Publicación: 18 de enero.
Productores: Martin Turner, John Sherry, Wishbone Ash.
Ingenieros: Martin Moss, Bob Broglia.
Estudios: Surrey Sound Studios, Inglaterra, excepto "Helpless" en Kingsway Recorders, Londres.
Discográfica: MCA Records.
Nº de catalogo: MCF 3052.
Diseño de portada: Colin Elgie.
Fotografía y dirección de arte: Hipgnosis.
Arte (impresiones de color): Maintide.
Management: John Sherry.
Tracks:
Lado 1.
01 Living Proof.
(L. Wisefield, C. Hamill) 5:44
02 Haunting Me.
(M. Turner) 4:34
03 Insomnia.
(M. Turner) 5:10
04 Helpless.
(P. Kendrick) 4:03
Lado 2.
05 Pay the Price.
(M. Turner) 3:35
06 New Rising Star.
(M. Turner) 3:58
07 Master of Disguise.
(A. Powell) 4:26
08 Lifeline.
(M. Turner, A. Powell, L. Wisefield, S. Upton) 6:29
Tiempo total: 38:00 minutos.
Bonus Tracks - Edición Remastered 1998:
09 Come On.
(Chuck Berry) 3:23
10 Fast Johnny.
(M. Turner, A. Powell, L. Wisefield, S. Upton) 4:04
11 Blowin' Free (live).
(A. Powell, S. Upton, T. Turner, M. Turner) 6:34
12 Helpless (live).
(Kendrick) 3:46
Tiempo total: 55:43 minutos.
1980 Living Proof / Jail Bait.
1980 Helpless / Living Proof.
Compact Disc - Edición Japón:
Discográfica: Universal Music.
Nº de catalogo: UICY-94495.
Portada.
Contraportada.
Funda interior.
Funda interior.
Interior.
Interior.
Disco.
Inserto.
Inserto.
Promo.
Sticker de portada.
Fajilla.
Matrix.
Compact Disc - Edición U.K:
Discográfica: Universal Music
Nº de catalogo: MCLD19375
Nº de catalogo: MCLD19375
Portada.
Contraportada.
Interior.
Disco.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Matrix.
Wishbone Ash:
Martin Turner: Voz principal, bajo, guitarra acústica, voces.
Andy Powell: Guitarras eléctricas y acústicas, voces.
Laurie Wisefield: Guitarras eléctricas y acústicas, voces.
Steve Upton: Batería, percusión.
Otros músicos:
Claire Hamill: Voz (tracks 1, 5 y 7).
Ian Kew: Organo (track 7).
Letras:
Living Proof.
(L. Wisefield, C. Hamill)
Why does love have to?
Where does it go to
Outta my door?
How much have you got?
Is it enough for me
Or will I want more?
Oh, oh, you tell me you just want some fun.
Oh, oh, I'm trapped between the fire and the man with the gun.
Time in a vacuum,
Waiting for someone to say what they think.
But all that pretending doesn't convince me
'Cause they just want to buy me a drink.
Oh, oh, you tell me you want to be free.
Oh, oh, baby, I'm trapped between the devil and the deep blue sea.
It's night in the city,
I'm filled with self-pity -
I'm taking the air.
If somebody hits me
Here in this city,
I swear I just don't care.
Oh, oh, just looking for proof.
Oh, oh, I'm trapped like a cat on a hot tin roof.
Oh, oh, just looking for proof.
Oh, oh, I'm trapped like a cat on a hot tin roof.
I got to have proof,
I got to have proof,
I got to have proof,
I got to have proof.
Haunting Me.
(M. Turner)
Sit down, girl, beside me,
Come tell me 'bout your life.
Got so much to talk about,
Yeah, we could stay out all night.
Long time ago we were lovers
Like no one ever knew.
Long time ago
Your face was falling out of view.
Haunting me
I used to say that you were haunting me.
Haunting me
You know your memory was haunting me.
Now when I'm looking at you
I see more than just a pretty face.
Well, I say I want you with me, girl,
Because no one could take your place.
Long time ago we were too free
And easy to fool.
