One in an angry crowd
came down to wave the gun
I'm not a fighter anymore
I'm business hype and I need to score
I'm not a fighter anymore
Right at the peak I walked out the door
Now I'm building a new religion
It's "me and I" so help yourself
I'm not a hunter anymore
I have dinner at eight, then time for rape
I'm not a hunter anymore
I wrote the law, but my feet got claws
Now I'm crawling the mud to get back home
to the pleasuredome
Looking at all God's creatures
I'm not the brightest one
One in an angry crowd
came down to wave the gun
Black & White
Days of black & white are here again
leave it's mark in every way
Sisters of the night will take you in,
tell you lies of what she's seen
Who can see the truth is half her name
All that's in between, but never heard,
nor freely spoken
Day's of black & white is all you get
no second view is there for you
Details may be lost but still not gone
These plastic tales are still untrue
Telling tales of hate for old times sake
equal to the love your neighbour takes
and bury slowly
Days of future passed so rapidly
After all these lies
do you really doubt
it's black and white
Christianopel
Instrumental track
Silent Inferno
Quarter to four & the hours keep draggin' tonight
Nothing is wrong but you feel that your life ain't quite right
All the plans you made those years ago
Looking back on that dusty road
and the fading signs all read "oblivion"
Stare at the ceiling, the wheelin' and dealin' begin
You'll give almost anything now for some real peace within
Halfway down our faces frown
knowing more but still unshure
All them missed opportunities
fading hearts and aching bookends
Quarter to four and there's someting odd building inside
Swimming the silence, the river is dark, warm and wide
Floating the chambers the echoes start filling your head
Finally fading until you don't know if you're dead........
Quarter to four and the thoughts keep spinning your mind
Don't dig too deep cause you may not like what you'll find
Caught between what you're expected to and what is really you
Could you have played your cards differently?
This and more you will never know.
The Navigator
A time of learning from time again
uncover the past mistakes
A way to freedom thru education
is real, so the prophet speak
Using the new love to navigate
thru a dark and confusing time
Leave no room for the sinister
Giving in to hate is a crime
Freedom is more than the right to speak
so first out make up your mind
Out of the isolation tank
and put your ear to the ground
While some say "love is all you need"
and some try to buy the world
All are waiting for the act of kindness
so start out by DOING GOOD.
Vox Humana
See the children playing in the evening sun
see them riding kites accross the sky
Take them gently in, into the new design
see if the magic will prevail.
If you listen close now you can hear a stream
running from a sacred place within
calling gently without promise but a dream
to let the flood of love begin
Now this moment all the pieces find it's home
strung high but touch gently
We can figure out the steps that need to be
to get home –
see clearly the one future-
Sincerely depend on you........
Any way you like it, any way you hope
any of the details of your dream
you can make it happen as you realize
the gates of Eden lies within
Everybody loves your every try to care
Dive into the multicolour scene
You can stop the nursing of the 7 sins
and give the wheel of love a spin
Now this moment all the pieces find it's home
strung high but touch gently
We can figure out the steps that need to be
to get home –
see clearly the one future-
Sincerely depend on you........
We all depend on you
I am You and you are Me
Genie In A Bottle
He's shaking like a Cuban shaker
just dying now to meet "his maker"
don't give it up – don't give it up
don't lay down 'til you reach the top
"where's my connection, where's my protection
where in the world is there a doorway out?
look to the left, look to the right
I'm looking for a genie in a bottle!!"
Hush little baby don't you cry
your maker is gonna take you higher
"we'll shut it off, we'll close it down
we'll make you fly so high above the ground"
In a perfect world
there'll be another you and I
In a perfect world
we'd spread our wings and fly
In a perfect dream
you'll be the one to trust
Like a perfect horse
I'll rise up from the dust
He's shaking like a Cuban shaker
just dying now to meet his maker
"don't give it up – don't give it up
don't lay down 'til you reach the top"
"where's my connection,where's my protection
where in the world is there a doorway out
look to the left, look to the right
I'm looking for a genie in a bottle!!"
