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The Slippermen Pay Homage to Peter Gabriel in
The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway (1974)

Multimedia Mania

A City Of Tomorrow

This is an open source sort-of project.

You are surrounded by the working version of a multimedia thingie. People will experience this version of The Lamb in many different flavors. Depending on your point-of-view, it may be either chocolate or vanilla... it may be still or involve motion... it may be the same as yesterday or different than tomorrow.


The Lamb Lies Down On Broadway
(Banks/Collins/Gabriel/Hackett/Rutherford)

Keep your fingers out of my eye.

While I write I like to glance at the butterflies in glass that are all around the walls. The people in memory are pinned to events I can't recall too well, but I'm putting one down to watch him break up, decompose and feed another sort of life. The one in question is all fully biodegradable material and categorised as 'Rael'. Rael hates me, I like Rael, - yes, even ostriches have feelings, but our relationship is something both of us are learning to live with. Rael likes a good time, I like a good rhyme, but you won't see me directly anymore - he hates my being around. So if his story doesn't stand, I might lend a hand, you understand? (ie. the rhyme is planned, dummies).

The flickering needle jumps into red. New York crawls out of its bed.

Early Morning NYC

And the lamb lies down on Broadway.

Early morning Manhattan,
Ocean winds blow on the land.

The weary guests are asked to leave the warmth of the all-night theater, having slept on pictures others only dream on.

Movie-Palace is now undone,
The all-night watchmen have had their fun.
Sleeping cheaply on the midnight show,
It's the same old ending - time to go.
Get out!
It seems they cannot leave their dream.

The un-paid extras disturb the Sleeping Broadway. WALK to the left DON'T WALK to the right: on Broadway, directions don't look so bright. Autoghosts keep the pace for the cabman's early mobile race.

There's something moving in the sidewalk steam,
And the lamb lies down on Broadway.

Nightime's flyers feel their pains.
Drugstore take down the chains.
Metal motion comes in bursts,
The gas station can quench that thirst.
Suspension cracked on unmade road,
The trucker's eyes read 'Overload'!

Enough of this - our hero is moving up the subway stairs into day- light. Beneath his leather jacket he holds a spray gun which has left the message R-A-E-L in big letters on the wall leading underground. It may not mean much to you but to Rael it is part of the process going towards 'making a name for yourself.' When you're not even a pure-bred Puerto Rican the going gets tough and the tough gets going.

And out on the subway,
Rael Imperial Aerosol Kid
Exits into daylight, spraygun hid,
And the lamb lies down on Broadway.

With casual sideways glances along the wet street, he checks the motion in the steam to look for potential obstruction. Seeing none, he strides along the sidewalk, past the drugstore with iron guard being removed to reveal the smile of the toothpaste girl, past the nightladies and past Patrolman Frank Leonowich (48, married, two kids) who stands in the doorway of the wig-store. Patrolman Leonowich looks at Rael in much the same way that other Patrolmen look at him, and Rael only just hides that he is hiding something. Meanwhile from out of the steam a lamb lies down. This lamb has nothing whatsoever to do with Rael, or any other lamb - it just lies down on Broadway.

The lamb seems right out of place,
Yet the Broadway street scene finds a focus in its face.
Somehow it's lying there,
Brings a stillness to the air.
Though man-made light, at night is very bright,
There's no whitewash victim,
As the neons dim, to the coat of white.
Rael Imperial Aerosol Kid
Wipes his gun - he's forgotten what he did,
And the lamb lies down on Broadway.

NYC with Neon Lights On

Suzanne tired her work all done,
Thinks money - honey - be on - neon.
Cabman's velvet glove sounds the horn,
And the sawdust king spits out his scorn.
Wonder women you can draw your blind!
Don't look at me! I'm not your kind.
I'm Rael!

Something inside me has just begun,
Lord knows what I have done,
And the lamb lies down on Broadway.
On Broadway -
They say the lights are always bright on Broadway.
They say there's always magic in the air.


Credits
Danielle: Little Lamb vocals
Digital Yoda: keyboards, vocals, animation, live action filming

Original Credits
Tony Banks: keyboards.
Phil Collins: drums, vocals, percussion, vibes.
Peter Gabriel: lead vocals, flute and story.
Steve Hackett: lead guitar, guitars.
Mike Rutherford: bass guitar, 12-string.

Composed, arranged and performed by Tony Banks/Phil Collins/Peter Gabriel/Steve Hackett/Mike Rutherford.
Produced by John Burns/Genesis.
Engineered by David Hutchins.
Brian Eno responsible for 'Enossification'.
Choral contribution by Graham Bell.
Recorded at Glosspant, Wales, with the Island Mobile Studio, and mixed at Island Studios, London, August/September/October 1974.
Sleeve design and photography by Hipgnosis.

Original releases
UK November 1974, Charisma CGS101 vinyl, two records. Gatefold sleeve with story text and illustrations, inner sleeves with lyrics and liner art.
US 1974, Atco SD 2-401 vinyl, two records.
Europe 1974, Charisma 6641226 vinyl, two records.
Japan 1974, Charisma SFX10022-3 vinyl, two records.

Re-issues
UK 1984, Virgin CGSMC101, doubleplay cassette.
US, Atco CS2-401, two cassettes.
UK 1986, Virgin CGSCD101, two compact discs. Grey border ruins cover art, lacking illustrations, but includes complete story text and lyrics.
US July 1987, Atlantic ATL401, two compact discs. Includes lyrics.


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