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Moving Pictures: Live 2011

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MOVING PICTURES: LIVE 2011
Released: November 8th, 2011
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Highest Billboard Chart Position: N/A

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Liner Notes

Recorded at Quicken Loans Arena, April 15, 2011 in Cleveland, OH

Mixed by Richard Chycki
Audio Post Production: Mixland Music & DVD, Midhurst
Mix assistants: Alastair Sims, Kevin O'Leary
Recording Engineers: Richard Chycki, Joel Singer
Audio assistants: Jimmy Goldsmith, Heather Beslan
Remote Audio Recording provided by Music Mix Mobile
Mastered by Andy VanDette, Masterdisk, New York, NY
Executive Producer: Pegi Cecconi

Art Direction, Illustration and Design by Hugh Syme
Photography by Andrew MacNaughtan

THE Moving Pictures CREW

Tour Manager & Accountant: LIAM BIRT
Lighting Director: HOWARD UNGERLEIDER
Concert Sound Engineer: BRAD MADIX
Production Manager: CRAIG BLAZIER
Road Manager: DONOVAN LUNDSTROM
Production Assistant: KARIN BLAZIER
Keyboard Technician: TONY GERANIOS
Drum Technician: LORNE WHEATON
Bass Technician: JOHN McINTOSH
Guitar Technician: SCOTT APPLETON
Stage Manager / Carpenter: GEORGE STEINERT
Nutritionist: BRUCE FRENCH
Venue Security: ANTHONY FEDEWA
Security: MICHAEL MOSBACH
Artist Liaison: KEVIN RIPA
Audio System Engineer: DOUG McKINLEY
Monitor Mixer: BRENT CARPENTER
Monitor Systems Engineer: ANSON MOORE
Lighting Crew Chief: KENNY ACKERMAN
Master Electrician: JOEY BRADLEY
Lighting Technician: MATT LEVINE
Lighting Technician: BILL WORSHAM
Lighting Technician: MATTHEW TUCKER
Head Rigger: ALBERT POZZEITI
Rigger: JAMES HARRELSON
Motion Control: SEBASTIEN RICHARD
Video Director: DAVID DAVIDIAN
Video Engineer: BOB LARKIN
LED Engineer: GREGORY 'GRIT' FREDERICK
Camera Operator: ADRIAN BRISTER
Camera Operator: LINDSEY HANEY
Pyro Technician: JOHN ARROWSMITH
Bus Drivers: DAVE BURNEITE, LASHAWN LUNDSTROM, MARTY BEELER, JOE C. BUSH, JOHN MORGAN
Truck Drivers: ARTHUR "MAC" McLEAR, JON CORDES, TOM HARTMANN, HENRY McBRIDE, JULIE MENNITTI, STEVE MENNITTI, RUSS SCHLAGBAUM
Merchandise Driver: DON JOHNSON
Merchandiser: PATRICK McLOUGHLIN for SHOWTECH MERCHANDISING
Live Nation Global Tour Rep: KEITH KELLER
Promoter - Gerry Barad/Arthur Fogel
Agent - Adam Kornfield for Artist Group International
RUSH/Anthem Entertainment Consigliere - ROBERT A FARMER
Management - RAY DANNIELS for SRO MANAGEMENT INC.
At SRO/Anthem - Ray Danniels, Pegi Cecconi, Sheila Posner, Anna LeCoche, Cynthia Barry, Andy Curran, Meghan Symsyk, Tyler Tasson, Bob Farmer and Randy Rolfe

Issued under license to Roadrunner Records from Anthem Entertainment. Roadrunner Records is a registered trademark of The All Blacks B.V.
Roadrunner Records, 902 Broadway, New York, NY 10010

& 2011 The All Blacks U.S.A., Inc. for the World excluding Canada.

