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Коллектив с необычным и довольно приятным для уха русского слушателя названием Trans-Siberian Orchestra является ни чем иным, как масштабным проектом известного музыкального продюсера Пола О'Нила, металической общественности знакомого, главным образом, по многолетнему сотрудничеству с легендарной американской прогрессив метал группой Savatage. На всем протяжении своей творческой деятельности, активно помогая своему большому другу, Джону Оливе, сочинять главные хиты для "Саватажа" и записывать потрясающие концептуальные альбомы, Пол строил грезы о создании собственной рок оперы. В 1996 году его мечтам было суждено сбыться. Заручившись помощью все того же Джона, а также еще одного старого знакомого - талантливого клавишника Роберта Кинкела (который также неоднократно принимал участие в работе над дисками Savatage), Пол записал и выпустил в свет "Christmas Eve And Other Stories", дебютный альбом пока еще только-только набирающего обороты Trans-Siberian Orchestra. Перспективный проект скорее по дружбе подписал лейбл Atlantic, еще даже не представлявший какую неслыханную прибыль он начнет приносить буквально через полгодика. Что же представляет собой это, довольно уникальное, явление на современной рок сцене? А это, господа, не больше и не меньше, чем глобальный саундтрек для празднования Рождества Христова! Но обо всем по порядку. Сам материал был написан тремя друзьями сообща, а вот в его записи принимало участие больше тридцати человек! Среди них шесть различных вокалистов и певиц, полный состав Savatage (минус Зак Стивенс) в качестве инструментальной секции, а для полного комплекта - оркестр и полноценный мужской и детский хор! Несмотря на очевидную первоначальную направленность проекта на фэнов Savatage, музыкальный стиль TSO к металлу можно отнести с очень большой натяжкой. Скорее, это именно многоликая рок опера, жонглирующая самыми разными стилистиками - церковными госпелами, соулом, блюзом, акустическими балладами, и, конечно же, мощнейшими симфо роковыми композициями. Но главное здесь - это настроение. Просто удивительно достоверно воссозданная атмосфера светлого, доброго, великого праздника! Естественно, альбом концептуальный, и от него просто невозможно оторваться, пока рассказ (или, скорее, новогодняя сказка) не придет к логическому завершению. А уж особенно приятно ее слушать под аккомпанимент таких замечательных треков, как симфо-роковые пляски "First Snow" и "A Mad Russian's Christmas", настоящие церковные госпелы "A Star To Follow" и "Promises To Keep", классический блюз в стиле 50-ых "Good King Joy", ну и, конечно, тягучие и красивые баллады "Old City Bar" или "This Christmas Day". Кроме того, для всех фэнов Savatage подарком станет переработанная версия инструменталки "Christmas Eve / Sarajevo 12/24". Да и вообще, "Christmas Eve And Other Stories" - это исключительно хороший подарок для любого человека, хоть немного увлекающегося музыкой (и совершенно необязательно тяжелой!). По-настоящему добрый диск, который идеально расслабляет уставшие после работы мозги. Подарите себе частичку Рождества! |
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THE NEON WAS CALLING
THE MUSIC WAS LOW
AND THE NIGHT CHRISTMAS EVE
AND HERE WAS THE DANGER
THAT EVEN WITH STRANGERS
INSIDE OF THIS NIGHT
IT WAS EASIER TO BELIEVE
FOR IT WAS INTO THIS BAR
THAT I HAPPENED TO WANDER
TO STARE INTO A GLASS
AND MY UNIVERSE PONDER
SO I WALKED UP TO THE COUNTER
SHOOK THE SNOW OFF MY COAT
THEN I ORDERED A WHISKEY
THAT I USED LIKE A MOAT
BUT AN OLD MAN SOON JOINED ME
