Publicación: 28 de septiembre.
Productor, ingeniero: Alan Parsons.
Asistente de ingeniero: Wayne Wilkins.
Asociados musicales: Ian Bairnson & Stuart Elliot.
Grabación: Enero y Mayo, 1999.
Estudios: Parsonics, Inglaterra, U.K.
Grabación adicional: Bair Studios, Inglaterra, U.K.
Orquesta grabada en: Olympic Studios, Inglaterra, U.K.
Masterizado: Chris Blair.
En: Abbey Road Studios, Inglaterra, U.K.
Discográfica U.K : CNR Music.
Nº de catalogo: 2004320.
Discográfica U.S.A: Miramar Recordings.
Nº de catalogo: 09006-23146-2.
Diseño de portada: Peter Curzon, Storm Thorgerson.
Asistente: Nick Stone.
Fotografía: Rupert Truman, Tony May.
Ilustración: Finlay Cowan.
Tracks:
01 The Time Machine (Part 1).
(Stuart Elliott) 4:54
02 Temporalia.
(Parsons) 1:00
03 Out Of The Blue.
(Bairnson) 4:54
04 Call Up.
(Bairnson) 5:13
05 Ignorance Is Bliss.
(Bairnson) 6:45
06 Rubber Universe.
(Bairnson) 3:52
07 The Call Of The Wild.
(Bairnson) 5:22
08 No Future In The Past.
(Elliott) 4:46
09 Press Rewind.
(Elliott) 4:20
10 The Very Last Time.
(Bairnson) 3:42
11 Far Ago And Long Away.
(Bairnson) 5:14
12 The Time Machine (Part 2).
(Elliott) 1:47
Bonus track:
13 Dr. Evil (edit).
3:23
Tiempo total: 51:50 minutos.
Compact Disc - Edición U.S.A:
Discográfica: Miramar Recordings.
Nº de catalogo: 09006-23146-2.
Portada.
Contraportada.
Disco.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Booklet.
Alan Parsons:
Guitarras acústicas, teclados, órgano.
Músicos:
Ian Bairnson: Guitarras, teclados, mandolina, saxofón.
Stuart Elliott: Teclados, programación de teclado, batería, programación de batería, percusiones, arreglo orquestal.
Tony Hadley, Neil Lockwood, Colin Blunstone, Moya Brennan, Beverley Craven, Graham Dye, Chris Rainbow: Voz.
Richard Cottle: Teclados, teclados adicionales.
Andrew Powell: arreglo orquestal y dirección.
John Giblin: Bajo.
Robyn Smith: Teclados, piano.
Kathryn Tickell: Gaitas, pipas de Northumbria.
Julian Sutton: Melodeon.
Claire Orsler: Viola.
Jackie Norrie, Julia Singleton: Violín.
The Philharmonia Orchestra: Orquesta.
Clio Gould: Líder de orquesta.
Chris Rainbow, Stuart Elliott: voces adicionales.
Mike Myers: Voz (Dr. Evil).
Prof. Frank Close: Narración (Temporalia - Extracto de "Equinox - The Rubber Universe").
Letras:
The Time Machine (Part 1).
(Stuart Elliott)
Instrumental.
Temporalia.
(Parsons)
Instrumental.
Out Of The Blue.
(Bairnson)
Out of the blue
I come sailing
Through the years
Through the years
What do i do?
Now that i've seen
All our hopes
And all of our fears
And i'm riding a lonely highway
I'm the man from out of the blue
Yes i'm riding a lonely highway
I'm the man from out of the blue
I travel far
Yet no distance
I'm still here
Always here
So follow the call
To our senses
Still there's hope
Behind the fear
And i'm riding a lonely highway
'cause i'm the man from out of the blue
And i'm riding a lonely highway
I'm the man from out of the blue
Yes i'm riding a lonely highway
I'm the man from out of the blue.
Call Up.
(Bairnson)
No one ever lived a thousand years
Not like things we do or say
Some of those who really changed this world
We would welcome back today
They could really light the way
So call up Otis
Call up Marvin
Call for Buddy. bring them on
Call for Ludwig
And for Johann
We need Lennon. we mean John
Words live longer than a thousand years
Listen hard to what they say
Single voices that would change this world
We would welcome back today
They would really light the way
So call up Jimi
Let's have Stevie
Look for miles to take the floor
Call for Billie
Yell for Ella
Call up eEvis. we'll need more
So call up Einstein
Bring back Darwin
Call for Newton, and Luther King
We need Ghandi
Call Da Vinci
Call for Jesus. and ask him in
If we live another thousand years
Who could help along the way?
