Release: Anne Pigalle—Everything could be so perfect…
Anne Pigalle
Everything could be so perfect…
Anne Pigalle
Everything could be so perfect…
Type: Album
Format: 12" vinyl
Label: Zang Tuum Tumb
Catalogue ref.: ZTTIQ7
Series: Action series no. 19; IQ series no. 7
Release date: 14 October 1985
Country: United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland
Sleeve design: Anne Pigalle; Sterling; XL Design;
Photographer: Sterling
Side 1
Side 2
Occasionally the tracklisting printed on the sleeve art of a release isn’t 100% accurate. Tracks may be missing, mixes unspecified or misnamed. For this reason a more accurate actual tracklisting is shown alongside the printed tracklisting.
Outer sleeve: Front
ANNE PIGALLE
everything could be so perfect…
Outer sleeve: Back
side one
WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE THIS WAY…
VIA VAGABOND
LOOKING FOR LOVE
HE! STRANGER…
side two
INTERMISSION (the gods are bored)
SOUVENIR D’UN PARIS
A CRACK IN THE OCEAN
THE 1000 COLOURS WALTZ
Produced by Luis Jardim
Nick Plytas (Musical Co-ordination)
Anne Pigalle (Direction)
Encouragements from Trevor Horn
(Why Does It Have To Be This Way)
Cover by Anne Pigalle and Sterling
Photography by Sterling
Design by XL
(ZTT logo)
This has been number 19 in Zang Tuum Tumb’s Action Series
(Island logo)
’Everything could be so perfect…
But will Everything be so?…
Well, if Life has been a merry go round,
and Mockery still makes its home,
Remember that somewhere, a heart cannot forget,
and keeps dancing, the 1000 colours waltz.’
Inner sleeve: Front
WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE THIS WAY…
(Pigalle/Plytas)
Yes, you will stay near my heart, dear,
Not like a faded memory…
You won’t send my fantasies to sleep,
Oh! Please don’t disappoint me.
You’d be my 1001 nights prince,
My gangster, my complice,
You might have to sign away life away,
But please don’t disappoint me!
Why does it have to be this way…
When everything could have been so perfect
Cause only you know the mystery,
The secret of my life, so why is it so!!
Faut-il vraiement que ce soit comme ça…
If I can read your present, dear,
By looking deeply in your eyes,
Only you can decide of my future
Only you could be my master.
Stars would like to see it right,
They feel we are their proteges
So who else could have been there watching
Tell me who, tell me the answer
Why does is have to be this way…
The things we’ve done simply can’t forget
Cause only you know the mystery,
The secret of my life, so why is it so!!
VIA VAGABOND
(Pigalle/Plytas)
Tiens, te revoila, toi! Tu cours encore,
Par la-bas sur les toits…
Ta femme, elle t’ettend,
Main c’est encore plus fort que toi
Comme une angoisse dans l gorge…
Et ta femme, le sait-elle
Que méme une rivière de diamants
Ne peut changer le temps…
Via vagabond they say, via vagabond they know…
Les fleurs du temps sont capricieuses,
En femme jalouse, elles font payer cher leurs talents
Elles savent bien que rien ici n’est eternel
Ah! Comme c’est idiot! et puis, comme c’est vrai!
Hum… L’air est bon, hum l’air est frais…
Quand on est jeune et sur les toits,
Hum, l’air est bon…
Via vagabond they say —
LOOKING FOR LOVE
(Pigalle)
In an old bar so near the sea,
There are sailors, they drink a lot
And every day, even Sunday,
The sea eats them, the sea hooks them
And all the memories from the wall
Have fallen down on their poor souls
You have to see, yes to believe
That mockery has made a home
They’re looking for love, unfaithful and funny kind of love
They’re looking for love, and you can be sure they will be back for more
It’s closing time and you’re passing by
Well don’t make a speech, understand why
The people here don’t want to learn
They’re busy whispering things
Deals so shady, unpure mermaids
Stories to make the air turn wet
The sea is so salty they say,
Cause it still cries when it recalls,
They’re looking for love…
And then like it happens sometimes
The funny thing is yet to come
The nearest that they’ve seen the sea
Must be in the bottom of their glass,
They are looking for love
And you can be sure they will be back for more.
HE! STRANGER…
(Pigalle/Plytas)
The rumour has arrived,
He has been here since noon.
A funny name he wears
We can’t trust him, we stare
Where are you from stranger?
What trick makes you danger…
Frontiers might well close down
But we’ll protect our town.
He, stranger! He, stranger!
Have you got a story
Which makes our sound silly?
You see the law has a face,
And our child fight in space.
Computers complex free,
We’ll have to pay the fee.
How much for your problem
We’ll make it our emblem,
The doubt is a torture
We can’t live insecure.
He, stranger! He, stranger!
Have you got a story we’ve never heard before,
He, stranger! Don’t make it too easy!
Cause stranger, we have heard so many…
Inner sleeve: Back
ZTTIQ7
INTERMISSION
(Pigalle/Plytas)
It was one of those mornings
It was still very early, if I remember…and…
Tears and frowns of last night, forgotten, far away…
The sun was slowly climbing up in the sky
And over the clouds out there, oh no!…
The Gods are bored again!
Intermission, for the Gods are bored.
Les dieux s’ennuient, car le ciel est gris.
The game is to be played, demonic contract, not a miracle
The next performance starts in ten minutes
Don’t miss the treat!
Intermission, the Gods are bored.
