EnglandKing Crimson

Artist rating: 81.16 % (ranking: not set)
Highest rating: 84.18 % (1969)
Most recent trend: 76.71 % (1981)
Highest trend: 89.18 % (1969)

Works
Tracks (A-Ö)

Statistics

Data

Formed: 1969-01-13

Formed 54 years ago
 

External links

Genres

Members

Adrian Belew, Bill Bruford, Boz Burrell, Mel Collins, David Cross, Robert Fripp, Michael Giles, Gordon Haskell, Greg Lake, Tony Levin, Andy McCulloch, Ian McDonald, Jamie Muir, Peter Sinfield, Ian Wallace, John Wetton
1971
72.08 %
1973
65.20 %
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
1974
89.91 %
1981
72.20 %

Starless and Bible Black

King Crimson - Starless and Bible Black
70.70 %
(2010-03-27)
Date released: 1974-03-29
Type: studio

In collection: CD
Best track:  
Average track length: 05:51
Average track rating:

Ranking

King Crimson:
7
/
8
Year (1974):
15
/
66
Decade (1970's):
163
/
597
Overall:
729
/
2711

Tracks

Credits

Band members

2Bill Bruford (24)
drums, percussion
2David Cross (24)
violin, viola, Mellotron, Hohner pianet
2Robert Fripp (27)
guitar, Mellotron, devices, Hohner pianet
2John Wetton (24)
bass, vocals

Producers

Lyrics

The Great Deciever
04:03
Health-food faggot with a bartered bride
Likes to comb his hair with a dipper ride
Once had a friend with a cloven foot
Once he called the tune in a chequered suit

Great Deceiver

In the door on the floor in a paper bag
There's a shoe-shine boy with a gin-shop slag
She raised him up and she called him son
And she canonised the ground that he walked upon

Great Deceiver

Cigarettes, ice cream, figurines of the Virgin Mary
Cigarettes, ice cream, figurines of the Virgin Mary

Cigarettes, ice cream, cadillacs blue jeans

In the night he's a star in the Milky Way
He's a man of the world by the light of day
A golden smile and a proposition
And the breath of God smells of sweet sedition

Great Deceiver

Sing hymns make love get high fall dead
He'll bring his perfume to your bed
He'll charm your life 'til the cold winds blow
Then he'll sell your dreams to a picture show

Cigarettes, ice cream, figurines of the Virgin Mary
Cigarettes, ice cream, figurines of the Virgin Mary

Cadillacs, blue jeans, dixieland playing on the ferry
Cadillacs, blues jeans, drop a glass full of antique sherry
Lament
04:06
I guess I tried to show you how
I'd take the crowd with my guitar
And business men would clap their hands
And clip another fat cigar
And publishers would spread the news
And print my music far and wide
And all the kids who played the blues
Would learn my licks with a bottle neck slide

But now it seems the bubble's burst
Although you know there was a time
When love songs gathered in my head
With poetry in every line
And strong men strove to hold the doors
While with my friends I passed the age
When people stomped on dirty floors
Before I trod the rock'n'roll stage

I'll thank the man who's on the 'phone
And if he's got the time to spend
The problem I'll explain once more
And indicate a sum to lend
That ten percent is now a joke
Maybe thirty, even thirty-five
I'll say my daddy's had a stroke
He'd have one now, if he only was alive

I like the way you look at me
You're laughing too down there inside
I took my chance and you took yours
You crewed my ship, we missed the tide
I like the way the music goes
There's a few good guys who can play it right
I like the way it moves my toes
Just say when you want to go and dance all night...
We'll Let You Know
03:41
instrumental
The Night Watch
04:41
Shine, shine, the light of good works shine
The watch before the city gates depicted in their prime
That golden light all grimy now
Three hundred years have passed
The worthy Captain and his squad of troopers standing fast

The artist knew their faces well
The husbands of his lady friends
His creditors and councillors
In armour bright, the merchant men

Official moments of the guild
In poses keen from bygone days
The city fathers frozen there
Upon the canvas dark with age

The smell of paint, a flask of wine
And turn those faces all to me
The blunderbuss and halberd-shaft
And Dutch respectability

They make their entrance one by one
Defenders of that way of life
The redbrick home, the bourgeoisie
Guitar lessons for the wife

So many years we suffered here
Our country racked with Spanish wars
Now comes a chance to find ourselves
And quiet reigns behind our doors
We think about posterity again

And so the pride of little men
The burghers good and true
Still living through the painter's hand
Request you all to understand
Trio
05:40
instrumental
The Mincer
04:11
Fingers reaching,
Fingers reeking.
Jump for the scream,
Good night, honey.
You're all alone,
Baby, breathing.
They come better looking,
But they don't come mannered.
Starless and Bible Black
09:12
instrumental
Fracture
11:15
instrumental