
That token drag on your cigarette, that well-known face in the fire, it could be someone you can't forget, someone you've learnt to admire. And it's strange how the feeling goes; all change - down the river Ophelia goes. You're treading water, the price is steep, you say you'll cope with it all; you've made some promises you can't keep, you throw yourself against the wall, you throw yourself against the wall. And it's strange... You heard a noise in the firegrate, you look to see who goes there - it's just the stranger, he's come too late and even he's unprepared to find the cupboard so bare And it's strange... down the river Ophelia goes.

Fixed sync, better video quality encoding. Peter Hammill performing tracks from his (then) latest album "Chameleon in the Shadow of the Night", live in the studio. Two tracks were performed - In The End on grand piano, and German Overalls on guitar. This show remained in the vaults until very recently... If you like the music - support the artist by buying the album. His official site - www.sofasound.com

We began to notice that we could be free ... Peter Hammill (audio only) plays the Van Der Graaf Generator favourite "Refugees", from the unofficial live and solo album "Skeletons of Songs", accompanied by my own video compilation. Recorded live at the All Souls Unitarian Church in Kansas City (USA) in February 1978, Hammill explains that all songs when first written exist in their 'skeleton' form, and when playing live and solo none of the orchestration and overdubbing added later are included. Live and solo is by far my favourite way of listening to Peter Hammill, and this album is amongst my top ten all-time favourite albums without question. I have uploaded some of my other favourite tracks from this album. I compiled the video montage myself utilising footage mostly downloaded from YouTube, with some of my own added effects and filters. Please check out my other videos. Comments are most welcome.
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First song from the "Chameleon In The Shadow Of The Night" album, 1972. Mannheim: rainy Saturday with no money nor friend... only Tequila can end the boredom. Try to reach London for a pocket of hope; we're children, we grope in the dark. Hugh spends his last Mark on coffee and cheese... I feel just like a refugee.... Rathaus-keepers and traffic police, middle-aged maids with rotting teeth, industrial magazines and old Sunday Times: reading material/bleeding lines. What are we doing here? Memorial menace, eager for revenge, has begun to bend our minds. Shower-curtain imperative in the presence of acid; now, feeling placid is death. I try to hold my breath as the PA comes down.... here we all are in Ktown! The Big Wheel never fails to grind around... it drags me up/it drugs me down. Seven senses wonder 'Can this be real, Or am I become a performing seal?' Why are we dying here? I walk the streets alone, try to find a sign of love. I've crushed the plaster-bone in the freaky clubs. I have bit the fruit but all I live for is to play and I'm tired of the nights and the days of airports, taxis and motorway showers, groping for a key in the afterhours. David takes to travelling in the van, he knows that we all can understand: we're at the mercy of the Kosmos tour, making a pilgrimage to the German Lourdes... but we're still crippled here. Cathedrals spiral skywards; I think I'm getting vertigo. I think I don't know what is real. One more sudden spotlight; one more madness is <b>...</b>
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The Silent Corner and the Empty Stage, 1974 Once, all the stars in the sky were bright, now they're red and fading and all the colours we wore, the shades that we bore have moved. And the gold turns to red with no time for changes. Red Shift, all moving away from we. Once, constellations were holy, now darkness pervades all the older ones and in the brunt of implosion, all yesterday's golden now reddened suns and hope is a word with no space for blame in. Red Shift, displaced now in time and relativity, Red Shift, all moving away from we. So here I am, though I might well be with me, I'm falling down deep to the rim of the wheel. Is it sham? Does the world have a meaning? The more that we know , the greater confusion grows: stars are like atoms, and atoms are patterns and probably in the end maybe its all been a dream .... Time locked in negative matter, all theories shatter beneath the weight. Happy is the man who believes that the world is a dream and all reason, fate. And time moves on with no time, the eye moves on with no rhyme, and I'm a song in the depth of the galaxies. Red Shift is taking away my sanity, Red Shift, all moving away from we ....