Long time ago we thought
That the fire would cool.
Insomnia.
(M. Turner)
When you've done something wrong
And karma has come
To settle the score with you.
The snake in you is crawling
Pinned to the ground,
Eyes open wide and blue.
Insomnia
Closer, but no closer.
Insomnia
Closer, but no closer.
The night you were laid
When you had it made
When everything fell into place.
Higher and higher
Too fast to miss a beat,
Body and bones as well.
Insomnia
Burning like a hell.
Insomnia
Oh, burning, yes, burning like a hell.
Where does it come from?
Where does it go?
Flowing over your skin,
Walking and talking,
Dancing till dawn,
When you just can't give in to
Insomnia
Waiting to get you.
Insomnia
Waiting to get you.
Waiting to, waiting to get you, inso...
Waiting to, waiting to get you, inso...
Don't let it, don't let it, inso...
Don't let it, don't let it,
Don't let it get you.
Helpless.
(P. Kendrick)
Ooh, there's something happening, ooh.
Ooh, there's something happening, ooh. (Repeat)
Won't you take my love forever,
Won't you take my love for you,
Won't you take my love together,
Won't you give me your love too?
I will give you my love gladly
And I hope you'll give me yours.
Somehow we can live together -
Could not love you any more.
I'm so helpless, helpless -
I can feel you're helpless too.
I'm so helpless, helpless -
So helpless without you.
Pay the Price.
(M. Turner)
Hey you know
Baby don't care who's mad about her,
Always got the boys hanging out to get her,
Knows just when to smile
But she can bite like a crocodile.
Don't want to get heavy, don't ask me why,
Got everything in place from her foot to her eyelash.
Just might dance, but not for a while
She don't want nobody cramping her style.
Knows it when you think she's nice,
But if you want her to be yours, boy,
You got to pay the price.
Better get ready for tears and sorrow -
She'll be here today and she'll be gone tomorrow
Waving her pretty hand.
She's got a date with another man.
Too busy to stay in one place too long,
Got itchy feet, got to be moving on.
See you again, out on the tiles,
Your broken heart will mend, baby, up in a while.
Now you know she's cold as ice
And if you want her to be yours, boy,
You got to pay the price.
New Rising Star.
(M. Turner)
The ugly mess you thought you were is fading fast
Now something's spoken through its virtues
The night of black is rolling back at long last
The wheel of fate turns to your fortune.
New rising star, sinister symphony
New rising sun shines on in sympathy.
Skin deep-so cheap, this thing called beauty
Beholder, railroader, cold shoulder
Identity is more than you find in the mirror
I watched you grow your own in the dust of the bones
From your older days.
New rising star, sinister symphony
New rising sun shines on in sympathy.
You were a stranger in your homeland
Reborn on a spage-age street, transformation complete
The fags and bitches, rags and riches,
Leave them to the rest
Your soul has found its pride inside its own breast.
New rising star, sinister symphony
New rising sun shines on in sympathy.
Master of Disguise.
(A. Powell)
I'm a master of disguise,
Mystery in your eyes,
Travelling the backroads of your country.
Well, you think you've got my number
And then again, you wonder
Will you ever get to find the real me.
Things are not always
As they first may seem
It's like living in a dream.
So you'd like me to reveal
All that I know and feel
At the risk of causing panic and destruction.
Well, there's a method to this madness.
I don't mean to cause you sadness
My course is strictly governed by instruction.
Things are not always
As they first may seem
It's like living in a dream.
I'm a master of disguise
Not about to compromise
My position in this scheme of worldly values.
Ah, they're calling out my name.
I've promised to remain
Ever faithful to the memory of what is true.
Things are not always
As they first may seem
It's like living in a dream.
Oh, I'm living in a dream,
I'm high, I'm high.
In the cold, cold night, I'm high.
Lifeline.
(M. Turner, A. Powell, L. Wisefield, S. Upton)
Like a fighter that lost his will to kill
You knew it was time to go,
But as I lay in a state of surrender
You chose me to say your last hello.
Like a fighter that lost his will to kill
You knew it was time to go.
