Reproduction

by Parralox

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Parralox have waved their synthetic wand over the classic album "Reproduction" - The Human League's debut album. First released in 1979, it didn't take the world by storm, but has since been recognised as pioneering electro pop.

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released December 29, 2017

Producer - John von Ahlen
Engineer - Juan del Toro
Synthesizer & Vocals - John von Ahlen

01. Almost Medieval
02. Circus Of Death
03. The Path Of Least Resistance
04. Blind Youth
05. The Word Before Last
06. Empire State Human
07. Morale / You've Lost That Loving Feeling
08. Austerity / Girl One
09. Zero As A Limit

* bonus track
10. Being Boiled

1-10 Written by Oakey / Marsh / Ware
7b Written by Spector / Mann / Weil


Graphic Design - John von Ahlen

Buchla Modular Synthesiser courtesy of Melbourne Electronic Sound Studio Limited.
Recorded at Subterrane Recording Studio, Melbourne, Australia.

© 2017 Tunecore Publishing
℗ 2017 Subterrane Records

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If ever there was a new electronic pop band to encapsulate and emulate the legendary stylings of Depeche Mode, The Human League, Erasure, New Order, Pet Shop Boys and the spirit of Madonna in her 80s day-glo era, then Australia’s Parralox are that modern-day reincarnation. ... more

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Track Name: Almost Medieval
Almost Medieval
Written by Ian Marsh, Martyn Ware & Philip Oakey

There's something in your soul that makes me feel so old
In fact I think I've died about six hundred times
There's less of me now and more of me then
I'm moving back to the age of men

Jump off the tarmac there's no stagecoach speed limit
Outside the office hangs the man on the gibbet
Soft lenses, grow to glasses
Small world, dimly seen through cataracts
Your program, newspaper
So they say
Rumours spread by word of mouth, jump onto the escalator
Press the button on the lift, erase the dust on old stair carpets
Endless treads like waves of regret
Now it seems I'm going madder
Falling off this rotting ladder

Soft lenses, grow to glasses
Small world, dimly seen through cataracts
Jump onto the escalator
Press the button on the lift
Erase the dust on old stair carpets
Endless treads like waves of regret
Now it seems I'm going madder
Falling off this rotting ladder

Your program, newspaper
So they say
Rumour spread by word of mouth
Jump onto the escalator
Press the button on the lift
Erase the dust on old stair carpets
Endless treads like waves of regret
Now it seems I'm going madder
Falling off this rotting ladder

There's something in your soul that makes me feel so old
In fact I think I've died about six hundred times
There's less of me now and more of me then
I'm moving back to the age of men

Jump off the tarmac there's no stagecoach speed limit
Outside the office hangs the man on the gibbet
Jump off the tarmac there's no stagecoach speed limit
Outside the office swings the man on the gibbet
Track Name: Circus Of Death
Circus Of Death
Written by Oakey / Marsh / Ware


Verse 1
Nine o'clock flight from Hawaii
The Trident is just touching down
We're waiting here on the tarmac
McGarrett is wearing a frown

He's here to help with a problem
A blood-spattered curse on our land
Please cast your eye over this map, sir
This business is quite out of hand

Chorus 1
The circus of death is approaching
Its pathway is painted in red
Before it the frightened and helpless
Behind it a trail of the dead

Verse 2
The narcotic that forges their union
Is a substance known only to one
To the clown it is known as dominion
It's a secret that he'll give to none

The drug which gives the clown power
Means the circus can never be stopped
And his dream can go on unhindered
'Til the last human being has dropped

Chorus 2
Spare me and my family
I've done you no wrong
Go away, please let us be
I've known you for too long
Track Name: The Path of Least Resistance
The Path of Least Resistance
Written by Oakey / Marsh / Ware

Verse 1
Faced with the choice, what would you say?
The path of least resistance, It seems the only way
But can we look a little further? To level four I think
Self-belief's the answer, and not another drink
The safe method, the only way, you rationalise your course
Stay part of the crowd, and never find the source
Feel wanted, feel numb, just stay as you are
The truth is...comfort kills, and you don't need that car

