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Studio album released 1991
Black’s eponymous album divided critics, but is described as the best Black album by the Rough Guide to Music, particularly for its ‘top notch arrangements’. Lyrically, the album is Black’s most optimistic. ‘Feel like change’ addresses the frustration of powerlessness with the optimism that one man can make a difference; ‘Fly up to the moon’ is an upbeat musical daydream; and ‘Sweet breath of your rapture’ and ‘She’s my best friend’ are joyful love songs.
The album featured backing vocals by Sam Brown, Robert Palmer and Camilla Griehsel-Vearncombe, who would later guest on ‘Water on Snow’ as ‘Lady Black’.
This was to be the final album for major label A&M. “A difference of opinion developed between Black and A&M over the choice of the first single,” Colin wrote to fans in 1992. A&M lobbied for ‘Here it comes again’ while CV preferred ‘Feel like change’. CV’s choice was released to some success, particularly in South Africa. After what Colin described as ‘two to three years arguing with A&M about everything’, Colin parted company with the major label.
Read ‘Black – Essay No. 3 in the series The Music of Black (Colin Vearncombe)’ here.
Lyrics
Too Many Times
There’ve been too many times
When I never said what was on my mind
How was I to know you’d go so soon?
Your God will come to take you home
Leaving me stumbling over
These stupid lines on a shabby page
Daddy, sometimes I’m filled with rage – I lost the only thing that was really mine
So Daddy, can you hear me?
Oh Daddy, do I still make you laugh?
And I know just what you’d say
Is this really the time and place?
To say all of those things that we never said
There’ve been too many times
When my head was filled with stupid pride
I hope you’re laughing now that all these words have been set aside
Oh Daddy, can you hear me?
Oh Daddy, do I still make you laugh?
And I know just what you’d say
Is this really the time and place?
To say all of those things that we never said
It seems so long since I saw you
Yet it seems like yesterday
There’s no need to make amends for I look on us as friends
Oh Daddy can you hear me?
Oh daddy do I still make you laugh?
Feel Like Change
Everything changes when you think about it
There’s not much you can do about it
But another broken Irish sat on a park bench
Feels his life like a gut wrench
Like it’s passing him by
So I feel like change
I feel like walking out and standing in the rain
I feel like change, feel like change
Everything changes as you stare at it
We’ve all learned to live with it
But another bag-lady, beggar man, thief
Another low-flyer came to grief
Can barely stand
So I feel like change
I feel like walking out and standing in the rain
I feel like change, feel like change
I never wanted to write this song
It won’t help what’s going on
When we look at what’s going on
Two rights could make a wrong
This is such a pointless fight
Two songs won’t make it right
Three songs won’t make it right
Maybe a hundred songs might make it right
Here It Comes Again
Here we are, between the towers of love and devotion
Why can’t we seem to be what we want to be?
Always placing obstacles in our path, in our way
I try to ride the chill in me
But here it comes again
Here we are, and here we’ll stay, wrapped up in an ocean
A veil of tears, imagined fears and God knows why
Whatever I try to do, it goes in right and comes out wrong
I try to wrap the chill in me
But here it comes again
Whatever I try to do, it goes in right and comes out wrong
I try to wrap the chill in me
But here it comes again
Learning How to Hate
Rubberband, you’re like a rubberband
You keep on snapping back at me
So this is jealousy
Hollow vase, you’re a hollow vase
and when you talk to yourself
You hear an answer back
What kind of world are you living in?
What type of sweet thing would make the medicine better?
What type of world are you waiting for?
You give me one one of those headaches
One drink won’t take away
(Learning how to hate)
Rumour true, rumour false – it’s all the same to you
On cloud cuckoo
And every mistake I’ve ever made
Comes back to haunt me
My own fools gallery
Our clam chowder comes without the powder
It doesn’t happen here
This is a nice place
What kind of world are you living in?
What type of sweet thing would make the medicine better?
What type of world are you waiting for?
You give me one one of those headaches
One drink won’t take away
(Learning how to hate)
Fly Up to the Moon
Gonna fly up to the moon
Raising all of my money
Can’t make it too soon
I am sick of it down here
Gonna fly up to the moon
So this is how the world ends
‘not with a bang but with a Wimpy’
Don’t laugh too soon, I am sick of it down here
Gonna fly up to the moon
Who needs all the troubles of today, what’s the difference anyway?
I feel out of focus but what can I do there’s only you?
Gonna fly up to the moon
Raising all of my money, can’t make it too soon
I am sick of it down here
Gonna fly up to the moon
When they open the borders where will you be?
