Magellan_Test_of

1. GAMEFACE 2. A SOCIAL MARGINAL 3. WALK FAST, LOOK WORRIED 4. TEST OF WILLS 5. BULLY PULPIT (PART 1) 6. JACKO 7. CRUCIBLE 8. PREACHING THE CONVERTED 9. CRITIC▓S CARNIVAL (The Solano County Engineering Archives, vault 1) More information┘ GAMEFACE There comes a moment in time before ascent or decline You'll face your darkest hours When others see in your face the test of wills you've embraced You are your own opponent One on one for the moment Keeping your focus in the rat race Do what you have to so you can keep pace You'll love the contact if you wear a gameface Harvest a new relation engage some tribulation progress by confrontation? You stand in awe but don't see You are your adversary Shut up and have some vision futures lost in decision Keeping your focus in the rat race Do what you have to so you can keep pace You'll love the contact if you wear a gameface.

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A SOCIAL MARGINAL Remember me when I met you back in Chicago? Filthy bum (twenty plus some) with an old platitude "Mending fences or mending souls" That was all you had to say But fate was fair my friend Now it's your turn to walk in my place Tell me how's the view from down there- come on don't you like it? Suddenly you are no one and you feel like a freak Down and out you just might find out who you really are Sorry I can't join you right now I'd love to stay but can't be late for my happy hour Now don't get caught up in your paranoia just accept that we both - lose if there's a confrontation Well I think we've got to find some good excuse with a prospect of detente But standing my ground I have drawn the line past which there can be no more compromise Somebody help me find a way out of it I'm quite sure there must be more than meets the eye A matter of what's inside Pretending my soul can hide from the outside When everyone can see we're hiding tragedy Social Marginal- Setting the stage for our power struggle Social Marginal- Engaging you in a test of wills Social Marginal- No diversions please It's time to wear your gameface It's time to wear it now...just put it on. Now don't get caught up in your paranoia just accept that we both lose if there's a confrontation And it's all we've got to find a crucible can't we compromise? Now. Somebody help me find a way out of it I'm quite sure there must be more than meets the eye A matter of what's inside Pretending my soul can hide from the outside When everyone can see we're hiding tragedy Now. Social Marginal- Setting the stage for our power struggle Social Marginal- Engaging you in a test of wills Social Marginal- No diversions please It's time to wear your gameface It's time to wear it now - right now. Mending fences, mending souls? Read between the lines and you'll know Now. Now it's your turn to accept me- Now. ...But caught up in your own self-righteousness All you can do is say - "you first".

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WALK FAST, LOOK WORRIED Fear in a young one with innocence a crisis I must resolve to handle with competence he wants to know if he will be "taken" too he's worried - he asked me point blank "Will I ever be as old as you?" He's just afraid at a young age Don't want to leave you at a young age Son I am sorry that things are not always the way they appear and don't you think about it anymore today we've got plenty of time-so just for now please- Keep me in sigh-Do as I say son Please remember I can't always be there so walk fast, look worried. How did he think of such a question? I'm sorry I have to be the one that changes his perception wish we could keep things just like we had before - an illusion The point is our survival is the only thing we're living for I'm just afraid at a young age want to say the right words at a young age... Son I am sorry that things are not always the way they appear and don't you think about it anymore today we've got plenty of time-so just for now please- Keep me in sight - Do as I say son please remember I can't always be there so walk fast, look worried (x2) Walk fast, look worried... (x4) Sorry son, but I've just begun don't mean to break up all the fun Walk fast, look worried So disengage while pour at the age that you really don't care Walk a line, keep it true 'cause there's more to life than I've told you they'll take your money - take your pride gonna sell you on the dark side... Walk fast, look worried.