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Angels live inside me ... Audio only, Peter Hammill sings "Man-Erg" ... The Best Song Ever Writ ...... and this is the the best version of it I ever heard. Extraordinary live and solo version of the much-loved Van Der Graaf Generator classic. ================================ Man - Erg (LYRICS) The killer lives inside me; yes, I can feel him move. Sometimes he's lightly sleeping in the quiet of his room; but then his eyes will rise and stare through mine, he'll speak my words and slice my mind inside. Yes, the killer lives. The angels live inside me, I can feel them smile; their presence strokes and soothes the tempest in my mind and their love can heal the wounds that I have wrought. They watch me as I go to fall; well, I know I shall be caught while the angels live. How can I be free? How can I get help? Am I really me? Am I someone else? But stalking in my cloisters hang the acolytes of gloom and Death's Head throws his cloak into the corner of my room and I am doomed. But laughing in my courtyard play the pranksters of my youth and solemn, waiting Old Man in the gables of the roof: he tells me truth. And I, too, live inside me and very often don't know who I am; I know I'm not a hero well, I hope that I'm not damned. I'm just a man, and killers, angels, all are these, dictators, saviours, refugees in war and peace as long as Man lives... I'm just a man, and killers, angels, all are these: dictators, saviours, refugees. ============================== From the unofficial <b>...</b>
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You must pay the price of hate and that price is your soul... Peter Hammill (audio only) plays the song "The Emperor In His War Room" from the now seemingly unavailable solo album "The Peel Sessions", recorded live and solo 19th August 1974 for the BBC Radio One John Peel radio sessions - first broadcast 3rd September 1974 - added as a bonus track to the recently remastered album "In Camera". I compiled the video montage myself utilising footage mostly downloaded from YouTube, with some of my own added effects and filters. Please check out my other videos. Comments are most welcome.
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Peter Hammill here plays "Given Time" from the DVD 'In The Passionkirche' live in Berlin 1992. Originally this was from the 1992 PH solo album 'Fireships'. Not one of my favourite PH songs, but nevertheless, mesmorising live, as always. Comments are welcomed. Please check out my other videos.
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"Steady down the adrenelin" ... but he doesn't. The ending to this is wilder than ever, and Peter Hammill seems exhausted from his efforts. PH plays "Stranger Still", accompanied by Stuart Gordon. This is from the 'unofficial' DVD from the concert in Prague, Archa Theatre 12-12-1998. Please check out my other videos. Comments are welcomed.
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Peter Hammill plays here "Traintime" from the DVD 'In The Passionkirche' live in Berlin 1992. Originally this song was from the 1991 PH solo album 'Patience'. Again, not one of my favourite PH songs, but nevertheless, mesmorising. Comments are welcomed. Please check out my other videos.
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Album : The silent cornet and the empty stage The Lie (bernini's St Theresa) Genuflection / erection in church. Sacristy cloth / moth-eaten shroud. Secret silence / sacred secrets accumulate dust, aggravate the eye. Incautious laughter after confession. Benediction ------- fictional fear Hidden faces ... Grace is a name, like Chastity, like Lucifer, like mine. You took me through the window-stain, drowned in image, inscence, choir-refrain and slow ecstasy ------ I'd embrace you if I only knew your name.... The silent corner haunts my shadow prayers : ice-cold statue -- rapture divine, unconscious eyes, the open mouth, the wound of love, the Lie. You took me, gave me reasons for saints and missals, vigils, all the more holy martyrs ----- I'd embrace you and walk through the one-way door... I'd embrace you, but it would be just another lie ----------
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There's a shadow cast ... Audio only, Peter Hammill plays live and solo the song "(In The) Black Room I - The Tower - (In The) Black Room II" from the 'unofficial' album ""Paris, RTL Grand Studio 20.11.1973". Originally this song was on the 1973 solo album "Chameleon In The Shadow of the Night". I composed the video montage myself using footage mostly downloaded from YouTube (thank you Youtube). Please check out my other videos for more of the same. Comments are welcomed - please leave a rating.
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Here's a sensation I wouldn't trade -- pinpoint in the onrush, dancing to the rhythm of the wiper blades. Up ahead on the autobahn headlights like a lava stream; up ahead in the distance is where we're going, where we will have been. Back in the motor, keep going overnight; we've got no certain destination but for all we know we might. So get back in the motor, let's drive it anyplace... better to travel hopefully than to arrive, in any case. While you check out the map-book, just like a novel that's all out of joint, our passport into anonymity... stick a pin into the vanishing point. I could drive for hours, don't even need to know the way to go; I could drive forever with some classical music on the radio. Back in the motor, back into overdrive and if we travel hopefully then we'll know we're alive. Get back in das Auto, let's drive it anyplace, better to travel hopefully than to arrive in any case. We could drive forever, we could drive forever, I caught you thinking, I bet you were, that we could drive forever in the never-never land of the metaphor. Back in the motor, keep going overnight; We've got no key to the highway but for all we know we might as well get back in the motor, let's drive it anyplace, better to travel hopefully than to arrive in any case. So get back in the motor, let's get on with the drive and if we travel hopefully then we know we're alive. Get back in the motor. Let's get back in the motor, get in tune with the motor, get back.
