8/5/15

Peter Hammill - Paradox Drive / Now More Than Ever 7" (1982)



Re-up (not requested but I want to re-up each single before to post the singles compilations) of this 1982 single. As I wrote in the previous post, the B-side is not the version you can find on Patience so it's worth the dl. Catch it here.

Some of you might think that there is nothing unreleased here since the A-side is the first song of the Enter K album (that'll be issued in october, one month after this single), and the B-side can be found on Patience, released one year later. But, listening to "Now More Than Ever" more closely, you'll find that the Patience version is not the one that was on the single. And actually, I find the initial one more sapid than the one re-arranged for the LP. Honestly, the eighties were not a good period for Peter Hammill's creativity to my ears. The intimacy and the emotion were diluted in a New Wave-ish approach of music that was too mechanical to be appropriate to Hammill's singularity (a word he took recently for an album's title). Moreover, his lyrics were much less personal (but there were exceptions of course). I can't really understand why this single was released since it had no real chance to enter the charts (so it entered K). However, this is still interesting to hear today.






Paradox Drive. The thought crossed my mind -how curious, why should I want so much shut-eye? Fighting the darkness and furious, oh, but I once more fall into the song...just the normal unconsciousness;could that be wrong? All out into action then all down into sleep -check that attraction, it must be more than skin deep. I've checked the twenty-four hours, I've done the stay-up-all-night; in a certain way that's power, but it's not wired up right. Up for the pleasure, then it's dead to the world; our lives surely measured by the unconscious third.... Living on Paradox Drive, we must be living on Paradox Drive. The thought crossed my mind, how curious -why should I want so much shut-eye? Fighting the darkness and furious... oh, but I once more dropped off to the deep, the sweet comfort of a life on my own, asleep. Up for the pleasure or dead to the world, a life surely measured by the unconscious third... Living on Paradox Drive, we must be living on Paradox Drive. I've checked the twenty-four hours, I've done the stay-up-all-night;in a certain way that's power, but it's not wired up right, it still isn't right.


Now More than Ever. Between coma and consciousness, no hard and fast line, no chance to vote on the motioning eye. A mystical vision or a fall from grace, the chase in slow motion through alien space? I don't know what to make of the dream-time: it seems as though I'm me, but I'm now more than ever happening inside myself - I don't know whether I need anything else. Stored information or secretive clue, so much will fit the design.... one field of life where free will won't cut through: the dream and the unconscious eye, in real time. We surf between waking and the breakers of sleep the unconscious ocean, still waters run deep. We lay down all logic,all sense of control, suspend disbelief in the window of souls. I don't know what to make of the dream-time: it seems as though I'm me, but I'm now more than ever happening only in thought... I don't know whether any sense is caught. Stored information etc....... the dream disappears in the light. In the laboratory they're waking him up: the dreams on the lips but they smash the cup. A psycho-experiment, and there is no doubt --the dream's an experience I go crazy without.... I don't know what to make of the dream-time: it seems as though I'm me, but I'm now more than everhappening inside my head... is this a forever with the ego dead? Stored information etc.......the dream and the unconscious eye. In real time it's now more than ever.




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