Chorus
So sad, the early grave, when all the fun's for free
Start digging the early grave, and keep it warm for me

Verse 2
Faced with the choice, what would you say?
The path of least resistance, It seems the only way
But let's look a little further, to level four, I think
Self-belief's the answer, and not another drink
The safe method, the only way, you rationalise your course
Stay a part of the crowd, and never find the source
Feel wanted, feel numb, just stay as you are
The truth is, comfort kills, and you don't need that car
Track Name: Blind Youth
Blind Youth
Written by Ian Craig Marsh, Philip Oakey, Martyn Ware

Verse 1
No future they say
But must it be that way?
Now is calling
The city is human

Chorus
Blind youth take hope
You’re no Joe Soap
Your time is due
Big fun come soon

Verse 2
We’ve had it easy, we should be glad
High-rise living’s not so bad

Middle 8
Dehumanisation
Is such a big word
It’s been around since
Richard The Third
Dehumanisation
It’s easy to say
But if you’re not a hermit
You’ll know the city’s okay
Track Name: The Word Before Last
The Word Before Last
Written by Oakey / Marsh / Ware

Verse 1
Faced with the choice, what would you say?
The path of least resistance, It seems the only way
But can we look a little further? To level four I think
Self-belief's the answer, and not another drink
The safe method, the only way, you rationalise your course
Stay part of the crowd, and never find the source
Feel wanted, feel numb, just stay as you are
The truth is...comfort kills, and you don't need that car

Chorus
So sad, the early grave, when all the fun's for free
Start digging the early grave, and keep it warm for me

Verse 2
Faced with the choice, what would you say?
The path of least resistance, It seems the only way
But let's look a little further, to level four, I think
Self-belief's the answer, and not another drink
The safe method, the only way, you rationalise your course
Stay a part of the crowd, and never find the source
Feel wanted, feel numb, just stay as you are
The truth is, comfort kills, and you don't need that car
Track Name: Empire State Human
Empire State Human
Written by Phil Oakey, Ian Craig Marsh & Martyn Ware

Verse 1
Since I was very young and realized
I never wanted to be human sized
So I avoid the crowds and traffic jams
They just remind me of how small I am
Because of this longing in my heart
I'm going to start the growing up
I'm going to grow now and never stop
Think like a mountain, grow to the top

Chorus
Tall, tall, tall, I want to be tall, tall, tall
As big as a wall, wall, wall, as big as a wall, wall, wall
And if I'm not tall, tall, tall, then I will grow, grow, grow
Because I'm not tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall
Tall, tall, tall, I want to be tall, tall, tall
As big as a wall, wall, wall, as big as a wall, wall, wall
And if I'm not tall, tall, tall, then I will grow, grow, grow
Because I'm not tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall, tall

Verse 2
With concentration
My size increased
And now I'm fourteen stories high
At least!!
Empire state human
Just a bored kid
I'll go to Egypt to be
A pyramid

Coda
Brick by brick
Stone by stone
Growing till he's fully grown
Brick by brick
Stone by stone
Growing till he's fully grown

Fetch more water
Fetch more sand
Biggest person in the land
Fetch more water
Fetch more sand
Biggest person in the land
Track Name: Morale / You've Lost That Loving Feeling
Morale
Written by Oakey / Marsh / Ware

Don’t talk
Close the door
You’ve been here before

Your shape dim
I’m an old man now
The air’s thin
The walls very damp now

And if I don’t go
I’ll always be stuck here in this poor little room
With a view of the corner

I don’t forget
The light growing weak now
Experience is useless
Unless you can learn

And I’ve never met anyone
Who used their knowledge
To avoid those mistakes made again and again

And if I don’t go
I’ll always be stuck here in this poor little room
With a view of the corner



You've Lost That Loving Feeling
Written by Spector / Mann / Weil


Verse 1
You never close your eyes anymore when I kiss your lips
And there’s no tenderness like before in your fingertips
You’re trying hard not to show it (baby)
But baby, baby I know it

