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Introducción
En el anterior artículo comenzamos a comentar el octavo álbum Minstrel in the Gallery de Jethro Tull con la grabación, música, temática, lanzamiento y recepción.
En este artículo continuamos comentando el álbum con la lista de canciones, enlaces, letras, créditos, la gira y reeediciones.
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| Portada del álbum Minstrel in the Gallery |
El álbum contrastaba hábilmente canciones suaves, basadas en el uso de suaves guitarras acústicas, con piezas más largas y duras en las que sobresalía la guitarra eléctrica de Barre.
Haciendo uso de un estudio de grabación móvil recién construido encargado y construido específicamente para la banda, el álbum fue el primer álbum de Jethro Tull grabado fuera del Reino Unido, siendo grabado en el exilio fiscal en Monte Carlo, Mónaco.
Fue el último álbum de Jethro Tull con el bajista Jeffrey Hammond, quien dejó la banda al finalizar la gira del álbum a finales de 1975 y fue reemplazado por el ex bajista de Carmen, John Glascock.
Es considerado por los fans de Jethro Tull uno de sus mejores álbumes.
Lista de canciones, enlaces, letras, créditos
Lista de temas
Todas las canciones están compuestas por Ian Anderson excepto las indicadas. Los arreglos para quinteto de cuerdas fueron escritos por Dee Palmer.
Cara uno
1. "Minstrel in the Gallery" Anderson, Martin Barre 8:13
2. "Cold Wind to Valhalla" 4:19
3. "Black Satin Dancer" 6:52
4. "Requiem" 3:45
Cara dos
1. "One White Duck / 010 = Nothing at All" 4:37
2. "Baker St. Muse" 16:39
a) "Pig-Me and the Whore"
b) "Nice Little Tune"
c) "Crash-Barrier Waltzer"
d) "Mother England Reverie"
3. "Grace" 0:37
Enlace al álbum completo: J̲e̲thro T̲ull - M̲i̲nstre̲l In The G̲a̲lle̲ry̲ (Full Album) 1975
J̲e̲thro T̲ull - M̲i̲nstre̲l In The G̲a̲lle̲ry̲ (Full Album) 1975
Enlace a la lista de reproducción del álbum completo: Minstrel in the Gallery - Jethro Tull - Full Album - 1975
CARA A
1. "Minstrel in the Gallery"
Enlaces
Letras
The minstrel in the gallery looked down upon the
smiling faces.
He met the gazes --- observed the spaces between the
old men's cackle.
He brewed a song of love and hatred --- oblique
suggestions --- and he waited.
He polarized the pumpkin-eaters --- static-humming
panel-beaters --- freshly day-glow'd factory cheaters
(salaried and collar-scrubbing).
He titillated men-of-action --- belly warming, hands
still rubbing on the parts they never mention.
He pacified the nappy-suffering, infant-bleating
one-line jokers --- T.V. documentary makers
(overfed and undertakers).
Sunday paper backgammon players --- family-scarred
and women-haters.
Then he called the band down to the stage and he
looked at all the friends he'd made.
The minstrel in the gallery looked down on the
rabbit-run.
And threw away his looking-glass - saw his face in
everyone.
2. "Cold Wind to Valhalla"
Enlaces
Letras
And ride with us young bonny lass ---
with the angels of the night.
Crack wind clatter --- flesh rein bite on an out-size
unicorn.
Rough-shod winging sky blue flight on a cold wind
to Valhalla.
And join with us please --- Valkyrie maidens cry
above the cold wind to Valhalla.
Break fast with the gods. Night angels serve
with ice-bound majesty.
Frozen flaking fish raw nerve ---
in a cup of silver liquid fire.
Moon jet brave beam split ceiling swerve and light
the old Valhalla.
Come join with us please --- Valkyrie maidens cry
above the cold wind to Valhalla.
The heroes rest upon the sighs of Thor's trusty
hand maidens.
Midnight lonely whisper cries,
``We're getting a bit short on heroes lately.''
Sword snap fright white pale goodbyes in the
desolation of Valhalla.
And join with us please --- Valkyrie maidens ride
empty-handed on the cold wind to Valhalla.
