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In a country where they turn back time
You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre
Contemplating a crime
She comes out of the sun in a silk dress running
Like a watercolour in the rain
Don't bother asking for explanations
She'll just tell you that she came
In the year of the cat
She doesn't give you time for questions
As she locks up your arm in hers
And you follow 'till your sense of which direction
Completely disappears
By the blue tiled walls near the market stalls
There's a hidden door she leads you to
These days, she says, I feel my life
Just like a river running through
The year of the cat
Well, she looks at you so cooly
And her eyes shine like the moon in the sea
She comes in incense and patchouli
So you take her, to find what's waiting inside
The year of the cat
Well, morning comes and you're still with her
And the bus and the tourists are gone
And you've thrown away the choice and lost your ticket
So you have to stay on
But the drum-beat strains of the night remain
In the rhythm of the new-born day
You know sometimes you're bound to leave her
But for now you're going to stay
In the year of the cat
The imagery is superb. 'Wish I could write like this. I'm stuck in Gonzo-land these days; searching for an exit visa away from this perennial mental health crisis called "America".
No shit.
Its the opening verse that makes this a great song, It's a huge hook:
On a morning from a Bogart movie
In a country where they turn back time
You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre
Contemplating a crime
You can never go wrong with a Peter Lorre reference.
It is strange that Al Stewart takes me back to an innocent, interesting, much more romantic culture that once existed - when far away places were actually far away for most of us - and Peter Lorre, a proud Slovakian was an imaginary figure - or was it all a dream?
It sure is (eventually) growing on me.
They just don't make music like this anymore. Just turned it up loud while washing the dishes, a soused old hippie househusband that I am, and was transported back to the day's before I'd ever washed a dish. Take me back to the 70's and leave me there.
In the year of the cat?
I can remember every time I ever leaned back and let this fabulously timeless tale wash over me like the waters of a true baptism, and how sometimes, I was with someone I'd convinced to join me, and who would later confess to me that they had never indulged in such an obvious pleasure, such an intensely personal yet Universal therapy... IMMORTAL STUFF!
I would join you any time.
Thanks RP for the memories. Old and new.
-John
though they span not a single year, but the Past, Present and Future...
What an outstanding track and album!
such sweet piano...i gotta learn that intro!
what an intro
we should walk into a room, the way this intro sounds
I guess it could be possible, but it would probably sound dreadfully over-produced with many of today's production practices, whereas it didn't sound over-produced on this track.
Well, then, production practices might need to accommodate the music, not the other way around.
Trivia: Al Stewart himself plays the acoustic guitar solo.
String, Sax, and guitar solos in one song. Is that possible ever again?
I guess it could be possible, but it would probably sound dreadfully over-produced with many of today's production practices, whereas it didn't sound over-produced on this track.
*Tommy Cooper died on stage
It's the voice...
Its because he's a Scotsman...The Scots basically invented the modern world ;-)
Canadese wrote:
That's because they are all just displaced Irishmen.
What about the Picts then?
Unlikely, as he was a guitarist. Do you mean Raphael Ravenscroft? In any case it was Phil Kenzie.
Now, bear in mind I'm an engineer by training and profession - I'm sure I'm taking this all too literally. None of this diminishes my love of the song in any way. Definitely a top ten in my list.
The lyrics sound like some kind of stream of consciousness, a bit like most if not all Underworld songs, or quite a few Beck songs. They seem to be pieces of a puzzle and it is up to the listener to build something meaningful out of them. I guess that next to the beautiful music, this is part of what makes this song so enjoyable. You're not being forced into a rigid interpretation and you'd want to listen to it many times merely to try to make more sense out of it.
This song comes on the radio in the surgery. I used it to take my mind off of whatever he was doing to my gnashers, and listened to it.
Every.
Single.
Word.
Been in love with it ever since.
(Dental visits are just about tolerated.)
Oh behave. Neil Tennant isn't fit to restring his guitar.
Because it lifts many peoples mood (including mine) and leaves them happier at the end than they were at the beginning.
Very well said.
It's one of mine. I don't really like a lot of what he does except for On the border but this one is hairs on back of neck, what a tune, esp the solos, hooks, verses, choruses, everything really
Copeland?
I'm not the one to care of the nationality, but I compulsively have to note that Mr. Copeland is American :-)
Now, bear in mind I'm an engineer by training and profession - I'm sure I'm taking this all too literally. None of this diminishes my love of the song in any way. Definitely a top ten in my list.
Lyrics remind me, literally, of nights in the medina of Marrakesh. Not gibberish at all...
Al, Rod, Dave....Is there anymore?
Copeland?
Thanks RP for the great memories!