AND ASKED IF I KNEW THE TIME
ONE WORD LED TO ANOTHER
AND SOMEHOW I DIDN'T MIND
THEN HE OFFERED A DRINK
FROM A BOTTLE 'NEATH HIS COAT
AND HE SMILED A LITTLE SMILE
AS IT TRICKLED DOWN MY THROAT
AND I FELT MYSELF RELAXING
HERE AMONG THE GHOSTS THAT FAILED
THEN THE OLD MAN TOPPED MY GLASS OFF
AND BEGAN THIS LITTLE TALE
IN THE MOMENTS OF OUR LIVES
BOTH THE JOYOUS AND THE TRAGIC
IF THE TRUTH IS TO BE TOLD
WE ARE ALL PURSUING MAGIC
AND THE MAGIC THAT WE SEEK
AS WE'RE SURE YOU HAVE DISCOVERED
CAN BE FOUND IN CERTAIN PLACES
FAR MORE EASILY THAN OTHERS
IN THE SAND BENEATH THE SPHINX
IN THE DREAMS OF CANDLELIGHT
BUT THE SUREST PLACE OF ALL
IS IN THE FORGIVING WORLD OF NIGHT
AND OF ALL THE NIGHTS THROUGHOUT THE YEAR
THAT COME AND GENTLY LEAVE
NONE HOLD THE DREAM OF MAGIC
LIKE THE EVENING, CHRISTMAS EVE
AND SO IT'S ON THIS NIGHT
WITH IT'S PROMISE DEEP WITHIN
AS THE SNOW NOW STARTS TO FALL
OUR STORY DOES BEGIN
An angel came down
One night to the earth
A mission from God
To find out the worth
Of everything that
His children had done
Since that winter night
The birth of His son
And then a sound filled the night
In the cold winter air
And in the midst of his flight
It was holding him there
And as he looked toward the earth
For the source of this sound
On that cold winter night
It was pulling him down
To bring something back
This angel was told
That no one could touch
But angels could hold
So on that night
When the sky had cleared
Among all the stars
An angel appeared
And then a sound filled the night
In the cold winter air
And in the midst of his flight
It was holding him there
And as he looked towards the earth
For the source of this sound
On that cold winter night
It was pulling him down
And then a sound filled the night
In the cold winter air
And in the midst of his flight
It was holding him there
And as he looked towards the earth
For the source of this sound
On that cold winter night
It was pulling him down
2. O Come All Ye Faithful / O Holy Night
[Music: Paul O'Neill, Robert Kinkel, Reading]
[Instrumental]
THE SOUND THAT HE HAD HEARD
WAS THE RINGING OF THE BELLS
BUT NOW INSIDE THAT NIGHT
THERE WERE VOICES THERE AS WELL
3. A Star To Follow
[Music & Words: Paul O'Neill]
[1.]
God rest ye merry gentlemen
God rest ye merry gentlemen
[simultaneously - add a new stanza each second time]
[2.]
There up in the sky a star to follow
There up in the sky a star to follow
There up in the sky a star to follow
[3.]
All
Await the coming of the Lord
Await the coming of the Lord
Await the coming of the...
Christmas
Lead and we'll follow
Hope and tomorrow
Magic and dreams
You are all this and more now
Childhood recalls how
You are
Visions and...
Christmas
We are your children
You take us back when
Ever we call
Each year we are here waiting
Anticipating
As the snow starts to fall
[1.]
To fall...
To fall...
To fall...
To fall...
[2.]
Merry Christmas
Merry, Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas
Merry, Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas
Merry, Merry Christmas
Merry Christmas
Merry, Merry Christmas
[simultaneously - add a new stanza each second time]
[3.]
Ornaments and evergreens
With packages as yet unseen
All wrapped in paper
Colored bright
Reflecting candles in the night
With carolers and mistletoe
And stockings all hung in a row
Or fireplaces glowing red
With children safely sent to bed
[4.]
Ring the bells, Ring the bells
Let the churches ring the bells!
[5.]
Joy to the world, the Lord has come
Let his light shine on everyone
[All together]
Everyone
Everyone
Everyone...
Christmas lead and we'll follow...