You came upon me
As I lay in a state of surrender.
You say you're not afraid
You know me well.
Because I felt you die
Why did you say you would touch me?
The wind blew sugar-sweet
As you passed that silver life line.
Come On.
(Chuck Berry)
Everything is wrong since me and my baby parted,
All day long I'm walkin', 'cause I can't get my car started.
Laid off from my job, and I can't afford to check it -
I wish someone would come along right into it and wreck it!
Come on! I can't get started,
Come on! Since me and my baby parted,
Come on! I can't afford to check it,
I wish someone would come along right into it and wreck it!
Come on!
Everything is wrong, since I've been without you.
Every night I lie awake, thinking about you.
Every time the phone rings, it sounds like thunder -
Some stupid jerk tryin' to reach another number!
Come on! Since I've been without you,
Come on! Steady thinkin' about you,
Come on! Phone sounds like thunder -
Some stupid jerk tryin' to reach another number!
Come on!
Now everything is wrong since I last saw you baby,
I really want to see you, and I don't mean maybe.
I'm doin' everything to try to make you see
That I belong to you, and you belong to me.
Come on! I wanna see you baby,
Come on! I don't mean maybe.
Come on! I'm tryin' to make you see
That I belong to you, and you belong to me!
Come on!
Come on, come on, come on...
Fast Johnny.
(M. Turner, A. Powell, L. Wisefield, S. Upton)
I fell in love with a dark-eyed lady,
She seemed to be on her own,
And from nowhere when I came over -
A princess without a throne.
That night as I was takin' her home,
I got a feelin' that we weren't alone.
Keep your hands on the wheel, we got a tail there,
Tryin' to put us off the road.
What are you gonna do when a man from her past catches up with you?
What are you gonna do when he wants to make a claim on you?
Fast Johnny, I'm flat on the boards -
Fast Johnny, I'm cutting the corners -
Fast Johnny, I'm closin' the door -
Fast Johnny, don't chase me in your car no more!
You know nobody can drive quite like I can,
Runnin' every red light in town,
We danced on the floor, danced on the street,
Danced as the wheels turned around.
Maybe Johnny, you'll meet your match
When you look into my Chevy's eyes,
Keep your engine hot and running,
'Cause this sweet little honey's gonna take you by surprise.
What are you gonna do when a man from her past catches up with you?
What are you gonna do when he wants to make a claim on you?
Fast Johnny, I'm flat on the boards -
Fast Johnny, I'm cuttin' the corners -
Fast Johnny, I'm closin' the door -
Fast Johnny, don't chase me in your car no more!
Blowin' Free (live).
(A. Powell, S. Upton, T. Turner, M. Turner)
I thought I had a girl
I know, because I seen her
Her hair was golden brown
Blowin' free like a cornfield.
She was far away
I found it hard to reach her
She told me "You can try"
But it's impossible to find her.
In my dreams everything was alright
In your schemes you can only try.
I thought I had a girl
I know, because I seen her
Her hair was golden brown
Blowin' free like a cornfield.
Martin Turner: Voz principal, bajo, guitarra acústica, voces.
Andy Powell: Guitarras eléctricas y acústicas, voces.
Laurie Wisefield: Guitarras eléctricas y acústicas, voces.
Steve Upton: Batería, percusión.
Otros músicos:
Claire Hamill: Voz (tracks 1, 5 y 7).
Ian Kew: Organo (track 7).
Letras:
Living Proof.
(L. Wisefield, C. Hamill)
Why does love have to?
Where does it go to
Outta my door?
How much have you got?
Is it enough for me
Or will I want more?
Oh, oh, you tell me you just want some fun.
Oh, oh, I'm trapped between the fire and the man with the gun.
Time in a vacuum,
Waiting for someone to say what they think.
But all that pretending doesn't convince me
'Cause they just want to buy me a drink.
Oh, oh, you tell me you want to be free.
Oh, oh, baby, I'm trapped between the devil and the deep blue sea.
It's night in the city,
I'm filled with self-pity -
I'm taking the air.
If somebody hits me
Here in this city,
I swear I just don't care.
