A Delicate Sound of Thunder

Produceret af David Gilmour
Udgivet i november, 1988
Indspilet i august 1988
Cover design af Storm Thorgerson og Colin Chambers

Det er i sandheden nye tider for Pink Floyd. Der er ingen officielle live udgivelser siden "Umma Gumma" og "Live at Pompeii" i starten af halvfjerdserne.
Den turnee Floyd tog ud på med A Momentary Lapse of Reason bestod af 199 koncerter og de spillede for 5.500.000 publikummer. Den længeste turnee dengang Waters var med, var på 55 koncerter.
Når vi nu taler om Waters, så var han ikke særligt glad for Floyds nye success. Han sendte breve ud til adskillige af de steder Floyd skulle spille, hvori han truede med retsag hvis de solgte nogle billetter. Waters var på det tidspunkt selv gået i gang med en turnee med "The Pros and Cons of Hitch Hicking". Det gik mildest talt ikke særligt godt og Gilmour har udtalt at hvis bare Waters havde fokuseret sin energi på sin koncert fremfor at slås med Floyd, kunne det være gået meget bedre for ham. Hans opførsel gjorde ham ikke særligt populær hos hverken pressen eller hans fans.

Turneen lagde ud med nogle Nordamerikanske koncerter, men endte med at blive en verdensomspændnede turnee med som sagt næsten 200 koncerter. De kom blandt andet forbi Gentofte stadion i 1988. Ikke for at nedgøre Gentofte, men de spillede mere spændende steder som for eksempel ved solkongens slot Versailles. De gav også en koncert i Venedig, som blev sendt i TV, hvor de spillede fra en flydende scene. De skulle så blive det sidste rockband der spillede i Venedig, da bystyret frygtede at de kraftige lydbølge ville ødelægge de gamle skrøblige bygninger. De 300 ton affald gæsterne eftelod var nok også medvirkende til beslutningen.

Første rockmusik i rummet

Da russiske (nåja, fra Sovjet eller hvad det nu politisk korrekt hedder) kosmonauter tog "A delicate Sound of Thunder" med på deres rumtur i 1988 på Soyuz TM-7, gik Pink Floyd ind i historien som det første rockband der var blevet spillet i rummet.
Som teksten siger, fik de det første kassettebånd, der kom ud af fabrikken, med. Den yngre generation må lige besøge Wikipedia og slå ordet "kassettebånd" op. Forøvrigt tog de kun selve kassettebåndet med, da æsken blev efterladt for ikke at tage unødig vægt med ud I rummet.
Klik på billedet for at få en større udgave, så er teksten lettere at læse.
Må jeg godt lige være nørdet? Hvis det kassettebånd kom med ud i rummet 26. november 1988, som det fremgår af artiklen, så var Aleksandr Serebrov altså ikke med. På Soyuz TM-7 til rumstation Mir var det Aleksandr Volkov, Sergey Krikalyov og Jean-Loup Chrétien. Serebrov tog først afsted året efter.

Herunder kan du læse sangteksterne som jeg har kopieret dem fra nettet.
Jeg har desværre ikke haft tiden til at sidde og nærlytte, så tilgiv mig hvis de ikke stemmer 100%...

Shine On You Crazy Diamond (1-5) [11:54)

Part 1:Wright, Waters, Gilmour
Part 2:Gilmour, Waters, Wright
Part 3:Waters, Gilmour, Wright
Part 4:Gilmour, Wright, Waters
Part 5:Waters

Remember when you were young,
You shone like the sun.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Now there's a look in your eyes,
Like black holes in the sky.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
You were caught on the crossfire
Of childhood and stardom,
Blown on the steel breeze.
Come on you target for faraway laughter,
Come on you stranger, you legend, you martyr, and shine!

You reached for the secret too soon,
You cried for the moon.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Threatened by shadows at night,
And exposed in the light.
Shine on you crazy diamond.
Well you wore out your welcome
With random percision,
Rode on the steel breeze.
Come on you raver, you seer of visions,
Come on you painter, you piper, you prisoner, and shine!