We can change the world, we feel so good
Ah! It’s such an unfair, unfair affair.
He! God, you’re not always funny, and I know you’ve got weakness too.
The gods are bored, and you are bored, but things could start to change!
Destiny looses its head, because fatality starts being difficult again
She’s such a know it all, always cramping somebody else’s style,
And Chance, oh well, Chance has disappear, and we might not ever see her again, oh camp, so camp…
Intermission, the Gods are bored!
SOUVENIR D’UN PARIS
(Pigalle/Plytas)
Loin d’ici, adieu big ben, Pigalle la grande se dresse devant vous…
Ah! Ses lumières, oh! c’est fou, ca tourney,
Ses yeux doux qui ne cessent de sourire
Ah! Souvenir d’un Paris réveur
Souvenir d’un Paris charmeur…
Tant d’images qui défilent, la vile vibre et les sons palpitent
Le metro roule et mon coeur s’ouvre
Pour toi l’inconnu sur la tour, Eiffel
Ah! Souvenir en technicolour
Souvenir d’un Paris songeur
Tu croyais au supreme frisson, seulement, regardes les murs se lézardent
Life has been a merry-go-round
And life has certainly made you cry
Souvenir d’un Paris frimeur
Souvenir d’un Paris tricheur
Et eu coin de la rue des Saints, il y a une fille, le regard vide
Et juste en face, derriere la porte,
Il y a l’arrangeur des rendez-vous manqués
Ah! Souvenir d’un Paris trompeur
Souvenir d’un Paris qui pleure
Il y des moments out u t’interroges
Et tu te repoudres pour la centieme fois
En deu ans, les choses n’ont pas tellement change
Tu cours toujours après cet impossible,
Souvenir d’un Paris frimeur
Souvenir d’un Paris aguicheur…
A CRACK IN THE OCEAN
(Pigalle/Plytas)
Winter —
Spring —
Winter —
C’est le mystere de l’univers,
Evidemment une drôle d’idylle,
Et puis encore un joli deal…
Automne —
Printemps —
Voici le temps des décolletes, voici le temps des coups oses —
A crack in the ocean…
The wave is here to bring you back
It’s the call of the bank
C’est le mystère de l’univers,
La collection printemps-été,
Voice le temps tant attendu
Voici le temps des coups osés…
A crack in the ocean…
THE 1000 COLOURS WALTZ
(Pigalle/Plytas)
The day I saw a man cry, saw the end of my education.
Do you know what I’m talking about, I wish it never stops…
Lovers touching in the dark, as if nothing would happen!
If we meet desillusion, I know that passion will still be burning;
Somewhere, some heart I can feel is beating to the 1000 colours waltz of life.
I’ve heard more than one lie, and I’ve seen people fight
For money, for power, for nothing, so I turned my eyes away
The sky’s offer could be tempting, we can’t give up and we can’t die!
If we meet desillusion, I know that somewhere
Some heart will still beat to the 1000 colour waltz of life
A voice has told me long ago, you should forget and you should smile
Why around me do people fail, well shall I try, well shall I dare
Falling back in the first years, oh fugitive existence
If you meet desillusion…
Don’t forget the 1000 colours waltz of life…
All lyrics written by Ann Pigalle
All songs written by Nick Plytas expect for ‘Looking For Love’ by Anne Pigalle
Piano, organ, synthesizers by Nick Plytas. Vocal performance by Anne Pigalle
All songs produced by Luis Jardim except ‘Why Does It Have To Be This Way’ by Trevor Horn, arranged and conducted by Richard Niles
All songs mixed by Steve Lipson except ‘1000 Colours Waltz’ by Alan Douglas. ‘Intermission’ by Bob Kraushaar, ‘Looking For Love’ by Bob Painter and Steve Lipson.
And…a lot of gratitude to the numerous talents and inspiring Winds that have contributed to this album.
Label: Side A
ZTTIQ 7A
STEREO 33 R.P.M.
side one
WHY DOES IT HAVE TO BE THIS WAY…
VIA VAGABOND
LOOKING FOR LOVE
HE! STRANGER…
Produced by Luis Jardim
Nick Plytas (Musical Co-ordination)
Anne Pigalle (Direction) all lyrics written by Anne Pigalle
All songs written by Nick Plytas except for ‘Looking For Love’ by Anne Pigalle
’Why Does It Have To Be This Way’ Produced by Trevor Horn
All songs published by Perfect Songs Ltd and Unforgettable Songs Ltd
© and ℗ 1985 ZTT
All rights of the manufacturer and of the owner of the recorded work reserved. Unauthorised public performance broadcasting and copying of this record prohibited.
(ZTT logo) (Island logo)
Label: Side B
ZTTIQ 7B
STEREO 33 R.P.M.
side two
INTERMISSION (the gods are bored)
SOUVENIR D’UN PARIS
A CRACK IN THE OCEAN
THE 1000 COLOURS WALTZ
Produced by Luis Jardim
Nick Plytas (Musical Co-ordination)
Anne Pigalle (Direction) all lyrics written by Anne Pigalle
All songs written by Nick Plytas except for ‘Looking For Love’ by Anne Pigalle
’Why Does It Have To Be This Way’ Produced by Trevor Horn
All songs published by Perfect Songs Ltd and Unforgettable Songs Ltd
© and ℗ 1985 ZTT
All rights of the manufacturer and of the owner of the recorded work reserved. Unauthorised public performance broadcasting and copying of this record prohibited.
(ZTT logo) (Island logo)
Anne Pigalle
