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Reading Rock 1983

by Twelfth Night

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  • DVD

    Our first Archive Release DVD, Reading Rock ’83 features our legendary performance with Geoff Mann at the 1983 Reading Festival. Now available as a SPECIAL EDTION by the inclusion of a bonus CD-R featuring the 4 tracks broadcast by the BBC.

    Festival-goer and Twelfth Night fan Colin Dodd filmed us from the crowd on the day and sent his fantastic footage to us. David Read re-mastered the video with the BBC stereo recording of our set (originally broadcast on the Friday Rock Show back in 1983), and enhanced it with some truly wonderful state-of-the-art animated stills. He also designed the sleeve for us.

    Although the footage is only from a single camera, if you have fond memories of seeing Geoff in 1983, or indeed never saw him perform with the band, then this tight 40 minute set consisting of The Ceiling Speaks, Creepshow, The Poet Sniffs a Flower and Sequences will take you right back.

    There is a short trailer for the DVD at our YouTube channel:

    As with all of our releases, there are lots of added extras: including 4 performances filmed at Reading University in January 1983 (We Are Sane + three others), an interview with Brian and Clive, plus slideshows and some other bonuses which you’ll need to buy the DVD to find!
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1.
I am the ceiling, you are the floor above me rising into real I am deceiving, you are the honesty I pray that I could feel I am confusion, you are the thought that heals clarity of vision I am delusions, you are the target struck a shot of pure precision And how I love you Some may say it's all unreal, that's not the way I feel My heartbeat dance and play, nothing more to say… How well you know me, how much you show me As you lead me to my goal Ferryman row me across deep waters to the calm side of my soul Where we can beachcomb (Chorus) Trace the feeling back to source Adopt a different kind of course The change of heart, another place to start Secret steps are in your dance, the offer of a second chance The site renewed, a clearer point of view No longer need a careful plan, no longer be the also ran I laid my life down and I picked it up again Freedom! Along the way I sing celebration I sing for the new day Freedom! Now I know So long as we're together, there's nowhere that we cannot go I called your name, no words remained … enter! I am delivered, I am a baby born into your sacred peace I was a prisoner You were the key that opened locks for my release And Christ I love you (Chorus) Nothing more to say…
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Creepshow 11:58
Welcome, welcome First today to see the creepshow Come see the exhibits, but do not touch They cannot bear touch, here in the creepshow Please do not hang back It's hard enough to show people around The creepshow, the creepshow First, here on the rack strapped, a child's virgin mind We see the careful white-coats Affix their machines veins to the pulsing neck side Checking dials they monitor reaction She must love her daddy's banker She must love her daddy's banker For her part in the creepshow, the creepshow Amanda, so sad, Amanda … But let's brush over sadness, give her the pills and diagnose madness, madness Give her, give her, Amanda? Amanda! Anymore for any more? No! Cyril Has-Or-Might-Have-Been must fill his lust They let him bayonet robots as his morning constitutional To sate his rage unless he feels his age We can't have that! Sometimes he'll watch a war-film On the moron machine in the corner of his cell Lost in time, lost in minds Cyril writhes like smoke His bigot's eyes are slashed skin Their expression none the nicer for being blank Amanda, still mad. Amanda, still sad... "And so ladies and gentlemen, We come to the nerve centre of the whole affair. As you will see, it is a mirror. To some it is the mirror of dreams, Where every passion, desire and action flit through the still spaces behind its surface, Tantalising yet distant. Of these many stand before it until death. To others, it is distorting, Everything in it being warped and buckled by fear, Yet perceived as reality. These will cringe before it, wimpering and immobile, Though a few batter their skulls against the dull sheen Attempting to smash the horrors they believe are in the glass or at least attain oblivion, whichever comes first. Some see just a mirror, whilst some see what at first appears to be their own image, which, however, moves them saying 'COME ON, WAKE UP! WHO'S RUNNING THIS SHOW ANYWAY?'" Now, It's up to you Use your free will You decide, yes you! you! you decide Whether or not you will return For if you come again You'd better bring your ball and chain Unguided embittered attraction of The creepshow The creepshow The creepshow
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Instrumental
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Sequences 16:46

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Recorded at the Reading Festival In August 1983.

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released July 2, 2020

Rick Battersby: keyboards
Brian Devoil: drums, percussion
Geoff Mann: vocals
Clive Mitten: bass, guitar, keyboards
Andy Revell: lead guitar

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Twelfth Night are an English progressive rock band of the 1980s, reformed between 2007 and 2012 and again in 2014.

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