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TEST OF WILLS Wish it could be prosperity that's waiting around the corner All I can see is more agony I don't believe things are better Want it for you - want it for me let's do it and keep our sanity Always a fight - we both may be right too stubborn to see It▓s not adversity, it's polarity A balance that keeps the day Can't we agree to disagree? It just might work out this way Want it for you - want it for me Let's do it and keep our sanity All in the past so save it for last when you think of me 'Cause our finest hour is our darkest day To admit we're human- that there's more to life than we want to say In our test of wills did we turn to man? Did we look for answers- from a higher source than we understand? Gotta second chance if we will come clean now or it's all over. I gotta keep it- I gotta keep it going (keep it going) Conflict in everything must be defined look around - see the answers- I think you'll find Nothing is left to chance it's all design Deny it- pay the price? (or peace will find us...) In our test of wills did we turn to man? Did we look for answers- from a higher source than we understand? Gotta second chance if we will come clean now or it's all over I got to keep it going got to keep it going going got to keep it going Depression overwhelming me-a sign Burning out - can't believe it I know you feel it Lost in transgression may be it is time Decide if we're back together or divided 'Cause our finest hour is our darkest day to admit we're human- that there's more to life than we want to say In our test of wills did we turn to man? Did we look for answers- from a higher source than we understand? Gotta second chance if we will come clean now or it's all over A misunderstanding unraveling Flashing back the years Memories hopes and fears calling me home at last Now I'm taking refuge in the past All I can do for now If it's all the same to you... If it's all the same to you... I'll be there if it's all the same to you. But in the end-when everything's said and done Facing my own excuses and there's nowhere to run I should have been the only one to pay for all the times I heard you say- I was wrong to you... I was wrong to you... I was wrong to you... Wake up. Wish it could be prosperity That's waiting around the corner All I can see is more agony I don't believe things are better Want it for you - want it for me Let's do it and keep our sanity always a fight - we both may be right too stubborn to see 'Cause our finest hour is our darkest day To admit we're human- that there's more to life than we want to say In our test of wills did we turn to man? Did we look for answers- from a higher source than we understand? Gotta second chance it we will come clean now or it▓s all over...

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JACKO Caught you sleeping an the railroad track You were so tired that you took a nap Tied you up while you were on your back and they told you that your name was Jack Well, they thought you might have been the missing link Make some big cash with those two big feet. A carnival crew's on the city street. Pay admission just to see the freak- named Jacko... A sign of the times Please forgive we're just human kind People don't see You're a child and you don't want to be a Jacko. Big hotel on the news today by the old fishin' hole where you used to play It's prime real estate I would have to say But your home will never look the same Well, profit shares and the bottom line Make it to Wall Street with a glass of wine Your chemical dump I don't really mind Now I'm bald and I'm going blind Poor Jacko... Humanity it speaks of all that it wants to be and as you can see All we dish out is hypocrisy to Jacko. Jacko... A sign of the times Please forgive we're the human kind People can't see You're a child and you don't want to be a Jacko... ...Just call him Jacko ...Call him Jacko. I am not your missing link and I am not your prize for a hunting expedition under starry skies Keep me in the wilderness where I can breath the air Maybe one day we will meet but hey - leave your gun there If you must come leave your gun there (Jack-hey-Jacko-a-hey-a-Jacko-call him- Jack-Jacko-call him-hey-call him-hey- Just call him Jacko). Back in the deep wood a line in the sand by an old oak tree - You will make your stand If they find you back there you have had it man They're gonna kill ya anyway they can Poor Jacko... A sign of the times Please forgive we're the human kind People can't see You're a child and you don't want to be To be? Jacko... Humanity it speaks of all that it wants to be And as you can see All we dish out is hypocrisy to Jacko.

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CRUCIBLE We're living proof of these uncertain times Lost all our money and we've done our time I've got no answers-only questions now No point in starting over Does no good anyhow. I'm not a critic and I'm not a friend Coming to terms or coming to an end? Another test of wills could bring us down I sense a confrontation in the way we sound I hate to say I told you so- Before you never listened to a word But you remembered everything went wrong so well...so well. Now I can't leave and I can't stay But I regret our moments everyday - don't you? I heard you say this once before: "You are my crucible". Now don't be angry at the world - it's you that comes between us and I know you know it too We're living proof of these uncertain lines No point in going back We tried - we had enough time...

