Sunday, October 3, 2021

Moribund the Burgermeister

Peter Gabriel decribed an epidemic of madness in the opening track from his first solo album (1977).

There's magic in "We've tried potions and waxen dolls, but none of us could find any cures."

But "Mother please, is it just a disease that has them breaking all my laws?" isn't very ordinary.

Nobody is surprised when Peter Gabriel works a bit of magic with the English language. He's been doing it for a long time!

Here's the original:



And this is an excellent remaster:



Peter Gabriel has always been able to put fantastic bands together, and nobody knows how.

But it could be that whenever the first part of a conversation runs:
Hello! This is Peter Gabriel. I've got a tour lined up and I need a band this time.
the second half goes:
Great! Thanks for asking. When do we start rehearsals?
And it could be that the conversations are all the same, no matter who's on the other end.

It's tough to think of anyone who wouldn't want to play with him except the former members of his former band. Sigh!

Oh well. Live goes on. Here Moribund arrives on the heels of another classic, "On The Air".



Did I mention he's an amazing wordsmith? I guess so. I mention that every time!
Caught in chaos in the market square
I don't know what, I don't know why
but something's wrong down there

Their bodies twistin' and turnin'
in a thousand ways
The eyes all rollin' round and round
into a distant gaze

Ah, look at that crowd!
Some are jumping up in the air,
sayin' "We're drowning in a torrent of blood!"
Others going down on their knees,
seein' a saviour coming out of the mud

Oh Mother! It's eating out my soul
Destroying law and order
I'm gonna lose control

What can I do to stop this plague
spread by sight alone
Just a glimpse and then a quiver
then they shiver to the bone

Ah, look at them go!
Bunderschaft, you are going daft?
Better seal off the castle grounds

"This is Moribund the Burgermeister
I'm gonna keep this monster down
Somebody sent the subversive element
Gonna chase it out of town"

No-one will tell what all this is about
But I will find out.

This thing's really outrageous,
I tell you on the level
It's really so contagious
Must be the work of the devil

You better go now, pick up the pipers,
and tell them to play
It seems the music keeps them quiet
there is no other way

Ah, close the doors!
"We've tried potions and waxen dolls,
but none of us could find any cures."

Mother please, is it just a disease
that has them breaking all my laws?
Check if you can disconnect the effect
and I'll go after the cause

No one will tell what this is all about
But I will find out