3. "Black Satin Dancer"
Enlaces
Letras
Come, let me play with you, black satin dancer.
In all your giving, given is the answer.
Tearing life from limb and looking sweeter than the
brightest flower in my garden.
Begging your pardon --- shedding right unreason.
Over sensation fly the fleeting seasons.
Thin wind whispering on broken mandolin.
Bending the minutes --- the hours ever turning on that
old gold story of mercy.
Desperate breathing. Tongue nipple-teasing.
Your fast river flowing --- your northern fire fed.
Come, black satin dancer, come softly to bed.
4. "Requiem"
Enlaces
Letras
Well, I saw a bird today --- flying from a bush and the
wind blew it away.
And the black-eyed mother sun scorched the butterfly
at play --- velvet veined.
I saw it burn.
With a wintry storm-blown sigh, a silver cloud blew
right on by.
And, taking in the morning, I sang --- O Requiem.
Well, my lady told me, ``Stay.''
I looked aside and walked away along the Strand.
But I didn't say a word, as the train time-table blurred
close behind the taxi stand.
Saw her face in the tear-drop black cab window.
Fading in the traffic; watched her go.
And taking in the morning, heard myself singing ---
O Requiem.
Here I go again.
It's the same old story.
Well, I saw a bird today --- I looked aside and walked
away along the Strand.
CARA 2
1. "One White Duck / 010 = Nothing at All"
Enlaces
Letras
There's a haze on the skyline, to wish me on my way.
And there's a note on the telephone --- some roses on a
tray.
And the motorway's stretching right out to us all,
as I pull on my old wings --- one white duck
on your wall.
Isn't it just too damn real?
I'll catch a ride on your violin --- strung upon your bow.
And I'll float on your melody --- sing your chorus soft
and low.
There's a picture-view postcard to say that I called.
You can see from the fireplace, one white duck
on your wall.
Isn't it just too damn real?
So fly away Peter and fly away Paul --- from the
finger-tip ledge of contentment.
The long restless rustle of high-heeled boots calls.
And I'm probably bound to deceive you after all.
Something must be wrong with me and my brain ---
if I'm so patently unrewarding.
But my dreams are for dreaming and best left that
way --- and my zero to your power of ten equals
nothing at all.
There's no double-lock defense; there's no chain on my door.
I'm available for consultation,
But remember your way in is also my way out, and
love's four-letter word is no compensation.
Well, I'm the Black Ace dog-handler: I'm a waiter on
skates --- so don't you jump to your foreskin conclusion.
Because I'm up to my deaf ears in cold breakfast trays ---
to be cleared before I can dine on your sweet Sunday
lunch confusion.
2. "Baker St. Muse"
Enlaces
Letras
[Baker Street Muse]
Windy bus-stop. Click. Shop-window. Heel.
Shady gentleman. Fly-button. Feel.
In the underpass, the blind man stands.
With cold flute hands.
Symphony match-seller, breath out of time.
You can call me on another line.
Indian restaurants that curry my brain.
Newspaper warriors changing the names they advertise from the station stand.
With cold print hands.
Symphony word-player, I'll be your headline.
If you catch me another time.
Didn't make her
with my Baker Street Ruse.
Couldn't shake her
with my Baker Street Bruise.
Like to take her
but I'm just a Baker Street Muse.
Ale-spew, puddle-brew
boys, throw it up clean.
Coke and Bacardi colours them green.
From the typing pool goes the mini-skirted princess with great finesse.
Fertile earth-mother, your burial mound is fifty feet down in the Baker Street underground. (What the hell!)
Walking down the gutter thinking,
"How the hell am I today?"
Well, I didn't really ask you but thanks all the same.
[Pygmy And The Whore]
"Big bottled Fraulein, put your weight on me," said the Pygmy And The Whore,
desperate for more in his assault upon the mountain.
Little man, his youth a fountain.
Overdrafted and still counting.
Vernacular, verbose; an attempt at getting close to where he came from.
In the doorway of the stars, between Blandford Street and Mars;
Proposition, deal. Flying button feel. Testicle testing.
Wallet ever-bulging. Dressed to the left, divulging the wrinkles of his years.
Wedding-bell induced fears.
Shedding bell-end tears in the pocket of her resistance.