FROM LONDON, ROME AND PARIS
TO BERLIN AND TOKYO
WINTER NEVER REALLY STARTS
UNTIL IT'S GIVEN ITS FIRST SNOW
4. First Snow
[Music: Paul O'Neill]
[Instrumental]
AS HE FLEW OVER THE URALS
HE CAME UPON A LITTLE TOWN
SHINING IN THE ARCTIC DARKNESS
SO THE ANGEL HE SET DOWN
THEN HE WALKED AMONG THE PEOPLE
IN A FITTING EARTH DISGUISE
SO NO ONE RECOGNIZED HIM
THOUGH THEY WONDERED AT HIS EYES
5. The Silent Nutcracker
[Music: Paul O'Neill, Tchaikovsky]
[Instrumental]
THEN HE ASKED A VILLAGE PEASANT
WHAT DO RUSSIAN HEARTS DESIRE
HE ANSWERED PEACE ON EARTH, OF COURSE
AND A LITTLE, "STOLICHNAYA"
6. A Mad Russian's Christmas
[Music: Tchaikovsky, Paul O'Neill, Robert Kinkel]
[Instrumental]
7. The Prince Of Peace
[Music & Words: Paul O'Neill, Wesley, Mendelssohn]
In the middle of a forest
There's a clearing by a stream
Where a mother holds her newborn
And the child begins to dream
And he dreams of hopes unspoken
When the tears of man will cease
And his mother holds him closer
For he is the Prince of peace
Let the bells ring out these tidings
Let it echo across the land
That a king is born in Bethlehem
And his kingdom is at hand
Let the world rejoice together
As it looks upon the stars
Knowing every man's our brother
And that every child is ours
Hark, the herald angels sing
Glory to the newborn king
Peace on earth and mercy mild
God and sinners reconciled
Glory all ye nations rise
Join the triumph of the skies
With the heavenly host proclaim
Christ is born in Bethlehem
Hark, the herald angels sing
Glory to the newborn king
In the middle of a forest
There's a clearing by a stream
Where a mother holds her newborn
And the child begins to dream
AS HE FLEW O'ER SARAJEVO
THERE WERE SCARS UPON THE LAND
THERE WERE SCARS UPON THE PEOPLE
IT WAS HARD TO UNDERSTAND
AND THE DEEPEST SCARS OF ALL
WHICH TO HUMANS ARE UNSEEN
BUT THE ANGEL COULD SEE CLEARLY
WERE THE SCARS UPON THE DREAMS
LIKE BELFAST AND BURUNDI
RWANDA, PALESTINE
THE ONLY DECORATIONS HERE
HAD BEEN AWARDED FOR THEIR CRIMES
AND IN THE GARDENS WHERE THE CHILDREN PLAYED
NOW SOLDIERS ONLY TROD
AND STRANGER STILL, HE HEARD SOME SAY
THAT THEY WERE KILLING FOR THEIR GOD
NOW THE ANGEL HEARD GOD SPEAK MANY TIMES
AND HE HAD ALWAYS PAID ATTENTION
BUT THIS KILLING OF ONES NEIGHBOR
WAS SOMETHING THE LORD HAD NEVER MENTIONED
BUT AS HE NEARED THE EARTH
OF A RECENT BATTLEGROUND
FROM AMONG THE RUINS
HE ONCE MORE HEARD THE SOUND
IT WAS A SINGLE CELLO PLAYING
A FORGOTTEN CHRISTMAS SONG
AND EVEN ON THAT BATTLEFIELD
THE SONG SOMEHOW BELONGED
AND AS HE FLEW AWAY
THE ANGEL DID TAKE NOTE
THAT WHERE HE FOUND MUSIC PLAYED
ONE ALWAYS COULD FIND HOPE
8. Christmas Eve (Sarajevo 12/24)
[Music: Paul O'Neill, Robert Kinkel, Jon Oliva]
[Instrumental]
AS HE FLEW OVER THE COUNTRYSIDE
HE WAS STILL LISTENING
WHEN FROM A LITTLE CHURCH BELOW
HE HEARD A VOICE BEGIN TO SING
9. Good King Joy
[Music & Words: Paul O'Neill, Robert Kinkel, Manson]
Joy to the world
The Lord has come
Let earth
Receive her king
Now it was long ago
When it all began
Back in Bethlehem
In the promised land
When a single star
Appeared in the sky
And three kings saw
And they each asked why
Asked why...