Manufactured and distributed by Warner Music Group, 75 Rockefeller Plaza, New York, NY 10019
Made in the U.S.A.

www.rush.com - www.roadrunnerrecords.com


Articles
  • Rush Arguably Canada's Greatest Rock Band - Chill Magazine, June 2010
  • Rush: Beyond the Lighted Stage Special - Classic Rock Presents: PROG Magazine, July 2010
  • Rush: Living Legend Award / Making of Moving Pictures - Classic Rock Magazine, January 2011
  • Rush: Time Machine Tour Special - Classic Rock Presents: PROG Magazine, May 2011
  • Rush: Canadian Prog Giants Play Moving Pictures in full, with much more on-stage madness - Classic Rock Magazine, June 2011
  • The Music Issue: Alex Lifeson - Bayview Post, June 2011
  • The Music Issue: Geddy Lee - North York Post, June 2011
  • Close Up on Neil Peart - Rhythm Magazine, August 2011
  • Alex Lifeson: Rush Keeps Rollin' - Vintage Guitar Magazine, September 2011
  • A Rush of Light: Four Decades in the Making - Professional Lighting & Production Magazine, September 2011
  • Welcome To The High Tech World Of Steampunk - Mobile Production Monthly, September 2011
  • Neil Peart: The Modern Drummer Interview - Modern Drummer Magazine, December 2011

  • Track Listing (click on any track for the lyrics)

    1. Tom Sawyer (4:56)
    2. Red Barchetta (6:55)
    3. YYZ (4:41)
    4. Limelight (4:32)
    5. The Camera Eye (10:03)
    6. Witch Hunt (Part III of Fear) (4:42)
    7. Vital Signs (5:08)



    Tom Sawyer

    A modern-day warrior
    Mean mean stride,
    Today's Tom Sawyer
    Mean mean pride.

    Though his mind is not for rent,
    Don't put him down as arrogant.
    His reserve, a quiet defense,
    Riding out the day's events.
    The river

    What you say about his company
    Is what you say about society.
    Catch the mist, catch the myth
    Catch the mystery, catch the drift.

    The world is, the world is,
    Love and life are deep,
    Maybe as his skies are wide.

    Today's Tom Sawyer,
    He gets high on you,
    And the space he invades
    He gets by on you.

    No, his mind is not for rent
    To any god or government.
    Always hopeful, yet discontent,
    He knows changes aren't permanent,
    But change is.

    What you say about his company
    Is what you say about society.
    Catch the witness, catch the wit,
    Catch the spirit, catch the spit.

    The world is, the world is,
    Love and life are deep,
    Maybe as his eyes are wide.

    Exit the warrior,
    Today's Tom Sawyer,
    He gets high on you,
    And the energy you trade,
    He gets right on to the friction of the day.


    Red Barchetta

    My uncle has a country place
    That no one knows about.
    He says it used to be a farm,
    Before the Motor Law.
    And on Sundays I elude the Eyes,
    And hop the Turbine Freight
    To far outside the Wire,
    Where my white-haired uncle waits.

    Jump to the ground
    As the Turbo slows to cross the Borderline.
    Run like the wind,
    As excitement shivers up and down my spine.
    Down in his barn,
    My uncle preserved for me an old machine,
    For fifty-odd years.
    To keep it as new has been his dearest dream.

    I strip away the old debris
    That hides a shining car.
    A brilliant red Barchetta
    From a better, vanished time.
    I fire up the willing engine,
    Responding with a roar.
    Tires spitting gravel,
    I commit my weekly crime...

    Wind-
    In my hair-
    Shifting and drifting-
    Mechanical music-
    Adrenalin surge...

    Well-weathered leather,
    Hot metal and oil,
    The scented country air.
    Sunlight on chrome,
    The blur of the landscape,
    Every nerve aware.

    Suddenly ahead of me,
    Across the mountainside,
    A gleaming alloy air-car
    Shoots towards me, two lanes wide.
    I spin around with shrieking tires,
    To run the deadly race,
    Go screaming through the valley
    As another joins the chase.