International assistance flowing generous and full to his never-ready tool.
Pulls his eyes over her wool.
And he shudders as he comes.
And my rudder slowly turns me into the Marylebone Road.
[Crash-Barrier Waltzer]
And here slip I
dragging one foot in the gutter
in the midnight echo of the shop that sells cheap radios.
And there sits she
no bed, no bread, no butter
on a double yellow line
where she can park anytime.
Old Lady Grey; crash-barrier waltzer
some only son's mother. Baker Street casualty.
Oh, Mr. Policeman
blue shirt ballet master.
Feet in sticking plaster
move the old lady on.
Strange pas-de-deux
his Romeo to her Juliet.
Her sleeping draught, his poisoned regret.
No drunken bums allowed to sleep here in the crowded emptiness.
Oh officer, let me send her to a cheap hotel
I'll pay the bill and make her well - like hell you bloody will!
No do-good over kill. We must teach them to be still more independent.
[Mother England Reverie]
I have no time for Time Magazine or Rolling Stone.
I have no wish for wishing wells or wishing bones.
I have no house in the country I have no motor car.
And if you think I'm joking, then I'm just a one-line joker in a public bar.
And it seems there's no-body left for tennis; and I'm a one-band-man.
And I want no Top Twenty funeral or a hundred grand.
There was a little boy stood on a burning log,
rubbing his hands with glee. He said, "Oh Mother England,
did you light my smile; or did you light this fire under me?
One day I'll be a minstrel in the gallery.
And paint you a picture of the queen.
And if sometimes I sing to a cynical degree
it's just the nonsense that it seems."
So I drift down through the Baker Street valley,
in my steep-sided un-reality.
And when all is said and all is done
I couldn't wish for a better one.
It's a real-life ripe dead certainty
that I'm just a Baker Street Muse.
Talking to the gutter-stinking, winking in the same old way.
I tried to catch my eye but I looked the other way.
Indian restaurants that curry my brain
newspaper warriors changing the names they advertise from the station stand.
Circumcised with cold print hands.
Windy bus-stop. Click. Shop-window. Heel.
Shady gentleman. Fly-button. Feel.
In the underpass, the blind man stands.
With cold flute hands.
Symphony match-seller, breath out of time
you can call me on another line.
Didn't make her
with my Baker Street Ruse.
Couldn't shake her
with my Baker Street Bruise.
Like to take her
but I'm just a Baker Street Muse.
(I can't get out!)
3. "Grace"
Enlaces
Letras
Hello sun.
Hello bird.
Hello my lady.
Hello breakfast. May I
buy you again tomorrow?
Jethro Tull
- Ian Anderson: voz, flauta, guitarra acústica y producción.
- Martin Barre: guitarra (eléctrica).
- Barriemore Barlow: batería y percusión.
- John Evan: órgano y piano.
- Jeffrey Hammond-Hammond: bajo.
Otros músicos
- Rita Eddowes: violín.
- Elizabeth Edwards: violín.
- Patrick Halling: violín.
- Bridget Procter: violín.
- Katharine Tullborn: chelo.
Otros créditos
- David Palmer: arreglos de orquesta.
- Brian Ward: fotografía.
- Ron Kriss: arte de tapa.
- J.E. Garnett: arte de tapa.
- Robin Black: ingeniero.
La gira
Para la gira de 1975, Dee Palmer, que había sido durante mucho tiempo el arreglista de la orquesta de la banda, se unió oficialmente a la gira de la banda en teclados y sintetizadores. En febrero de 1975, Jethro Tull agotó las entradas para cinco noches en el Foro de Los Ángeles de 20.000 asientos, lo que llevó a Melody Maker a publicar el titular "Jethro – Now The World's Biggest Band?" Después de la gira, el bajista Hammond dejó la banda para dedicarse a la pintura. John Glascock, quien anteriormente tocaba con la banda de flamenco-rock Carmen, una banda de apoyo en la gira anterior de Jethro Tull, se convirtió en el nuevo bajista de la banda.
Adjunto una grabación hecha en vivo en abril de 1975 durante la realización del LP "Minstrel" en Monte Carlo, Mónaco. Emitido el 5 de octubre de 1975 en "Sounds On Sunday" de BBC Radio.