Learning to Fly (Gilmour,Moore,Ezrin,Carin) [5:27]

Into the distance, a ribbon of black
Stretched to the point of no turning back
A flight of fancy on a windswept field
Standing alone my senses reeled
A fatal attraction holding me fast, how
Can I escape this irresistible grasp?

Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted Just an earth-bound misfit, I

Ice is forming on the tips of my wings
Unheeded warnings, I thought I thought of everything
No navigator to guide my way home
Unladened, empty and turned to stone

A soul in tension that's learning to fly
Condition grounded but determined to try
Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I

Above the planet on a wing and a prayer,
My grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air,
Across the clouds I see my shadow fly
Out of the corner of my watering eye
A dream unthreatened by the morning light
Could blow this soul right through the roof of the night

There's no sensation to compare with this
Suspended animation, A state of bliss
Can't keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I

Yet Another Movie (Gilmour, Leonard) [6:21]

One sound, one single sound
One kiss, one single kiss
A face outside the window pane
However did it come to this?

A man who ran, a child who cried
A girl who heard, a voice that lied
The sun that burned a fiery red
The vision of an empty bed

The use of force, he was so tough
She'll soon submit, she's had enough
The march of fate, the broken will
Someone is lying very still

He has laughed and he has cried
He has fought and he has died
He's just the same as all the rest
He's not the worst, he's not the best

And still this ceaseless murmuring
The babbling that I brook
The seas of faces, eyes upraised
The empty screen, the vacant look

A man in black on a snow white horse,
A pointless life has run its course,
The red rimmed eyes, the tears still run
As he fades into the setting sun

Round and Around (Gilmour) [:33]

(Instrumental)

Sorrow (Gilmour) [9:28]

The sweet smell of a great sorrow lies over the land
Plumes of smoke rise and merge into the leaden sky:
A man lies and dreams of green fields and rivers,
But awakes to a morning with no reason for waking

He's haunted by the memory of a lost paradise
In his youth or a dream, he can't be precise
He's chained forever to a world that's departed
It's not enough, it's not enough

His blood has frozen & curdled with fright
His knees have trembled & given way in the night
His hand has weakened at the moment of truth
His step has faltered

One world, one soul
Time pass, the river rolls

And he talks to the river of lost love and dedication
And silent replies that swirl invitation
Flow dark and troubled to an oily sea
A grim intimation of what is to be

There's an unceasing wind that blows through this night
And there's dust in my eyes, that blinds my sight
And silence that speaks so much louder that words,
Of promises broken

The Dogs of War (Gilmour, Manzanera) [7:19]

Dogs of war and men of hate
With no cause, we don't discriminate
Discovery is to be disowned
Our currency is flesh and bone
Hell opened up and put on sale
Gather 'round and haggle
For hard cash, we will lie and deceive
Even our masters don't know the web we weave

One world, it's a battleground
One world, and we will smash it down
One world ... One world

Invisible transfers, long distance calls,
Hollow laughter in marble halls
Steps have been taken, a silent uproar
Has unleashed the dogs of war
You can't stop what has begun
Signed, sealed, they deliver oblivion
We all have a dark side, to say the least
And dealing in death is the nature of the beast

One world, it's a battleground
One world, and we will smash it down
One world ... One world

The dogs of war don't negotiate
The dogs of war won't capitulate,
They will take and you will give,
And you must die so that they may live
You can knock at any door,
But wherever you go, you know they've been there before
Well winners can lose and things can get strained
But whatever you change, you know the dogs remain.

One world, it's a battleground
One world, and we will smash it down
One world ... One world

On the Turning Away [7:57]

On the turning away
From the pale and downtrodden
And the words they say
Which we won't understand
"Don't accept that what's happening
Is just a case of others' suffering
Or you'll find that you're joining in
The turning away"

It's a sin that somehow
Light is changing to shadow
And casting it's shroud
Over all we have known
Unaware how the ranks have grown
Driven on by a heart of stone
We could find that we're all alone
In the dream of the proud

On the wings of the night
As the daytime is stirring
Where the speechless unite
In a silent accord
Using words you will find are strange
And mesmerized as they light the flame
Feel the new wind of change
On the wings of the night

No more turning away
From the weak and the weary
No more turning away
From the coldness inside
Just a world that we all must share
It's not enough just to stand and stare
Is it only a dream that there'll be
No more turning away?