Some of those who came and changed this world
We would welcome back today
They would really light the way
So call up Garbo
Let's have Mansfield
Maybe Monroe, no she's for sure
Call Sinatra
Come on Crosby
Is that Bogie at the door?
Bring on Bergman
How about Dietrich
Let's have James Dean leave the car
Call Picasso
We need Monet
Let's have Rembrandt and Renoir
Call up Groucho
Come on Gable
Bring on Hitchcock and let's get Wilde
Come on Gershwin
Let's call Porter
Maybe Duke could show some style
Call up Shakespeare
Bring on Byron
We need Shelley, and maybe Keats
Come on Wordsworth
Bring on Browning
Robert Burns, and HG Wells.
Ignorance Is Bliss.
(Bairnson)
I find this paradise and rest beside a river
No need to walk another mile
It seems like everyone has everything that wishes could provide
But no one seems to smile
You won't believe me when i tell you this is fantasy
Don't ask how long all this can last
The same old sun will rise and make tomorrow just like yesterday
And so your time will pass
A shelter from the storm
A room without a view
A place where you belong
And like a mother's kiss
That carries you to sleep
The ignorance is bliss
One day the wind may change and blow at your defences
And shake the ground on which you stand
One day the tide may turn and wash away your castles in the sand
And silence rule the land
A shelter from the storm
A room without a view
A place where you belong
And like a mother's kiss
That carries you to sleep
The ignorance is bliss
One day the wind will change and blow away your wonderland
Blue skies will soon be overcast
One day the tide will turn and wash away your castles in the sand
And you'll find peace.
Rubber Universe.
(Bairnson)
Instrumental.
The Call Of The Wild.
(Bairnson)
Well I've talked to the wind and i've listened to rain
I have climbed to the clouds and i've cried out with pain
This life is for living so come to my side
And open your heart
We are all of one nation, all of one creed
We are all out of nature, all of one seed
We are in this together, man, woman and child
So open your heart to the call of the wild
We talk the same language in different tongues
We're somebody's daughters and somebody's sons
But those who believe we are head of the chain
May wake up to find we are all that remain
There is no need to fear what we don't understand
For we breathe the same air and we walk the same land
The strong and the anxious, the meek and the mild
All dance to the drum.
No Future In The Past.
(Elliott)
Yesterdays come easy
They're looking back at you
The sun will rise tomorrow
There's nothing you can do
It's the same old story
Coming round again
What is done is done now
You know you can't hold back the rain
And there's no future in the past
So take it slow
You could be saving the situation now
You'd better run like the devil if you still know how
You know the tide is turning
It's got you on the run
Your last bridge is burning
No time for having fun
Time will wait for no one
To get their day's work done
We're in this boat together
You know one and one and one ain't one
We've come a long long way
Maybe one day you'll see the light
But don't let it die
Don't let it fade away into the night
Yesterdays come easy
They're looking back at you
The sun will rise tomorrow
There's nothing you can do
It's the same old story
Coming round again
What is done is done now
You know you can't hold back the rain
Press Rewind.
(Elliott)
If you could press rewind and do it all again
Would you change your mind, would you change a thing
Would you make it easy, would you make it hard
Would you play the game under another name
Or ask the dealer for one more card
Bang your drum, sing your song
Don't give up, keep the faith, it won't be long
You've been high, you've been low
Press rewind and let it go
Have you had your say, seen all you wanted to see
Or did your dream give way to reality
Don't think it's all too late for you to even try
Before you clip your wings, see what this life brings
You've waited too long it's time to fly
Do you believe in fate and what is meant to be
Could you imagine life without a guarantee
Would you appreciate that time was on your side
A flash of second sight, a chance to do it right
Is something money just can't buy-
The Very Last Time.
(Bairnson)
I need to remember the day
When we said goodbye for the very last time
There was still so much to say
But time came between us and quietly stole you away
Let me remember the day
We walk to the garden and sit for a while
The hours are slipping away
Still i try to hold them and freeze them in time
So leave me believing we'll meet here again
Promise me some kind of sign
As each day turns into night
I blow out the candle and turn down the sheet
And now that you've risen so high
I know that you watch over me as i sleep
Always believing we'll meet up again
Waiting for some kind of sign
So now i remember the day
When we said goodbye for the very last time
But no one can take you away
Never a very last time.