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From the opera, The Fall Of The House Of Usher. This is from the 1999 re-release, "The Fall Of The House Of Usher (Deconstructed & Rebuilt)". The original 1991 release, under Some Bizzare Records, contained drum parts. When Hammill regained rights to the opera, he removed the drum parts and added string parts, played by Stuart Gordon on violin. Music by Peter Hammill Libretto by Chris Judge Smith The House - Peter Hammill Roderick Usher - Peter Hammill Madeline Usher - Lene Lovich Montresor - Andy Bell The Herbalist - Herbert Grönemeyer Chorus - Sarah Jane Morris --------------------------------- RODERICK: In the greenest of our valleys by good angels tenanted once a fair and stately palace - radiant palace - reared its head. In the monarch, thought's dominion like a jewel it stood there. Never seraph spread opinion over fabric half so fair. Wanderers in that happy valley through two luminous windows saw spirits moving musically to a lute's well-tuned law, round about a throne where sitting, side by side with his fair queen, in state his glory well befitting, the ruler of the realm was seen. RODERICK, MONTRESOR: Wait! Did you hear it? What was it? It's nothing. What was that distant sound? I say, I heard nothing RODERICK: All with pearl and ruby glowing was the glorious palace door through which came flowing, flowing, flowing and sparkling evermore a troop of echoes, whose sweet duty night and day was but to sing in voices of surpassing beauty the wit and wisdom of their <b>...</b>
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The Silent Corner and the Empty Stage, 1974 Willie, what can I say to you to hold true in your changing life? You've come into a cruel world; little girls can lose their way in the growing night... I hope you'll be alright. Willie, try to stay a child sometime, for as long as you feel you can learn. Babies all turn to people and people can really be strange; they change and, changing, bring pain. Try to treat your parents well because they care, and what more can you do? When you find your lovers, be good to them as you hope they'll be to you - be honest, be true. Willie, you are the future; all our lives, in the end are in your hands. Life's hard now; you know it gets harder and hope is but a single strand: we pass it on and hope you'll understand.... We know that we do it wrong, we're not so strong and not so sure at all; groping in our blindness, we may seem big now but, really, we're so small and alone and searching for a home in the night. Meanwhile you're still a baby; you'll be a lady soon enough and then you will feel the burn. So hold my words: people all turn to children, spiteful children, and they're really so cruel, cruel fools! Just follow your own rules... don't think that I'm silly, Willie, if I say I hope that there is hope for you.

Quite right to be worried ... Peter Hammill (audio only) here plays "Porton Down", accompanied by some extraordinary sax from David Jackson, from the unofficial live album 'Peter Hammill In Concert BBC 1979". Originally this song was on the solo album "pH7" from 1979. Sorry but I labelled this one incorrectly. This song should properly be titled "Porton Down", not Future Now. I compiled the video montage myself utilising footage mostly downloaded from YouTube, with lots of my own added effects and filters. Comments are welcomed. Please check out my other videos.
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I thought you'd always stay the same ... Peter Hammill (audio only) plays here "Last Frame", accompanied by Graham Smith on violin, from the unofficial live album 'Cains Ballroom, Tulsa, Oklahoma 06-March-1979'. Originally this song was from the 1977 Van Der Graaf album 'The Quiet Zone/The Pleasure Dome', the Van Der Graaf line-up which included Graham Smith on violin after Hugh Banton and David Jackson had left. Graham Smith was previously the violin player with the band 'String Driven Thing'. Oddly the (unofficial) album/CD cover makes no mention of Smith. I compiled the video montage myself utilising footage mostly downloaded from YouTube, with some of my own added effects and filters. Comments are welcomed. Please check out my other videos.
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Originally from the Van der Graaf Generator's album "The Least We Can Do is Wave to Each Other" (1970), Peter Hammill re-recorded "Refugees" in his home studio specially for the release of the movie "Nos Hacemos Falta" (2001). Peter Hammill - vocals and piano Lyrics by Peter Hammill