Ouachita wrote:
Hello Brother
Oh? Who, for example?
everybody sang "guhl" and "wuhld" instead of "gerl" and "werld"
And...mentioning Peter Lorre in the lyrics. Never again! Too bad.
What? Are you kidding me?
Limpopoking wrote:
I had the same experience, though it was hitching round Southern Africa and it was one of about 5 tapes that I had in my possession at the time, so yeah, it received a lot of air play.
Song was written for the 1967 Mercury Cougar
Oh! Well that explains it all!
in the 60s and 70s american singers sang with british accents
Oh? Who, for example?
in the 60s and 70s american singers sang with british accents
Now, bear in mind I'm an engineer by training and profession - I'm sure I'm taking this all too literally. None of this diminishes my love of the song in any way. Definitely a top ten in my list.
Song was written for the 1967 Mercury Cougar
Now, bear in mind I'm an engineer by training and profession - I'm sure I'm taking this all too literally. None of this diminishes my love of the song in any way. Definitely a top ten in my list.
yes, like many, going back for a few minutes
ahh......... like a fine wine it's just better with age
Saw Mr. stewart at a small theater in PA June 2016.
Awesome show!!!!!
"Well morning comes and you're still with her
And the bus and the tourists are gone
And you've thrown away your choice you've lost your ticket
So you have to stay on"
I'm still there.
On a morning from a Bogart movie
In a country where they turn back time
You go strolling through the crowd like Peter Lorre
Contemplating a crime
You can never go wrong with a Peter Lorre reference.
That's because they are all just displaced Irishmen.
It is sublime to me; soothing, calming... 9-->10
Oh, gosh, do I miss WHFS.
And KISS-94 in NC. And any number of "underground" FM stations of the 70s as I traveled up and down the East Coast in my old VW searching for surf or a job - or a woman in a watercolor silk dress.
Al, Rod, Dave....Is there anymore?
I always assumed he was referring to "Casablanca", which is more exotic and romantic than "The Maltese Falcon" and also features both of those actors. At any rate, Al was a good lyricist.
An unsanitary student flat in 1977 after the pubs have closed. A group of us drinking more than is good for us and taking turns to play our favorite vinyl records. My girlfriend puts on Year of the Cat and the boys go mental (we were all punks and didn’t approve of this kind of thing). The girls face us down saying it’s their turn on the turntable and this was their choice. They then (successfully) demand to be allowed to play it a second time as we made such a fuss they didn't get to enjoy it the first time.
Thanks for the memories Bill!
Few may know that the song was co-written by keyboardist Peter Wood, who plays that opening solo (my favorite part of the song). Wood was a career sideman who played with Pink Floyd, Lou Reed, Carly Simon and even Cyndi Lauper.
Somehow, someway, I ran into him about 30 years ago at a Who concert. He introduced himself. And I immediately said "Oh! You co-wrote 'Year of the Cat.' I love that song." I also mentioned his work with British vocalist Jess Roden. It may have been the only time in his life when he was recognized by a fan. There was kind of a stunned look on his face. It was great.
He died in 1993 at age of 43. RIP, Peter.
He was also the bandmate of Tim Renwick in the band Quiver. Renwick does just about every great guitar solo on Al's records. (Okay, Jimmy Page did play on the album "Love Chronicles".) I saw Tim Renwick play live with the resurgence of Procol Harum in '91 and he was friggin' great. Maybe Trower would have done better, but not by much. I also saw Al play live in the 80s, '85 I think, when Peter Wood was with him. The backing band they called "A Shot in the Dark" then and they did an album together. Another bit of Radio Paradise/Al Stewart trivia: Al produced John Martyn's second record, "The Tumbler" which is also fantastic.
Just think about the opening lines. You see a woman in a silk dress (va va va voom!) and....then see strolling the crowd like Peter Lorre (egads!)
I mean...that's just freakin too cool.
Al cheats a little bit here, first he mentions a Bogart movie, and then he throws Peter Lorre into the mix. The Maltese Falcon, maybe? But he doesn't go there, he totally immerses us in a more exotic local and focuses on the romance. They're just great lyrics.
His backing band was The Empty Pockets, from Chicago, and they did an excellent job. In particular, their lead guitarist, Josh Solomon, played all three solo parts in the instrumental bridge of this song.
Just think about the opening lines. You see a woman in a silk dress (va va va voom!) and....then see strolling the crowd like Peter Lorre (egads!)
I mean...that's just freakin too cool.
Knifing's too good for them.
Like a watercolour in the rain
...great memories of this song, and listening to KATT "The Kat" out of OKC... miles and miles away...
Lol....see my post above 🙆
BTW, the Friday music remaster of this album is nothing short of stunning.
mmmm... it says here that the album was released in 1978...