I’ll climb the highest tree to avoid the stampede
And if I should fly there’s only you
You
There’s only you that would say
Goodbye
Let’s Talk About Me
Little queen beware
Fashion tempers flare
And they light up with a brilliant glare
Page after page after page after page, after page
A hollow vase only costs ten pounds
But an empty vessel makes the loudest sound
And you have to get heard in this loudest of towns
Or go under
The people look like ghouls in the neon light
Get the big city blues every single night
World gone crazy? It was never sane
Not now, not ever
Bars full of couples not talking to eachother
Seeking solitude in the company of others
“We’re not in love, we just can’t resist each other
At playtime”
We don’t care if you can’t pay
We don’t care what you’ve got to say
We don’t hear when you cry out
Our smiles are hollowed out
Let’s talk about me
Let’s talk about me
Sweet Breath of your Rapture
Hey babe, love the way you walk
Got a knock-kneed swing goes back and forth
I could lose myself in the curve of your hips
Aching to kiss your sweet lips
Yeah, baby, I love your eyes
They’re sea green but they’re twice as deep
Like a man crossing the bridge of sighs
I am afraid to sleep
And miss the sweet breath of your rapture
The sweet breath of your rapture
Hey baby love to hold your hands
But sometimes the best laid plans
disappear like a smoke ring in a shifting wind
And yeah baby I love your smile
It’s worth the wait, it’s worth the while
And it makes my raw, sagging spirits rise
It makes them soar, it makes them fly
to taste the sweet breath of your rapture
Sweet breath of your rapture
To taste the sweet breath of your rapture
So make a guess, take a chance
When my fortune is made, what will I do?
I’ll be straight to your room
to taste the sweet breath of your rapture
the sweet breath of your rapture
the sweet breath of your rapture
Hey baby, hey baby
the sweet breath of your rapture
Hey baby, hey baby
the sweet breath of your rapture
Listen
Listen to the money when it talks
Makes you feel used up and small
You’re caught between its hands
Why did you try at all?
I listened and remembered what he said
“What’s good for me is good for you
Be careful what you wish for
It might come true”
That sometimes at night
When you’re alone inside your bed
You think about the things that have been said
That sometimes your life begins to go
In directions you don’t like
You can’t resist the flow
If you listen then you might
Then you might…
Listen once and listen good
What’s lost is never coming back
The people that you trust
Are the people you should watch
Ooh and sometimes at night
When you’re alone inside your bed
You think about the things that have been said
That sometimes your life begins to go
In directions you don’t know
You can’t resist the flow
If you listen then you might
Then you might…
She’s My Best Friend
I run at things too fast, only give them half a chance
Say what you want, say what you will, but it’s true
I’m far too lazy, I do enough, but do nothing more
I like to drink, I like to play, do you too?
Until I knew her I never knew what a woman can do
did what she want, what she will, is it true?
She holds her own, she holds mine too, we do a merry dance
Do what we want, do what we will, do you too?
I brush her hair, and it crackles with the static
I never meant to kiss her, it was purely automatic
She’s my angel, she’s my Betty Blue
She’s my best friend
She’s my best friend
Her fingers drumming time, drumming time,
drumming on my beating heart
I got it good, I’ve got it bad – it’s true
You never know just what the blues are like
until you take a taste of the sweet life
I found an angel, a reason to smile
A best friend
She’s gone, she’s out of sight, she’s my love me tender,
my P.G. fright, my lady day in the dead of night
I found an angel, a reason to smile
a best friend
My best friend
She’s my best friend
This Is Life
If your lonely heart is aching
Think you can’t take any more
You have to cup your hands to keep the light
I will lean across your shoulder
and whisper in your ear that this is life
If you’re old enough to face it
You’re old enough to fake it
To get what you desire and still ask why
Then I’ll tap you on the shoulder
and whisper in your ear that this is life
This is what you struggle for
No reprisals, no resistance
This is life
Can you answer me a question
Have you lain awake at night
The blinds undrawn the ceiling streaked with light
You feel tired but you can’t sleep
Feel so hungry you can’t eat
well this is life
Has your courage seemed to fail you
as you take your chosen path
You pass a camel through a needle’s eye
Cut up in tiny little pieces
and you’ve learned the major rule
that this is life
This is what you waited for
No rehearsals, no more stalling
This is life
Have it tattooed on the inside
of your pink and sleepy eyelids
This is life
This is life
Absence makes the heart grow fonder
grow more foolish than we can ever guess
You feel your nerve ends slowly coiling
You hope the answer’s no
The answer’s yes.
This is what you struggle for
No reprisals, no resistance
This is life
This is what you waited for
No rehearsals, no more stalling
This is life
If you can’t get what you ought
Lead by example
Don’t get caught
Cause this is life
This is life
This is life
This is life
This is life
Oh oh
This is life
4 comments on “Black”
Feel Like Change and Here It Comes Again are master pieces.
Totally agree.
I have been constantly listening to these 2 songs since 1998 without getting tired. In their refined composition these two masterpieces have a depth rarely found in contemporary music.
Now streaming on digital services too, along with “comedy”. When did this (finally) happen?
I like very much both songs, I can’t understand why both singles have not been bigger hits, especially in the UK, and it’s a shame they have been unnoticed in France.