Behind The SunMarch 2014
2x 12″ / CD
Rune Grammofon RLP3155
Rune Grammofon RCD2155
Stickman Records Psychobabble 078
Gorgeous 180g 2LP edition includes etching, one black and one white LP as well as the CD. And a special feature…
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Side A
- Etching!
Side B
- Cloudwalker ( A Darker Blue) {6:06}
(Sæther)
- Ghost {6:38}
(Sæther)
- On A Plate {4:09}
(Ryan/Sæther)
- The Promise {4:40}
(Ryan/Sæther)
Side C
- Kvæstor (incl. Where Greyhounds Dare) {7:09}
(Kapstad/Ryan/Sæther)
- Hell, Part 4-6: Traitor/The Tapestry/Swiss Cheese Mountain {12:21}
(Ryan/Sæther)
Side D
- Entropy {7:23}
(Sæther)
- The Magic & The Wonder (A Love Theme) {4:41}
(Sæther)
- Hell, Part 7: Victim Of Rock {7:36}
(Kapstad/Ryan/Sæther)
LYRICS
Cloudwalker (A Darker Blue )
I’ve seen oblivion wink so temptingly
The act of leaving finally set you free
I’ve planted one foot solidly in air :
In make believe
I like the notion better than the thing
I like the romance better than the fling
I like the gospel better than the church
Who made it untrue
Cloudwalker
Give me the fog, where outlines fade away
Where rules are something (you have) chosen to obey
This duty isn’t what I signed up for, so let me go
I’ve felt the calling, heard it loud and clear
Removed so far it changes into near
Transformation: useless sinful flesh
to sacred idea
Cloudwalker
Free me – don’t leave me hanging on
Free me – don’t let it turn to blue
Cloudwalker/don’t let go/don’t say stop
Ghost
please understand: it doesn’t matter
cause right now you don’t exist
you have no place, you have no purpose
and you’re never ever missed.
I hope that you’re flattered: you’ve picked the scab off the sore
so utterly worthless – it’s a hollow point you’ve scored…
its a high stakes game you’re running,
but I’m not playing anymore
it’s just endless repetition
and I have heard it all before
I see you’ve found a good companion
I think you got what you deserve
I understand and I no longer worry:
you have a brand new master to serve
Let’s stop feeling guilty. I’m too tired and I’m closing the door
I hope you’re happy, cuz I’m not even sure I really know you anymore…
On a Plate
jammed, all and everything stuck in a rut
(the) window of opportunity shut
Go, while you still have the will to do –
go pour your goo on someone new
Now your mind is doing time in its own prison
Feeding on itself ignoring sense and intuition:
A vile, bitter dish, topped with hate served on a plate
Whoever said it was easy out there?
Vile and deceitful you’re wearing your crown
It will just weigh your moth-ridden conciense
down down down ….
The Promise
it’s a feeling inside of me, but I can’t seem to find the key
to neither open or shut away this nagging notion
there’s a wall and a golden door, a maze to navigate to reach the core
one that’s never been reached before – an endless ocean
of Promise!
…of golden promise
We’re all alone in the multitude, with our ways and our attitudes:
plain simple and solid dudes, that die each Sunday
but there is something outside of this valley of consumer bliss
something too precious, too great to miss: to throw away
A Promise!
… a golden promise
so gimme something to hold on to, something important that feels brand new.
it doesen’t matter what it claims to do: I’ll take my chances
acquisition is meaningless and I’m so tired of this emptyness
there is nothing worthwhile to possess –
that beats the trances, dizzying dances ….- oh, those open expanses
of The Promise!
The golden promise
Hell pt 4-6
Traitor
I did my best to be your friend, I thought I was the best one I could be.
But somehow now you seem to think I did you wrong, and now won’t even talk to me.
Walk through fire, brave the night, a beam to turn the darkness into light
A molten bolt of tenderness shoots across my mind when I recall
How we sparred and fought and laughed, but always knew we’d
have the guts to beat them all
Walk through fire, brave the night, a beam to turn the darkness into light
Inspiration flowed like wine, we went looking for that mindfuck every time
I thought of us as equals, as compadres and as peers – simpaticos sublime!
Walk through fire, brave the night, a beam to turn the darkness into light
The Tapestry (instr)
I did my best to be your friend, I thought I was the best one I could be.
But somehow now you seem to think I did you wrong, and now won’t even talk to me.
Walk through fire, brave the night, a beam to turn the darkness into light…
Swiss Cheese Mountain (instr)
Wax and wane and ebb and flow, love and hate’s just two sides of the coin
( I’m not the one to judge, no never fear! )
But fair and square is not too much to ask for, or does it feel too weird and strange and cloy?