Oh, oh, just looking for proof.
Oh, oh, I'm trapped like a cat on a hot tin roof.
Oh, oh, just looking for proof.
Oh, oh, I'm trapped like a cat on a hot tin roof.
I got to have proof,
I got to have proof,
I got to have proof,
I got to have proof.
Haunting Me.
(M. Turner)
Sit down, girl, beside me,
Come tell me 'bout your life.
Got so much to talk about,
Yeah, we could stay out all night.
Long time ago we were lovers
Like no one ever knew.
Long time ago
Your face was falling out of view.
Haunting me
I used to say that you were haunting me.
Haunting me
You know your memory was haunting me.
Now when I'm looking at you
I see more than just a pretty face.
Well, I say I want you with me, girl,
Because no one could take your place.
Long time ago we were too free
And easy to fool.
Long time ago we thought
That the fire would cool.
Insomnia.
(M. Turner)
When you've done something wrong
And karma has come
To settle the score with you.
The snake in you is crawling
Pinned to the ground,
Eyes open wide and blue.
Insomnia
Closer, but no closer.
Insomnia
Closer, but no closer.
The night you were laid
When you had it made
When everything fell into place.
Higher and higher
Too fast to miss a beat,
Body and bones as well.
Insomnia
Burning like a hell.
Insomnia
Oh, burning, yes, burning like a hell.
Where does it come from?
Where does it go?
Flowing over your skin,
Walking and talking,
Dancing till dawn,
When you just can't give in to
Insomnia
Waiting to get you.
Insomnia
Waiting to get you.
Waiting to, waiting to get you, inso...
Waiting to, waiting to get you, inso...
Don't let it, don't let it, inso...
Don't let it, don't let it,
Don't let it get you.
Helpless.
(P. Kendrick)
Ooh, there's something happening, ooh.
Ooh, there's something happening, ooh. (Repeat)
Won't you take my love forever,
Won't you take my love for you,
Won't you take my love together,
Won't you give me your love too?
I will give you my love gladly
And I hope you'll give me yours.
Somehow we can live together -
Could not love you any more.
I'm so helpless, helpless -
I can feel you're helpless too.
I'm so helpless, helpless -
So helpless without you.
Pay the Price.
(M. Turner)
Hey you know
Baby don't care who's mad about her,
Always got the boys hanging out to get her,
Knows just when to smile
But she can bite like a crocodile.
Don't want to get heavy, don't ask me why,
Got everything in place from her foot to her eyelash.
Just might dance, but not for a while
She don't want nobody cramping her style.
Knows it when you think she's nice,
But if you want her to be yours, boy,
You got to pay the price.
Better get ready for tears and sorrow -
She'll be here today and she'll be gone tomorrow
Waving her pretty hand.
She's got a date with another man.
Too busy to stay in one place too long,
Got itchy feet, got to be moving on.
See you again, out on the tiles,
Your broken heart will mend, baby, up in a while.
Now you know she's cold as ice
And if you want her to be yours, boy,
You got to pay the price.
New Rising Star.
(M. Turner)
The ugly mess you thought you were is fading fast
Now something's spoken through its virtues
The night of black is rolling back at long last
The wheel of fate turns to your fortune.
New rising star, sinister symphony
New rising sun shines on in sympathy.
Skin deep-so cheap, this thing called beauty
Beholder, railroader, cold shoulder
Identity is more than you find in the mirror
I watched you grow your own in the dust of the bones
From your older days.
New rising star, sinister symphony
New rising sun shines on in sympathy.
You were a stranger in your homeland
Reborn on a spage-age street, transformation complete
The fags and bitches, rags and riches,
Leave them to the rest
Your soul has found its pride inside its own breast.
New rising star, sinister symphony
New rising sun shines on in sympathy.
Master of Disguise.
(A. Powell)
I'm a master of disguise,
Mystery in your eyes,
Travelling the backroads of your country.
Well, you think you've got my number
And then again, you wonder
Will you ever get to find the real me.
Things are not always
As they first may seem
It's like living in a dream.