Chorus
You’ve lost that loving feeling, woah, that loving feeling
You’ve lost that loving feeling, now it’s gone, gone, gone, woah-woah

Verse 2
Now there’s no welcome look in your eyes when I reach for you
And girl you’re starting to criticise little things I do
It makes me just feel like crying (baby)
‘cos, baby, something beautiful’s dying

Middle 8
Baby, baby, I’d get down on my knees for you
If you would only love me like you used to do, yeah
We had a love, a love, a love you don’t find every day
So don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t let it slip away

Coda
Bring back that loving feeling, woah, that loving feeling
Bring back that loving feeling
Now it’s gone, gone, gone and I can’t go on
Baby (baby), baby (baby), I want you please (woooo)
Please (woooo)
I need your love (I need your love)
I need your love (I need your love)
Now it bring it on back (bring it on back)
bring it on back now (bring it on back now)
Now bring it on back
Track Name: Austerity / Girl One
Austerity / Girl One
Written by Phil Oakey, Ian Craig Marsh & Martyn Ware

In the town
The start of day
The father thinks in sadness
On why his daughters went away
On youth and other madness

I know we don't choose who we love
And malice is so human
When your principle's no good
It's time to find a new one
I was brought up to believe
That to avoid disaster
In life as in your dreams
You've got to be the monster
When you've done your very best
When things turn out unpleasant
When the best of men take bribes
Isn't it the fool who doesn't?

In the town
By the house
The journalist is waiting
And near this place
There is a space
A subject contemplating


You've got your keys to get back in
You've washed your face so you can smile
You've got your pockets full of lending cash
Your ticket to the ladies mile
You brush away a flake of zinc
Advance toward the street outside
You close your mind so you can't think
The hide, the ride, the tide

But the scenes come rushing in
Like eels into your net
And it's just like Joseph said
Another walk you can't forget
But you push into the bleak
Where all the women walk in fear
Another three-word phrase
The near, the clear, the dear

You're a lonely little girl
Who just wants to please her dad
So you thought you'd be a nurse
Just like your mother had
But you make the patients worse
And the doctors know you're bad
(Better get back to the oracle)

The oracle in this case
Is a message on your phone
It says where you go
Gravity has gone
You know this is true
But you want to speak of love
Prediction and ambiguity
Go hand in glove

The oracle in this case
Is a face on your wall
It says where you go
People will fall

And near this place
There is a space
A subject contemplating
And in the town
The sun goes down
No-one investigating
Track Name: Zero As a Limit
Zero As A Limit
Written by Ian Craig Marsh, Philip Oakey, Martyn Ware

Take the lovebird, kiss the stranger
Leave the trailer, take the car
Feel the sound rushing over you
Q E D

See my finger, the way it points you
Follow blindly into the road
Feel the sound rushing over you
Q E D

See the stranger getting nearer
Iron teardrop, collision course
Feel the sound rushing over you
Q E D

See the blood now overflowing
No more compression, compression done
Feel the sound rushing over you
Q E D

I saw it happen, you saw it happen
We saw it happen, it can't be true
The stranger crashing into you

I saw it happen, you saw it happen
We saw it happen, it can't be true
The stranger crashing into you

The stranger crashing into you
The stranger crashing into you
The stranger crashing into you

Into you
Into you
Into you
Track Name: Being Boiled
Being Boiled
Written by Phil Oakey, Ian Craig Marsh & Martyn Ware

Verse 1
Listen to the voice of Buddha
Saying stop your sericulture
Little people like your offspring
Boiled alive for some god's stocking
Buddha's watching, Buddha's waiting

Verse 2
Just because the kid's an orphan
Is no excuse for thoughtless slaying
People don't forget this torture
Just because you call her mother
Doesn't mean that she's your better

Verse 3
Once more with the voice of Buddha
He'll say carry on your slaughter
Who cares for the little children
You may slice with no conviction
Blind revenge on a blameless victim

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