(… it was a call to arms to show how much I cared!)
Walk through fire, brave the night, a beam to turn the darkness into light:
A knife to cut the pain away, a sun to chase the nighttime into day
Entropy
drifting – I’m floating
static in the wonder
not in not out not here
drowning – I’m sinking
slowly – going under
I love the pull of the deep
what do you do when the need dies away?
will the impulse return and find a new way to catch fire and burn?
the end is here – I’m thinking
enough is enough – but I dare not
go all the way
so leave me here – let me
float along in the wonder
I love the pull of the deep
what do you do when the need dies away?
will the impulse return and find a new way to catch fire and burn?
so happy to pretend that nothing will faze me,
nothing left in this world will ever amaze me.
I’m on the list, noone will ever erase me
I’ll just stay floating here, tranquil and lazy
is this what you do when the need dies away?
if no impulse returns am I the one that pays the price and burns?
what do you do when the need dies away?
where do you turn to avoid entropy – to refuel and to burn…?
The Magic & The Wonder (A Love theme)
Show me your faces
Tell me you’re fine
Speak to me clearly
No tries – no bullshit, no excuses and no lies
There is a time and place, still all we ever seem to do is ponder
How to get the upper hand
It’s such a silly race, why don’t we share the magic and the wonder?
There’s enough to go around…
Come on and show your hand, with no more bets I’m sure you’ll understand!
Show me your faces
Tell me you’re fine
I’ll show you a secret:
No scheme, no bullshit, no excuses just a dream
There are many ways, but all we ever seem to want is plunder
and to get the upper hand
It’s such a silly race, why don’t we share the magic and the wonder?
It’s not hard to understand!
You better watch your hand, your dog will shurely bite it if he can!
Hell pt7: victim of rock
so co-opted and untrue: it’s so shameful loving you
a whore you’ll do the thing you do: in communion only when you screw
empty vessel, holy grail. made more holy when you fail.
into oblivion we will sail: hell is numbness, going stale.
“underneath this anger there’s a fiery buning heart
a passion and a fever and fervour that can’t wait for it to start
take your sex and drugs but let me keep my rock ‘n’ roll
be still my soul….
you can keep your jaded insights we don’ t need them anymore
take and take but never give, and act as if its only just a chore
keep your sex and drugs but let me saturate my soul
with rock and roll
ARTWORK
by Kim Hiorthøy
REVIEWS
And now comes “Behind The Sun”, proving invincible levels of stamina and prolificness considering the care and attention given to every element of these albums. And Motorpsycho definitely produce albums, just like those of the 1970s rock heyday their music both celebrates and continues, made to be consumed in one sitting with whatever side intoxicants you think may embellish the experience. “Behind The Sun” is a more expansive continuation of “Still Life…”, complete with guitarist Reine Fiske once again, and finds Motorpsycho careering around well-worn canyons and turrets of their musical vision… reaching a punishing climax on it´s eleventh layer, “Victim Of Rock” in which the listened, or victim, is chained flailing to a rock monolith in the midst of a howling prog-metal hurricane and beaten senseless by the elemental forced Motorpsycho can still summon.
Rock-a-Rolla (UK)
Med en strålende karriere i ryggen er ikke stødige eller gode leveringer noe nytt fra denne rockebautaen. Etter et tosifret antall utgivelser er bandet forsatt på høyde med det beste de har gjort. En fremragende musikkforståelse preger musikerne. Og foruten ren musikalsk ferdighet, er det dristigheten ved å bane sin egen suksessfulle vei gjennom så og si alle sjangre som forsegler påstanden om at Motorpsycho er Norges beste rockband… Albumet byr på selve finessen av en erfaren sjangerstødighet og en enorm spennvidde som bandet har opparbeidet seg gjennom en årrekke… Tilhengere vil få gjenkjennelig materiale pluss noe nytt og atypisk. Kanskje vil en arena for nye fans også oppstå når bandet trapper opp sitt fantastiske univers. Av med hatten for Motorpsycho. 6/6.
Aftenposten (NO)
Trønderne i Motorpsycho er i sitt 25 år bedre enn noensinne, og har laget et nytt dobbelt-album med den norsk/svenske gitaristen Reine Fiske som forlengelse av fjorårets “Still Life With Eggplant”. Semi-progressiv tungrockprog som tidvis får begge armene i bevegelse, og med en stor detaljrikdom og frihetsflyt… husk å kjøpe den flott graverte vinylen også, da!
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