Far Ago And Long Away.
(Bairnson)
Instrumental.
The Time Machine (Part 2).
(Elliott)
Instrumental.
Bonus track:
Dr. Evil (edit).
Dialogo de Mike Myers tomado de la película "Austin Powers: The Spy Who Shagged Me" de 1999.
"La clave de este plan es el gigantesco láser. Fue inventado por el renombrado físico de Cambridge, el Dr. Parsons. Por ello lo llamaremos el Alan Parsons Project (Proyecto de Alan Parsons).
He convertido esta luna en lo que llamo una Estrella de la Muerte.
El Proyecto de Alan Parsons destruirá Washington, D. C.
Sr. Presidente, permítame demostrar la fantástica letalidad del Proyecto de Alan Parsons.
Damas y caballeros, he desarrollado un dispositivo para viajar a través del tiempo al que llamaré una "Máquina del Tiempo". Usando esta "Máquina del Tiempo", voy a regresar a los sesentas y robar el mojo de Austin Powers".
Alan Parsons:
Músicos:
Ian Bairnson: Guitarras, teclados, mandolina, saxofón.
Stuart Elliott: Teclados, programación de teclado, batería, programación de batería, percusiones, arreglo orquestal.
Tony Hadley, Neil Lockwood, Colin Blunstone, Moya Brennan, Beverley Craven, Graham Dye, Chris Rainbow: Voz.
Richard Cottle: Teclados, teclados adicionales.
Andrew Powell: arreglo orquestal y dirección.
John Giblin: Bajo.
Robyn Smith: Teclados, piano.
Kathryn Tickell: Gaitas, pipas de Northumbria.
Julian Sutton: Melodeon.
Claire Orsler: Viola.
Jackie Norrie, Julia Singleton: Violín.
The Philharmonia Orchestra: Orquesta.
Clio Gould: Líder de orquesta.
Chris Rainbow, Stuart Elliott: voces adicionales.
Mike Myers: Voz (Dr. Evil).
Prof. Frank Close: Narración (Temporalia - Extracto de "Equinox - The Rubber Universe").
Letras:
The Time Machine (Part 1).
(Stuart Elliott)
Instrumental.
Temporalia.
(Parsons)
Instrumental.
Out Of The Blue.
(Bairnson)
Out of the blue
I come sailing
Through the years
Through the years
What do i do?
Now that i've seen
All our hopes
And all of our fears
And i'm riding a lonely highway
I'm the man from out of the blue
Yes i'm riding a lonely highway
I'm the man from out of the blue
I travel far
Yet no distance
I'm still here
Always here
So follow the call
To our senses
Still there's hope
Behind the fear
And i'm riding a lonely highway
'cause i'm the man from out of the blue
And i'm riding a lonely highway
I'm the man from out of the blue
Yes i'm riding a lonely highway
I'm the man from out of the blue.
Call Up.
(Bairnson)
No one ever lived a thousand years
Not like things we do or say
Some of those who really changed this world
We would welcome back today
They could really light the way
So call up Otis
Call up Marvin
Call for Buddy. bring them on
Call for Ludwig
And for Johann
We need Lennon. we mean John
Words live longer than a thousand years
Listen hard to what they say
Single voices that would change this world
We would welcome back today
They would really light the way
So call up Jimi
Let's have Stevie
Look for miles to take the floor
Call for Billie
Yell for Ella
Call up eEvis. we'll need more
So call up Einstein
Bring back Darwin
Call for Newton, and Luther King
We need Ghandi
Call Da Vinci
Call for Jesus. and ask him in
If we live another thousand years
Who could help along the way?
Some of those who came and changed this world
We would welcome back today
They would really light the way
So call up Garbo
Let's have Mansfield
Maybe Monroe, no she's for sure
Call Sinatra
Come on Crosby
Is that Bogie at the door?
Bring on Bergman
How about Dietrich
Let's have James Dean leave the car
Call Picasso
We need Monet
Let's have Rembrandt and Renoir
Call up Groucho
Come on Gable
Bring on Hitchcock and let's get Wilde
Come on Gershwin
Let's call Porter
Maybe Duke could show some style
Call up Shakespeare
Bring on Byron
We need Shelley, and maybe Keats
Come on Wordsworth
Bring on Browning
Robert Burns, and HG Wells.