Morning found them asleep in the park
lost in the mindfields of the darkest
water, chrystaline cover the skin
the stoner the loner the child within
Bent and broken against the wall
now they can't tell when the snow will fall
It's Christmas time in the Underworld
but still no room for all the unheard
Fuel injected now standing tall
Ten white horses at the door
take us down for another ride
put me asleep on the other side
Frozen images driftin away
winter heart set his dreams to play
Maybe the river will carry you home
home to the place where you're no more alone
"All I need is another dream
All I need is some self esteem
Can you take me, can you take me this time?"
He's shaking like a Cuban shaker
just dying now to meet his maker
don't give it up – don't give it up
don't lay down 'til you reach the top
"where's my connection, where's my protection
where in the world is there a doorway out
look to the left, look to the right
I'm looking for a genie in a bottle!!"
Fast Lane
Try to see a new way! You say;
"Life can be a shortcut"
and you will always speed for...
More is less in daylight! You fight;
living in the fast lane
and you are never gonna see
The sunlight
Shines from a higher ground
Feel the lovelight
Taking place in the haze, of the sunshine
Tend to insight
Seize upon "here and now"
Trust what's given
Everyday make your way, in the sunshine
Try to see it my way! You say;
"Life can be a jackpot
and I will always speed for..."
More is less in daylight! Insight;
livin in the fast lane
and you will never gonna see
Believers
smile when you aim for love
Be receiver
You can win, let it in, feel the sunshine
Free the spirit
Your mind will start glowing
Go from wasteland believers will shine
Freedom beggars can
turn into angels
Rise from mazeland stay true to your heart
Grand Old World
Standing in the Sun, gazing at a new day
Filling in the blanks, just another Monday
Waiting for a plane, take me down there under
Waiting for the past, waiting for the wonders
Take it to the skies, make it to the big cloud
Far below the sea, far away the runner
Think about the speed, dream about the distance
Far out to the East, leave behind all western
Cut me a slice of the sky
I wanna drown in your downbeat wonders
cut me a slice of grand old world
while trains and planes goes passing by
Standing in the sun, feeling like a flower
Looking, from a Jackass in the shadow of the towers
Standing in the heat looking at the river
Caught between this now and the rhythm of forever
Standing in the market gazing at the sundown
Curtains falling down, people pull me under
Can you hear the wild dog, can you slow the time down
Catching up with Gods, lost in all their wonders
Cut me a slice of the sky
I wanna drown in your downbeat wonders
cut me a slice of grand old world
while trains and planes goes passing by
Soul Vortex
Instrumental track
Rollin The Dice
(The Devil)
Don't be too sure
You know, You can have more!
Don't be too sure
You know, You can have more!
(Devils disciple choir)
It's time for the playmaster
Start up the game!
(rolling the dice, rolling the dice)
The rules are extended
It will not be the same
Insanity army on march!
(The Devil)
The life that you had is in memory lane
The New Time have reached native soil
Suspicious, Uncertain lifestyle remains
when the good and you're GOD is all gone
(The Devil's servant)
Master Seduction, promising c(g)old
Comfort your worries with power to hold
(The young Man)
But I will not deal with my values of love
My soul belong to the Angels above!
My mind will never give in
I will fight, fight, fight you!
(The Devil)
Pigheaded pride well I'm rolling my eyes
Conversion is always a thrill
(The Devil's servant)
Master Destruction, He spreading his wings
Comfort your worries, You're a puppet on strings!
(The young Man)
But I will not risk my values of love
(The Devil)
Don't be too sure
You know, You can have more
(The Young Man)
My heart belong to the Angels above
My mind will never give in
`cause I'm strong I will always.........