And they checked the books
Full of prophecy
And the one king said
Why it's plain to me
You see it means
That a king is born
Who will save mankind
On this blessed morn
Blessed morn...
So they packed some gold
Myrrh and frankincense
On some old camel
With some fancy tents
Closed down the house
Set the servants free
And three kings rode
Into history
History...
It was long ago
In a foreign land
When the Lord looked down
Said to make a stand
So He sent His son
And said, 'through him you'll know me!'
You'll know me
Then the angels came
And when they start to sing
All at once the past
It doesn't mean a thing
And the star comes out
And the wise men say, Hey show me!
Oh, show me
And they followed it
Over hills and sand
Til' they found the child
Like it all was planned
And as they knelt before
The newborn king
The angel's were singing
In their angel style
How all of our hopes
Had come down to this child
THEN HE REACHED FOR THE SONG
AND HE HELD IT IN HIS HAND
(IT WAS SOMETHING THAT HE DID
BECAUSE ANGELS CAN)
AND HE WONDERED TO HIMSELF
"IT THIS THE ANSWER THAT I SOUGHT"
BUT SOMETHING WAS STILL MISSING
OR AT LEAST SO HE STILL THOUGHT
AND SO HE JOURNEYED ON
THROUGH THE MIDNIGHT WINTER AIR
WHEN ALL AT ONCE OUR ANGEL
FELT THE TOUCH OF A MAN'S PRAYER
AND LOOKING ONCE MORE TO THE EARTH
TO DETERMINE WHENCE IT CAME
HE FELT A MILLION SOULS BELOW
BUT ONE WAS NOT THE SAME
FOR THERE HE SAW A MAN ALONE
THOUGH HE WAS WALKING IN A CROWD
AND THOUGH THIS MAN HAD RARELY PRAYED
TONIGHT HIS HEAD WAS BOWED
FOR EVEN IN A CROWD, YOU SEE
A HEART CAN FEEL ALONE
WHEN THE NIGHT IS CHRISTMAS EVE
A CHILD IS NOT AT HOME
SO FROM A FATHER TO THE LORD
A PRAYER DID SWIFTLY RACE
BUT THE ANGEL SAW IT FIRST
AND HE LISTENED TO ITS CASE
10. Ornament
[Music & Words: Paul O'Neill, Jon Oliva, Robert Kinkel]
There is an ornament
Lost inside the night
There on a Christmas tree
With a thousand lights
No one can see her
She's standing all alone
Somewhere she glistens where no one can see
I don't believe I can say what had happened
All of those words that we put into play
No longer matter, I should have known that then
I just know you're far away
On this Christmas day
On this Christmas day
On this Christmas...
Somewhere the wind
Carves moments in the snow
And if he sees her
He never lets it show
He just drifts behind her
Erasing every step
Tinsel and garland are whispered through trees
I don't believe I can say what had happened
All of those words that we put into play
No longer matter, I should have known that then
I just know you're far away
On this Christmas day
On this Christmas day
On this Christmas...