So you'd like me to reveal
All that I know and feel
At the risk of causing panic and destruction.
Well, there's a method to this madness.
I don't mean to cause you sadness
My course is strictly governed by instruction.
Things are not always
As they first may seem
It's like living in a dream.
I'm a master of disguise
Not about to compromise
My position in this scheme of worldly values.
Ah, they're calling out my name.
I've promised to remain
Ever faithful to the memory of what is true.
Things are not always
As they first may seem
It's like living in a dream.
Oh, I'm living in a dream,
I'm high, I'm high.
In the cold, cold night, I'm high.
Lifeline.
(M. Turner, A. Powell, L. Wisefield, S. Upton)
Like a fighter that lost his will to kill
You knew it was time to go,
But as I lay in a state of surrender
You chose me to say your last hello.
Like a fighter that lost his will to kill
You knew it was time to go.
You came upon me
As I lay in a state of surrender.
You say you're not afraid
You know me well.
Because I felt you die
Why did you say you would touch me?
The wind blew sugar-sweet
As you passed that silver life line.
Come On.
(Chuck Berry)
Everything is wrong since me and my baby parted,
All day long I'm walkin', 'cause I can't get my car started.
Laid off from my job, and I can't afford to check it -
I wish someone would come along right into it and wreck it!
Come on! I can't get started,
Come on! Since me and my baby parted,
Come on! I can't afford to check it,
I wish someone would come along right into it and wreck it!
Come on!
Everything is wrong, since I've been without you.
Every night I lie awake, thinking about you.
Every time the phone rings, it sounds like thunder -
Some stupid jerk tryin' to reach another number!
Come on! Since I've been without you,
Come on! Steady thinkin' about you,
Come on! Phone sounds like thunder -
Some stupid jerk tryin' to reach another number!
Come on!
Now everything is wrong since I last saw you baby,
I really want to see you, and I don't mean maybe.
I'm doin' everything to try to make you see
That I belong to you, and you belong to me.
Come on! I wanna see you baby,
Come on! I don't mean maybe.
Come on! I'm tryin' to make you see
That I belong to you, and you belong to me!
Come on!
Come on, come on, come on...
Fast Johnny.
(M. Turner, A. Powell, L. Wisefield, S. Upton)
I fell in love with a dark-eyed lady,
She seemed to be on her own,
And from nowhere when I came over -
A princess without a throne.
That night as I was takin' her home,
I got a feelin' that we weren't alone.
Keep your hands on the wheel, we got a tail there,
Tryin' to put us off the road.
What are you gonna do when a man from her past catches up with you?
What are you gonna do when he wants to make a claim on you?
Fast Johnny, I'm flat on the boards -
Fast Johnny, I'm cutting the corners -
Fast Johnny, I'm closin' the door -
Fast Johnny, don't chase me in your car no more!
You know nobody can drive quite like I can,
Runnin' every red light in town,
We danced on the floor, danced on the street,
Danced as the wheels turned around.
Maybe Johnny, you'll meet your match
When you look into my Chevy's eyes,
Keep your engine hot and running,
'Cause this sweet little honey's gonna take you by surprise.
What are you gonna do when a man from her past catches up with you?
What are you gonna do when he wants to make a claim on you?
Fast Johnny, I'm flat on the boards -
Fast Johnny, I'm cuttin' the corners -
Fast Johnny, I'm closin' the door -
Fast Johnny, don't chase me in your car no more!
Blowin' Free (live).
(A. Powell, S. Upton, T. Turner, M. Turner)
I thought I had a girl
I know, because I seen her
Her hair was golden brown
Blowin' free like a cornfield.
She was far away
I found it hard to reach her
She told me "You can try"
But it's impossible to find her.
In my dreams everything was alright
In your schemes you can only try.
I thought I had a girl
I know, because I seen her
Her hair was golden brown
Blowin' free like a cornfield.
Videos:
Helpless - Live promo 1980.
Living Proof - Live Vienna 27 March 1980.
Enlaces:
Wishboneash.com: http://wishboneash.com/albums/Just_Testing/
Wikipedia: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Just_Testing
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