Label: Harvest, EMI Records (Germany), 1C 064-65042
Style: Rock
Country: London, England
Time: 42:54
Format: Flac Tracks 16/44,1 kHz
Size: 220 Mb
This may be art rock’s crowning masterpiece, but it is also something
more. With The Final Cut, Pink Floyd caps its career in classic form,
and leader Roger Waters — for whom the group has long since become
little more than a pseudonym — finally steps out from behind the “Wall”
where last we left him. The result is essentially a Roger Waters solo
album, and it’s a superlative achievement on several levels. Not since
Bob Dylan’s “Masters of War” twenty years ago has a popular artist
unleashed upon the world political order a moral contempt so corrosively
convincing, or a life-loving hatred so bracing and brilliantly
sustained. Dismissed in the past as a mere misogynist, a ranting crank,
Waters here finds his focus at last, and with it a new humanity. And
with the departure of keyboardist Richard Wright and his synthesizers —
and the advent of a new “holophonic” recording technique — the music has
taken on deep, mahogany-hued tones, mainly provided by piano, harmonium
and real strings. The effect of these internal shifts is all the more
exhilarating for being totally unexpected. By comparison, in almost
every way, The Wall was only a warm-up.
The Final Cut began as a modest expansion upon the soundtrack of the film version of The Wall, with a few new songs added and its release scheduled for the latter half of 1982. In the interim, however, the movie, a grotesquely misconceived collaboration between Waters and director Alan Parker, was released to a general thud of incomprehension. Around the same time, Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher, irked by the unseemly antics of an Argentine despot, dispatched British troops halfway around the world to fight and die for the Falkland Islands.
That event, coming in the wake of his failed film statement, apparently stirred Waters to an artistic epiphany. Out of the jumbled obsessions of the original Wall album, he fastened on one primal and unifying obsession: the death of his father in the battle of Anzio in 1944. Thus, on The Final Cut, a child’s inability to accept the loss of the father he never knew has become the grown man’s refusal to accept the death politics that decimate each succeeding generation and threaten ever more clearly with each passing year to ultimately extinguish us all.
(rollingstone.com/music/music-album-reviews/the-final-cut-248504/)
The Final Cut began as a modest expansion upon the soundtrack of the film version of The Wall, with a few new songs added and its release scheduled for the latter half of 1982. In the interim, however, the movie, a grotesquely misconceived collaboration between Waters and director Alan Parker, was released to a general thud of incomprehension. Around the same time, Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher, irked by the unseemly antics of an Argentine despot, dispatched British troops halfway around the world to fight and die for the Falkland Islands.
That event, coming in the wake of his failed film statement, apparently stirred Waters to an artistic epiphany. Out of the jumbled obsessions of the original Wall album, he fastened on one primal and unifying obsession: the death of his father in the battle of Anzio in 1944. Thus, on The Final Cut, a child’s inability to accept the loss of the father he never knew has become the grown man’s refusal to accept the death politics that decimate each succeeding generation and threaten ever more clearly with each passing year to ultimately extinguish us all.
(rollingstone.com/music/music-album-reviews/the-final-cut-248504/)
01. A1 The Post War Dream (02:52)
02. A2 Your Possible Pasts (04:30)
03. A3 One Of The Few (01:19)
04. A4 The Hero's Return (02:57)
05. A5 The Gunner's Dream (05:04)
06. A6 Paranoid Eyes (03:36)
07. B1 Get Your Filthy Hands Off My Desert (01:15)
08. B2 The Fletcher Memorial Home (04:12)
09. B3 Southampton Dock (02:10)
10. B4 The Final Cut (04:41)
11. B5 Not Now John (05:02)
12. B6 Two Suns In The Sunset (05:09)
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