Come, Christmas
Stay, Christmas
Watch over her this day
Keep her
Protect her
From harm now in every way
Shelter her
Gently
There in your arms she'll be
Until the day
When you
Bring her back home to me
There is an ornament lost inside the night
AFTER HE HAD HEARD THE PRAYER
THE ANGEL GENTLY SET IT FREE
AND FOLLOWED IT TO THE FATHER'S CHILD
IN A FAR AWAY CITY
AND THERE THE GIRL IN DESPERATION
WAS SEARCHING THROUGH THE SKY
FOR A STAR THAT SHE COULD WISH UPON
BUT STARS WERE IN SHORT SUPPLY
AND THE ONLY LIGHT THAT SHE COULD SEE
THERE SHINING ALL ALONE
WAS A NEON SIGN ON AN OLD BAR
AND SO ON THIS, SHE WISHED SHE WAS HOME
11. The First Noel
[Music: Paul O'Neill]
[Instrumental]
EVERY LIGHT CAN BE A STAR
JUST DEPENDS ON WHERE YOU ARE
AND THE DISTANCE THAT YOU'RE LOOKING
PAST THE PLACES YOU HAVE BEEN
12. Old City Bar
[Music & Words: Paul O'Neill]
In an old city bar
That is never too far
From the places that gather
The dreams that have been
In the safety of night
With its old neon light
It beckons to strangers
And they always come in
And the snow it was falling
The neon was calling
The music was low
And the night
Christmas Eve
And here was the danger
That even with strangers
Inside of this night
It's easier to believe
Then the door opened wide
And a child came inside
That no one in the bar
Had seen there before
And he asked did we know
That outside in the snow
That someone was lost
Standing outside our door
Then the bartender gazed
Through the smoke and the haze
Through the window and ice
To a corner streetlight
Where standing alone
By a broken pay phone
Was a girl the child said
Could no longer get home
And the snow it was falling
The neon was calling
The bartender turned
And said, not that I care
But how would you know this?
The child said I've noticed
If one could be home
They'd be all ready there
Then the bartender came out from behind the bar
And in all of his life he was never that far
And he did something else that he thought no one saw
When he took all the cash from the register draw
Then he followed the child to the girl cross the street
And we watched from the bar as they started to speak
Then he called for a cab and he said J.F.K.
Put the girl in the cab and the cab drove away
And we saw in his hand
That the cash was all gone
From the light that she had wished upon
If you want to arrange it
This world you can change it
If we could somehow make this
Christmas thing last
By helping a neighbor
Or even a stranger
And to know who needs help
You need only just ask
Then he looked for the child
But the child wasn't there
Just the wind and the snow
Waltzing dreams through the air
So he walked back inside
Somehow different I think
For the rest of the night
No one paid for a drink
And the cynics will say
That some neighborhood kid
Wandered in on some bums
In the world where they hid
But they weren't there
So they couldn't see
By an old neon star
On that night, Christmas Eve
When the snow it was falling
The neon was calling
And in case you should wonder
In case you should care
Why we're on our own
Never went home
On that night of all nights
We were already there
THEN ALL AT ONCE INSIDE THAT NIGHT
HE SAW IT ALL SO CLEAR
THE ANSWER THAT HE SOUGHT SO LONG
HAD ALWAYS BEEN SO NEAR
IT'S EVERY GIFT THAT SOMEONE GIVES
EXPECTING NOTHING BACK
IT'S EVERY KINDNESS THAT WE DO
EACH SIMPLE LITTLE ACT
13. Promises To Keep
[Music & Words: Paul O'Neill, Robert Kinkel]
Christmas time
On a cold December morning
All is calm
And the world is still asleep
Christmas lights
That have been caught without warning
Gently glitter on
Stars to wish upon
All the world is at peace
Christmas time and the year will soon be leaving
Cloaked in time till it's just a memory
Christmas stays if we don't forget its meaning
Days go quickly by
Years they multiply
And we go searching for thee
And the dream is still alive
From that first December morning
And it always will survive
As long as we can see
That the dreams we find in life
Are the dreams we tend to seek
And Christmas has its promises to keep
Christmas time
And the moments just beginning
From last night
When we'd wished upon a star
If our kindness
This day is just pretending
If we pretend long enough
Never giving up
It just might be who we are
AND SO IT'S GOOD THAT WE REMEMBER
JUST AS SOON AS WE'VE DISCOVERED
THAT THE THINGS WE DO IN LIFE
WILL ALWAYS END UP TOUCHING OTHERS
SO FROM A FADING NEON STAR
SOMEWHERE SHINING IN THE NIGHT
WE FIND A FATHER FAR AWAY
NOW REFLECTING IN ITS LIGHT
14. This Christmas Day
[Music & Words: Paul O'Neill, Jon Oliva]
So, tell me Christmas
Are we wise
To believe in things we never see
Are prayers just wishes in disguise
And are these wishes being granted me
For now I see
The answering
To every prayer I've prayed
She's coming home this
Christmas Day
So tell me Christmas
Are we kind
More this day than any other day
Or is it only in our mind
And must it leave when you have gone away
It's different now
It's changed somehow
And now you're here to stay
She's coming home this
Christmas Day
All at once the world
It doesn't seem the same
And in a single night
You know it all has changed
And everything is now as it should be
I have the ornament
I have the perfect tree
I have a string of lights
I have a chance to see
Everything that my heart thought could be
For of all the dreams
You were the first I knew
And every other one
Was a charade of you
You stayed close when I was far away
In the darkest night
You always were the star
You always took us in
No matter who we are
And so she's coming home this
Christmas Day
[1.]
