I usually cringe when rock musicians do orchestrated stuff (or worse, when some pay-for-play orchestra "interprets" their material). Part of why rock music works is because of its urgency, not because of it's sophistication and density. But PG's stuff is dense; every time you listen, you can pick out some other thing that's going on. Plus, he's been doing movie scores for a decade or so, too, so he's got the gift of rich textures.
New Blood really works. The lyrics stand forth even more than in the originals, and his choices as a singer are different in the new settings. Even though some of the songs are 30 years old, they really are new ideas in this circumstance.
I heard a song of his on my drive today that had never quite been one of my favorites before. I liked it well enough, but today I heard it in a different way. In Your Eyes. Thanks, Pete.
Love, I get so lost sometimes.
Days pass, and this emptiness fills my heart.
When I want to run away, I drive off in my car.
But whichever way I go, I come back to the place you are.
All my instincts, they return; and the grand facade so soon will burn.
Without a noise, without my pride, I reach out from the inside
in your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light
the heat I see in your eyes
Love, I don't like to see so much pain.
Days pass, and this emptiness fills my heart.
When I want to run away, I drive off in my car.
But whichever way I go, I come back to the place you are.
All my instincts, they return; and the grand facade so soon will burn.
Without a noise, without my pride, I reach out from the inside
in your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light
the heat I see in your eyes
Love, I don't like to see so much pain.
So much wasted, and this moment keeps slipping away.
I get so tired of working so hard for our survival.
I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive.
And all my instincts, they return; and the grand facade so soon will burn.
Without a noise, without my pride, I reach out from the inside
in your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light,
the heat I see in your eyes
I get so tired of working so hard for our survival.
I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive.
And all my instincts, they return; and the grand facade so soon will burn.
Without a noise, without my pride, I reach out from the inside
in your eyes
the light the heat
in your eyes
I am complete
in your eyes
I see the doorway to a thousand churches
in your eyes
the resolution of all the fruitless searches
in your eyes
I see the light and the heat
in your eyes
oh, I want to be that complete
I want to touch the light,
the heat I see in your eyes
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