    Drive like the wind,
    Straining the limits of machine and man.
    Laughing out loud
    With fear and hope, I've got a desperate plan.
    At the one-lane bridge
    I leave the giants stranded at the riverside.
    Race back to the farm, to dream with my uncle at the fireside.


    YYZ
    Instrumental


    Limelight

    Living on a lighted stage
    Approaches the unreal
    For those who think and feel
    In touch with some reality
    Beyond the gilded cage.

    Cast in this unlikely role,
    Ill-equipped to act,
    With insufficient tact,
    One must put up barriers
    To keep oneself intact.

    Living in the Limelight,
    The universal dream
    For those who wish to seem.
    Those who wish to be
    Must put aside the alienation,
    Get on with the fascination,
    The real relation,
    The underlying theme.

    Living in a fisheye lens,
    Caught in the camera eye.
    I have no heart to lie,
    I can't pretend a stranger
    Is a long-awaited friend.

    All the world's indeed a stage,
    And we are merely players,
    Performers and portrayers,
    Each another's audience
    Outside the gilded cage.


    The Camera Eye

    I
    Grim-faced and forbidding,
    Their faces closed tight,
    An angular mass of New Yorkers
    Pacing in rhythm,
    Race the oncoming night,
    They chase through the streets of Manhattan.
    Head-first humanity,
    Pause at a light,
    Then flow through the streets of the city.

    They seem oblivious
    To a soft spring rain,
    Like an English rain
    So light, yet endless
    From a leaden sky.

    The buildings are lost
    In their limitless rise.
    My feet catch the pulse
    And the purposeful stride.

    I feel the sense of possibilities,
    I feel the wrench of hard realities.
    The focus is sharp in the city.

    II
    Wide-angle watcher
    On life's ancient tales,
    Steeped in the history of London.

    Green and grey washes
    In a wispy white veil
    Mist in the streets of Westminster.
    Wistful and weathered,
    The pride still prevails,
    Alive in the streets of the city.

    Are they oblivious
    To this quality?
    A quality
    Of light unique to
    Every city's streets.

    Pavements may teem
    With intense energy,
    But the city is calm
    In this violent sea.


    Witch Hunt (Part III of Fear)

    The night is black,
    Without a moon.
    The air is thick and still.

    The vigilantes gather on
    The lonely torchlit hill.

    Features distorted in the flickering light,
    The faces are twisted and grotesque.
    Silent and stern in the sweltering night,
    The mob moves like demons possessed.
    Quiet in conscience, calm in their right,
    Confident their ways are best.

    The righteous rise
    With burning eyes
    Of hatred and ill-will.

    Madmen fed on fear and lies
    To beat and burn and kill.

    They say there are strangers who threaten us,
    In our immigrants and infidels.
    They say there is strangeness, too dangerous
    In our theatres and bookstore shelves,
    That those who know what's best for us
    Must rise and save us from ourselves.

    Quick to judge,
    Quick to anger,
    Slow to understand

    Ignorance and prejudice
    And fear
    Walk hand in hand.


    Vital Signs

    Unstable condition,
    A symptom of life,
    In mental and environmental change.
    Atmospheric disturbance,
    The feverish flux
    Of human interface and interchange.

    The impulse is pure;
    Sometimes our circuits get shorted
    By external interference.
    Signals get crossed
    And the balance distorted
    By internal incoherence.

    A tired mind become a shape-shifter,
    Everybody need a mood lifter,
    Everybody need reverse polarity.
    Everybody got mixed feelings
    About the function and the form.
    Everybody got to deviate from the norm.

    An ounce of perception,
    A pound of obscure.
    Process information at half speed.
    Pause, rewind, replay,
    Warm memory chip,
    Random sample, hold the one you need.

    Leave out the fiction,
    The fact is, this friction
    Will only be worn by persistence.
    Leave out conditions,
    Courageous convictions
    Will drag the dream into existence.

    A tired mind become a shape-shifter,
    Everybody need a soft filter,
    Everybody need reverse polarity.
    Everybody got mixed feelings
    About the function and the form.
    Everybody got to elevate from the norm...