Merry Christmas
Merry, merry Christmas
Merry Christmas
Merry, merry Christmas
Merry Christmas
Merry, merry Christmas
Night
(add the second stanza in the third time)
[2.]
She's coming home
She's coming home
She's coming home
This Christmas Day
[All together]
She's coming home this
Christmas Day...
SO THE GIRL HAD REACHED HER HOME
AND THE BAR WAS CLOSING DOWN
AS THE ANGEL STARTED BACK
TO BRING HIS LORD WHAT HE HAD FOUND
15. An Angel Returned
[Music & Words: Paul O'Neill, Jon Oliva]
An angel returned
That night through the sky
But time it was short
He had to decide
And so as he flew
Back over the land
A gift for his Lord
Was there in his hand
It was the glow of a light
It was the heart of a song
It was the tear of a child
Where they never belonged
It was the wish of a soul
On an old neon light
And the Lord smiled at him
On that cold winter night
Hear as they ring through the night
Kyrie among nations
Kyrie among nations
Kyrie among nations
Here the bells ring through the night
Kyrie among nations
Kyrie among nations
Kyrie among nations
Hear as they ring through the night
Kyrie among nations
Kyrie among nations
Kyrie among nations
Hear as they ring through the night
Listen to the bells as they ring
Listen to the message they bring
Listen to the sound
As they sing as one voice in the night
Hoping that we'll all understand
Every dream we have's in our hands
And for every bell
May they ring all through the night
Kyrie among nations
Kyrie among nations
Kyrie among nations
Hear as they ring through the night
Kyrie among nations
Kyrie among nations
Kyrie among nations
Here as they ring through the night
Listen to the bells as they ring
Listen to the message they bring
Listen to the sound as they sing
As one voice in the night
Hoping that we'll all understand
Every dream we have's in our hands
And for every bell
May they ring all through your life
AND SO WITH HIS STORY OVER
AND OUR BOTTLE NEARLY THROUGH
I ASKED, DID THIS REALLY HAPPEN?
HE SWORE EVERY WORD WAS TRUE
THEN HE SAID I SEE YOU'RE PUZZLED
FOR YOUR MIND TELLS YOU TO DOUBT ME
THAT MY STORY CAN'T BE TRUE
BUT YOUR HEART TELLS YOU, IT MIGHT BE
HE THEN ASKED, DID IT ENTERTAIN ME
AND I ADMITTED IT HAD CHARM
THEN HE SAID PERHAPS YOU HEAVE LEARNED SOMETHING
OR AT WORST I'VE DONE NO HARM
THEN HE ROSE UP FROM HIS CHAIR
AND HE SAID IT'S TIME THAT HE SHOULD LEAVE
BYT MAY GOD KEEP AND PROTECT YOU
THIS AND EVERY CHRISTMAS EVE
THEN HE LEFT THROUGH THE FRONT DOOR
AND I RAN OUT TO ASK HIM BACK
BUT HE WAS ALREADY GONE
AND STRANGER STILL HE LEFT NO TRACKS
SO I WALKED BACK TO MY HOME
RECALLING ALL I'VE HEARD AND SEEN
AND FOR THE FIRST TIME SINCE MY CHILDHOOD
THAT NIGHT I DREAMED A CHRISTMAS DREAM
MERRY CHRISTMAS!