Ignorance Is Bliss.
(Bairnson)
I find this paradise and rest beside a river
No need to walk another mile
It seems like everyone has everything that wishes could provide
But no one seems to smile
You won't believe me when i tell you this is fantasy
Don't ask how long all this can last
The same old sun will rise and make tomorrow just like yesterday
And so your time will pass
A shelter from the storm
A room without a view
A place where you belong
And like a mother's kiss
That carries you to sleep
The ignorance is bliss
One day the wind may change and blow at your defences
And shake the ground on which you stand
One day the tide may turn and wash away your castles in the sand
And silence rule the land
A shelter from the storm
A room without a view
A place where you belong
And like a mother's kiss
That carries you to sleep
The ignorance is bliss
One day the wind will change and blow away your wonderland
Blue skies will soon be overcast
One day the tide will turn and wash away your castles in the sand
And you'll find peace.
Rubber Universe.
(Bairnson)
Instrumental.
The Call Of The Wild.
(Bairnson)
Well I've talked to the wind and i've listened to rain
I have climbed to the clouds and i've cried out with pain
This life is for living so come to my side
And open your heart
We are all of one nation, all of one creed
We are all out of nature, all of one seed
We are in this together, man, woman and child
So open your heart to the call of the wild
We talk the same language in different tongues
We're somebody's daughters and somebody's sons
But those who believe we are head of the chain
May wake up to find we are all that remain
There is no need to fear what we don't understand
For we breathe the same air and we walk the same land
The strong and the anxious, the meek and the mild
All dance to the drum.
No Future In The Past.
(Elliott)
Yesterdays come easy
They're looking back at you
The sun will rise tomorrow
There's nothing you can do
It's the same old story
Coming round again
What is done is done now
You know you can't hold back the rain
And there's no future in the past
So take it slow
You could be saving the situation now
You'd better run like the devil if you still know how
You know the tide is turning
It's got you on the run
Your last bridge is burning
No time for having fun
Time will wait for no one
To get their day's work done
We're in this boat together
You know one and one and one ain't one
We've come a long long way
Maybe one day you'll see the light
But don't let it die
Don't let it fade away into the night
Yesterdays come easy
They're looking back at you
The sun will rise tomorrow
There's nothing you can do
It's the same old story
Coming round again
What is done is done now
You know you can't hold back the rain
Press Rewind.
(Elliott)
If you could press rewind and do it all again
Would you change your mind, would you change a thing
Would you make it easy, would you make it hard
Would you play the game under another name
Or ask the dealer for one more card
Bang your drum, sing your song
Don't give up, keep the faith, it won't be long
You've been high, you've been low
Press rewind and let it go
Have you had your say, seen all you wanted to see
Or did your dream give way to reality
Don't think it's all too late for you to even try
Before you clip your wings, see what this life brings
You've waited too long it's time to fly
Do you believe in fate and what is meant to be
Could you imagine life without a guarantee
Would you appreciate that time was on your side
A flash of second sight, a chance to do it right
Is something money just can't buy-
The Very Last Time.
(Bairnson)
I need to remember the day
When we said goodbye for the very last time
There was still so much to say
But time came between us and quietly stole you away
Let me remember the day
We walk to the garden and sit for a while
The hours are slipping away
Still i try to hold them and freeze them in time
So leave me believing we'll meet here again
Promise me some kind of sign
As each day turns into night
I blow out the candle and turn down the sheet
And now that you've risen so high
I know that you watch over me as i sleep
Always believing we'll meet up again
Waiting for some kind of sign
So now i remember the day
When we said goodbye for the very last time
But no one can take you away
Never a very last time.
Far Ago And Long Away.
(Bairnson)
Instrumental.
The Time Machine (Part 2).
(Elliott)
Instrumental.
Bonus track:
Dr. Evil (edit).
Dialogo de Mike Myers tomado de la película "Austin Powers: The Spy Who Shagged Me" de 1999.
"La clave de este plan es el gigantesco láser. Fue inventado por el renombrado físico de Cambridge, el Dr. Parsons. Por ello lo llamaremos el Alan Parsons Project (Proyecto de Alan Parsons).
He convertido esta luna en lo que llamo una Estrella de la Muerte.
El Proyecto de Alan Parsons destruirá Washington, D. C.
Sr. Presidente, permítame demostrar la fantástica letalidad del Proyecto de Alan Parsons.
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