Beggars Opera All Tomorrows Thinking

Beggars Opera
RGS 9484
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A collection of surreal songs created from Ricky Gardiner's Guitar archives.Twin release to Suddenly Ahead Ahead: RGS 9483.

Dmitry Epstein review 2010:
"Long ago the obscure protagonists of art rock, in the last decades BEGGARS OPERA have been increasingly pushing the left-field border of the out-there genre, and now seem to have reached the peak of it with these two albums, released simultaneously. Both, as their titles suggest, are pointing forward, while the gist of them hark back to Gardiner's stash of instrumental sketches, with Scott's vocals making it all songs.
"All Tomorrows Thinking" is the deepest of the two, starting with "How She Swam" and rounding off with the racy "Faces In You", filled with the six-string harmonies and pure prog keyboards; in between, the sparseness takes the lead, despite all the riffs and vignettes. It's a paradox in the very spirit of the band so, while "Catching On To You" flows heavy, etching itself in a memory, in "Those Echoes", the '80s plastic pop rears its head along the glittery, if understated, melodic lines. But it's on "Suddenly Ahead Ahead" that ethereal surrealism takes over, right after the fantastic, Spanish-hued liquid guitar of the title track soars into invisibility, and if "Towers Falling" rocks the joint in bluesy vein, the tremulous "Sad Songs" booms with echoing twang of good vintage.
At the same time "Dance To Me" would have felt in place on the other album, which only goes to show they're in fact not two but a single record split for the best digestion; that's your thinking ahead!"

1/ How She Swam 4.37
2/ Tomorrows Thinking 5.01
3/ Those Echoes 5.06
4/ Perfectly Lovely 4.50
5/ Catching On To You 4.59
6/ Save Me 4.55
7/ Faces in You 3.17

Ricky Gardiner: Guitars
Virginia Scott: Vox/ Keys
Tom Gardiner: Drums

All Tomorrows Thinking Lyrics

Virginia Aurora Scott

How She Swam

She powdered her visage with color and pigment
And sound fresh flowers

Scenting her lipstick and glass in swirls
And sound fresh flowers

She crazed over green satin dress
And sound fresh flowers
Fluffing her long heavy cloak
With sound fresh flowers

Laughing at un joke imaginaire
Of her own composition

How she swam in her exotic meditations.

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Tomorrows Thinking

Mind if I ask you a question
How can we measure the future?
How do you capture your dreams ?
And how do you measure the answer?

What if you looked on your mailbox
How would you answer my questions?
What is this notion of progress?
And why are you wearing my jacket?

Sharing an imaginary landscape
Colouring and shading virtual hours.

In tomorrows thinking a call will follow me there
All tomorrows thinking the same thing

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Those Echoes

I race you to the edge touching only empty space
Out there
I saw you on TV walking over fast clouds
To me

I felt the soft machine kindling a memorial
In me
I thank you for the tree warming my living day
Be strong

And in the gaze of the world
Those echoes surround me
And in the true light of day
Those echoes surround me

I'm listening to you sensible of gathering
Your calm
And in my own time I'm reaching out to you
Growing close my friend

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Perfectly Lovely

Crossing the sea on the breath of a lifetime
Alive and sereneon this heavenly day
Over the estuary flying over the shoreline
Swimming in the salt water alive and clean

It's perfectly lovely up here.

Floating in sky over rocks and volcanoes
Alive and serene in this heavenly way
Facing the earth with the tips of my fingers
Licking the sir alive and clean

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Catching on To You

Crown of my diamond a tear of the sun
I gaze at the cinders in a soft slow hum
How did the clock shine to the seasons shift
From the golden city like opening lips

Catching on to you
And holding nothing

A new confrontation in a minor scale
Unresisted and fragile it floated for days

And the trail goes cold and freezes over

Catching on to you
But holding nothing
Surrendering to similar evocations
LIke a silvery shadow a key to the lock
Sometimes it eases and sometimes it fades

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Save Me

Something in her blue eyes
Haunted him more and more

Fast slicker of the radiant sun
Of the long large light of the sun
Leaves you in calmer waters
Syne the wee tower bridges
Of a safer than destiny box
Of reels and reels of parkland
A soft tree in a lie grassing bay
Connecting in a simple way
Save me

Gloomy preludes against the sun
Cold orange autumn
Leave's you in calmer waters
Syne the wee tower bridges
Of a safer than destiny box
Of reels and reels of parkland
Still space for 23 wishes in 23 wells
Save me.

Stone in the river flow
Feeling a memory
Leaves you in calmer waters
Syne the wee small bridges
In a safer than destiny box
In reels and reels of parkland
Sunset reeling in a silvery shadow
On crusty earth
Save me

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Faces in You

Possibly an unfamiliar day dream simplifies a languid stare
Seemingly an unintended sorrow clarifies an empty scare
Consciously an overlapping image generates a brilliant flare
Always want to see the faces in you always want to see you again.

Suddenly and inexpressive notion fantasised my silvine page
Quietly the incoherent sentence breathalised a long lost rage
Consciously an overlapping image generates a brilliant flare
Always want to see the faces in you always want to see you again.