Reediciones
Fue publicado por primera vez en CD en 1983. Fue publicado en 2002 remasterizado con cinco bonus tracks, tres caras B de sencillos y dos temas en vivo:
1. "Summerday Sands" 3:45
Enlaces
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| Se incluyó como cara B del sencillo Minstrel in the Gallery |
I once met a girl with the life in her hands
and we lay together on the summerday sands.
I gave her my raincoat and told her, "Lady, be good!''
And we made truth together, where no one else would.
I smiled through her fingers and ran the dust through her hands,
the hour-glass of reason on the summerday sands.
We sat as the sea caught fire.
Waited as the flames grew higher in her eyes,
in her eyes.
We watched the eagle born
wings clipped, tail feathers shorn, but we saw him rise,
we saw him rise over summerday sands.
Came the ten o'clock curfew.
She said, "I must start my car.
I'm staying with someone I met last night in a bar.''
I called from my wave top:"At least tell me your name!''
She smiled from her wheelspin and said, "It's all the same.''
I thought for a minute, jumped back on dry land
left one set of footprints on the summerday sands.
I once met a girl with the life in her hands
and we lied together on the summerday sands.
2. "March The Mad Scientist" 1:49
Enlaces
Letras
What would you like for Christmas:
a new polarity?
You're binary, and desperate to deal in high figures
that lick us with their hotter flame
lick each and everyone the same.
And March, the mad scientist,
brings a new change
in ever-dancing colours.
He rings it here and he rings it,
but no one stops to see
the change of fate and the fate of change
that slips into his pocket
so he locks it all away from view
and shares not what he thought you knew.
And April is summer-bound,
And February's blue.
And no one stops to see the colours.
3. "Pan Dance" 3:26
Enlaces
Letras
Instrumental
Edición del 40 aniversario
Con motivo del 40 aniversario se reeditó el álbum en vinilo de 180g, en CD con una nueva remezcla de Steven Wilson y una edición especial con dos CD y dos DVD.
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| Contraportada de la edición del 40 aniversario |
Enlace a la lista de reproducción de la edición 40 aniversario:
Minstrel in the Gallery (40th Anniversary Edition)
CD 1: Steven Wilson stereo remix of the album and associated recordings
1. "Minstrel in the Gallery" 8:17
2. "Cold Wind to Valhalla" 4:18
3. "Black Satin Dancer" 6:54
4. "Requiem" 3:43
5. "One White Duck / 010 = Nothing at All" 4:40
6. "Baker St. Muse: Baker St. Muse" 5:09
7. "Baker St. Muse: Pig-Me and the Whore" 1:30
8. "Baker St. Muse: Nice Little Tune" 1:09
9. "Baker St. Muse: Crash-Barrier Waltzer" 3:09
10. "Baker St. Muse: Mother England Reverie" 5:46
11. "Grace" 0:37
12. "Summerday Sands" 3:42
13. "Requiem" (Early Version) 3:43
14. "One White Duck" (Take 5) 2:26
15. "Grace" (Take 2) 0:41
16. "Minstrel in the Gallery" (BBC Version) 8:27
17. "Cold Wind to Valhalla" (BBC Version) 4:22
18. "Aqualung" (BBC Version) 8:01
CD 2: Jakko Jakszyk stereo remix of the Live at The Palais des Sports, Paris, 5 July 1975 concert
1. "Introduction (The Beach Part II)" 0:54
2. "Wind Up" 3:02
3. "Critique Oblique" 4:05
4. "Wondr'ing Aloud" 5:16
5. "My God including God Rest Ye Merry Gentlemen / Bourée / Quartet / Living in the Past / Thick as a Brick / My God (reprise)" 11:35
6. "Cross-Eyed Mary" 4:05
7. "Minstrel in the Gallery" 9:24
8. "Skating on the Thin Ice of the New Day" 4:39
9. "Bungle in the Jungle" 3:17
10. "Aqualung" 9:41
11. "Guitar Improvisation" 3:29
12. "Back-Door Angels" 6:07
13. "Locomotive Breath with improvisation and including Hard-Headed English General / Back-Door Angels (reprise)" 11:51
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