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PREACHING THE CONVERTED (verse 1) I hear you laughing loudly But I'm not laughing with you Well you may be joking first. But I'll be the one who has the last laugh (verse 2) You call yourself "progressive" I say it's all regressive You think you can stand in judgment so listen here and I'll remind you ("chorus") Preaching the converted 'cause it's all you know Music's dead because it's all about the money now And you don't even know who you are anymore "Put it out somehow" - and the business man laughs all the way to the bank and he's counting fast and he's laughing hard, laughing loud (2nd time only) and he's counting fast and he's laughing hard, laughing loud and you don't even know who owns you anymore "put it out somehow" - "put it out somehow" and the business man laughs all the way to the bank and he's counting fast and he's laughing hard, laughing loud and he's counting fast and he's laughing hard, laughing loud Can you take it? (cadence) In our test of wills you got us for a song Music's dead you sold us out for much too long preaching the converted... (verse 3) I've given you all I have but you say I must find more "I've got to dig deeper-I've got to see all the way within my soul" (verse 4) You may call it inspiration but I'd call it desperation We're wasting our moments for now reliving the past - again and again (repeat with "full chorus") (bridge - ABA?) A game of tin soldiers is all that we're playing here but nobody wins Well it doesn't mean anything 'cause it isn't all your saying now But I hope I'm invited for the ride just in case we end our test of wills Yes I've seen much stranger things in my days... (cadenza) Preaching still... Preaching the converted in our test of wills...

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Magellan would like to extend "mega thank you's" to Pete Morticelli & Mike Varney for their extreme patience throughout the creation of this project. It was their continued belief in the genre that made TOW possible. Super-duper thanks to: Christine E. Gardner, Jonathan Saltzman, Maria Gardner, Sarah Gardner, Michelle Gardner, Joseph Gardner and Trent Gardner Jr. for supporting us through and over the countless obstacles hurdled. We hearby promise to never again utter the phrase, "we'll be done in a few minutes!" A special thanks to: Stefan Barboza, Phil Dussausaye, Ron Caliri, Mike Guido, Doug Chancellor at Soundfarm, bygone dogs (our fave new band) and Everyone who has believed in us from the beginning. And of course, for the game of darts. A Triple 20!!! Thanks to Doane Perry for the mention In the 1996 Jethro Tull tour programme. More Tabasco please! MVP awards to: Spencer Nilsen, Gary Cirimelli, and Jorge Castellanos at SEGA. Brad Kaiser would like to thank Brent Anderson at Zildjian. Game of 501 anyone? Magellan also appears on the following Magna Carta tribute albums: THE MOON REVISITED (PINK FLOYD TRIBUTE) (RR 8916-2) TALES FROM YESTERDAY (YES TRIBUTE) (RR 8914-2) SUPPER▓S READY (GENESIS TRIBUTE) (RR 8912-2) TO CRY YOU A SONG (JETHRO TULL TRIBUTE) (RR 8872-2) See Magna Carta Web site at http://www.magnacarta.net MAGELLAN email: [email protected] IMPORTANT NOTE TO THE LISTENER: T.O.W. SOUNDS BEST WHEN PURCHASED IN A 6 OR 12 PACK QUANTITY. IN ORDER TO FULLY APPRECIATE THESE MULTIDIMENSIONAL FEATURES, SHARE ONE WITH A FRIEND OR A PRIEST. WE▓LL ALL FEEL BETTER!!!!! (This informational bulletin is in no way associated with track #8) MAGELLAN (1480-1521), The Portuguese explorer, was a navigator who sailed upon seas both rough and gentle, a visionary whose courage, determination and appetite for adventure made him a figure of extraordinary importance in world history, one whose work is still recalled with awe and wonder. In fact, his pioneering voyages provided the first positive proof that Earth is round, a much-contested concept in his time. It is in the explorer▓s bold spirit that Magellan, the band, travels over similarly changeable musical waters, navigating through the world of progressive rock with the kind of fearlessness their namesake possessed, leading them to map out topographies of sound that challenge our existing musical concepts with a drive and determination that would surely make the old sailor quite proud. - Jeff Gutenberg, Music Writer, ⌠Progression Magazine■

Magellan Is: Trent Gardner: Lead vocals, keyboards, trombone Wayne Gardner: Guitars, basses, backing vocals Brad Kaiser: Drums and percussion Recorded at Studio Sasquatch. Engineered by Trent Gardner. Mixing, additional engineering and digital editing by Craig Long at Paradise Studios, Sacramento, Ca. Additional drum sessions engineered by Kirt Shearer Mastered at SEGA Music Group Studios by Gary Cirimelli Produced by Magellan Music & lyrics written by Trent Gardner Intense compositional review by Wayne Gardner (album now board certified) All song published by Soul Of The Sasquatch Music (BMI) / Quill In Hand (BMI) / Roadster Music B.V. Cover concept by Magellan: Band photos taken by Wayne Album Design by 40 Advertising IRS 983.017 RR 8817-2

MU 760 ╝ 1997 Magna Carta/The All Blacks B.V.

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