The Devils Danceschool
Instrumental track
Man Overboard
Some work hard to pay their dues
where as some just waste it and blow the fuse
Some try hard to be selected
where as some just hope to be connected
Sweep the killing floor, yelling "man over board"
red flag in the night, hard to keep it up
someone out on a limb, or just looking for fun
all the same to me, diggin an early grave
Some people dig someone special
where as other people just dig the dirt
some try hard to make the spotlight
where some just fade away at midnight
Sweep the killing floor, yelling "man over board"
red flag in the night, hard to keep it up
someone out on a limb, or just looking for fun
all the same to me, diggin an early grave
Solitary Shell
Shiny minstrels of worn out time
look down upon you and me
sing their praise of a time long gone
when freedom meant more than life
Kings would hold on to all Gods given
the swords and armour bright
Ground would shake below his feet
the day of the freedom call
It's all in the flow of the mysterious travelling show
It's all in the flow, this ever confusing show
In the end that's all I know
King is afraid to lose the grip
he's tired and not so well
He'll walk all night on shaky ground
and dine with the dogs of hell.
A single whisper will crack the wall
a song is a wrecking ball
Lost in the vortex of friend and foe
a solitaire in his shell
And it's all in the way that every kingdom fall
and it's all in the way all good men must go
Devils Playground
Chaos in the galaxy of hate, pick 'em out your bird of prey
let 'em rule a 1000 years, segregate and fuel the fears
Drawn into a tasteless dream, out of tune from start to finish
restless, far away from home, you're nothing but a sensless liar
Leave it with a bitter taste of blood, but then we are most amazed
how you step your way up to the top, you seem to never stop
This is how you raise the Cain, this is what you teach our children
back on duty, dog eat dog, clueless in the Devils playground
Think I saw you in the bank, think I saw you on a talkshow
swear I saw your mindless grin, justify the final blow
Ugly faces hit the scene, watching while our soul diminish
Strip our body to the bone, then throw the bones into the fire
Swallowing the endless laughter, cultivate the 7 sins
Getting even altogether, hiding from the Holy Mother
This is how you raise the Cain, this is what you teach our children
back on duty dog eat dog, clueless in the Devils playground
Living in a businesscluster, predator to suit your needs
raven sitting on your shoulder, lurking the suburban weeds
Think I saw you in the bank,think I saw you in a talkshow
swear I saw your mindless grin, justify the final blow
Swallowing the endless laughter, cultivate the 7 sins
Getting even altogether, hiding from the Holy Mother
This is how you raise the Cain, this is what you teach your children
back on duty dog eat dog, they're clueless in the Devils playground
Take it away – all the useless information
Take it away – it's like poison to the state
Take it away – all the groundless acusations
Take it away – it's just jealousy and hate
Take it away – all the secrets and deception
Take it away – all the demons at the gate
Take it away – It's all chaos across the nation
Take it away – it's a galaxy of hate
(The Scars of Evil)
Beyond the laws of gravity
jump the frying pan like a flea
Fallen down from the family tree
you're your own best friend AND enemy
Hit the road with a pot on your head
dead drunk stoned, then dance with "The Dead"
Satisfaction is guaranteed
strictly set your mind on YOUR (own) needs
Look in the mirror into the haze
the scars of evil have now reached your face
The woman you once loved, now leave you cold
the devil has put a bet on your soul
Clueless
Living in a business cluster, preditor to suit your needs
raven sitting on your shoulder, lurking the suburban weeds
Think I saw you in the bank, think I saw you in a talkshow
swear I saw your mindless grin, justify the final blow
Swallowing the endless laughter, cultivate the deadly sins
Getting even altogether, hiding from the Holy Mother
This is how you raise the Cain, this is what you teach our children
back on duty dog eat dog, they're clueless in the Devils playground
Leave it with a bitter taste of blood, but then we are most amazed
how you step your way up to the top, you seem to never stop
This is how you see the world, this is just the cost of living
back on duty dog eat dog, clueless in the Devils playground