One of These Days (Waters, Wright, Mason, Gilmour) [6:16]

One of these days, I'm going to cut you into little pieces

Time (Mason, Waters, Wright, Gilmour) [5:16]

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way.
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way.

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain.
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today.
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you.
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun.

So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death.

Every year is getting shorter never seem to find the time.
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time is gone, the song is over,
Thought I'd something more to say.

Wish You Were Here (Waters, Gilmour) [4:49]

So, so you think you can tell
Heaven from Hell,
Blue skys from pain.
Can you tell a green field
From a cold steel rail?
A smile from a veil?
Do you think you can tell?

And did they get you to trade
Your heros for ghosts?
Hot ashes for trees?
Hot air for a cool breeze?
Cold comfort for change?
And did you exchange
A walk on part in the war
For a lead role in a cage?

How I wish, how I wish you were here.
We're just two lost souls
Swimming in a fish bowl,
Year after year,
Running over the same old ground.
What have we found?
The same old fears.
Wish you were here.

Us and Them (Waters, Wright) [7:22]

Us, and them
And after all we're only ordinary men.
Me, and you.
God only knows it's noz what we would choose to do.
Forward he cried from the rear
and the front rank died.
And the general sat and the lines on the map
moved from side to side.
Black and blue
And who knows which is which and who is who.
Up and down.
But in the end it's only round and round.
Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
The poster bearer cried.
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside.

Down and out
It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about.
With, without.
And who'll deny it's what the fighting's all about?
Out of the way, it's a busy day
I've got things on my mind.
For the want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died.

Money (Waters) [9:52]

Money, get away.
Get a good job with good pay and you're okay.
Money, it's a gas.
Grab that cash with both hands and make a stash.
New car, caviar, four star daydream,
Think I'll buy me a football team.

Money, get back.
I'm all right Jack keep your hands off of my stack.
Money, it's a hit.
Don't give me that do goody good bullshit.
I'm in the high-fidelity first class traveling set
And I think I need a Lear jet.

Money, it's a crime.
Share it fairly but don't take a slice of my pie.
Money, so they say
Is the root of all evil today.
But if you ask for a raise it's no surprise that they're
giving none away.

Another Brick in the Wall part 2 (Waters) [5:29]

We don't need no education
We dont need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone!
All in all it's just another brick in the wall.
All in all you're just another brick in the wall.

We don't need no education
We dont need no thought control
No dark sarcasm in the classroom
Teachers leave them kids alone
Hey! Teachers! Leave them kids alone!
All in all it's just another brick in the wall.
All in all you're just another brick in the wall.

Comfortably Numb (Waters) [8:56]

Hello?
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone at home?
Come on, now,
I hear you're feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain
Get you on your feet again.
Relax.
I'll need some information first.
Just the basic facts.
Can you show me where it hurts?

There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I've got that feeling once again
I can't explain you would not understand
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.

O.K.
Just a little pinprick.
There'll be no more aaaaaaaaah!
But you may feel a little sick.
Can you stand up?
I do believe it's working, good.
That'll keep you going through the show
Come on it's time to go.

There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can't hear what you're saying.
When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye.
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown,
The dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.

Run Like Hell (Gilmour, Waters) 7:12

Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run,
Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run.
You better make your face up in Your favorite disguise.
With your button down lips and your Roller blind eyes.
With your empty smile and your hungry heart.
Feel the bile rising from your guilty past.
With your nerves in tatters
as the conchshell shatters
And the hammers batter down the door
you'd better run.

Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run,
Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run, Run.
You better sleep all day and run all night.
Keep your dirty feelings deep inside.
And if you're taking your girlfriend out tonight
You'd better park the car well out of sight.
Cause if they catch you in the back seat trying to pick her locks,
They're gonna send you back to mother in a cardboard box.
You better run.

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