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Rush - Moving Pictures

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Released: February 12th, 1981

Certified Gold by RIAA: April 13, 1981
Certified Platinum by RIAA: April 27, 1981
Certified 2x Platinum by RIAA: October 12, 1984
Certified 4x Platinum by RIAA: January 27, 1995
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Highest Billboard Chart Position: 3
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Liner Notes

Geddy Lee - Bass guitars, Oberheim polyphonic; OB-X; Mini-Moog; and Taurus pedal Synthesizers, vocals
Alex Lifeson - Six and twelve string electric and acoustic guitars, Taurus Pedals
Neil Peart - Drums kit, timbales, gong bass drums, orchestra bells, glockenspiel, wind chimes, bell tree, crotales, cowbells, plywood

Produced by Rush and Terry Brown
Arrangements by Rush and Terry Brown
Recorded and mixed at Le Studio, Morin Heights, Quebec, during October and November, of 1980
Engineered by Paul Northfield
Assisted by Robbie Whelan, and our computerized companions: Albert, Huey, Dewey, and Louie
Digital mastering engineered by Peter Jensen
Hugh Syme is the featured guest performer once again, playing synthesizers on 'Witch Hunt'

Art direction, graphics and cover concept by Hugh Syme
Photography by Deborah Samuel

Mastered at by Bob Ludwig and Brian Lee at Gateway Mastering Studios, Portland, Maine
Management by Ray Danniels, SRO Management, Inc., Toronto
Executive Production: Moon Records

Road Manager and Lighting Director: Howard Ungerleider
Concert Sound Engineer: Ian Grandy
Stage Manager: Michael Hirsh
Stage Right Technician, and Crew Chief: Liam Birt
Stage Left Technician: Skip Gildersleeve
Centre Stage Technician: Larry Allen
Guitar and synthesizer Maintenance: Tony Geranios
Stage Monitor Mixer: Greg Connolly
Projectionist: Lee Tenner
Personal Shreve and Factotum: Kevin Flewitt

Concert Sound by National Sound
All-Stars: Tom Linthicum, Fuzzy Frazer, Dave Berman
Concert Lighting by See Factor International
Easy Co.: Nick Kotos, George Guido, Bob Kniffen, Bob Cross
Concert Rigging: the daring Bill Collins
Transportation expertly guided by Tom Whittaker, Billy Barlow, Kim Varney, Arthur MacLear, Pat Lines, Bill Fuquay, Mike and Linda Burnham

Fabulous Persons: at Le Studio: André, Yaël, Pam, Paul, Robbie, Roger, Harry, Claude & Gisele, André et Le Bouffe en Broche, Ted (Theo) McDonald, Irv Zuckerman & Associates (The Beords), Brain (Vings) Laski, George Vis, Ted Veneman, Max Lobstors, Saga & crew, 38 Special & crew (27-24), Drexel, Gerry, Griffin & Family, Terri at the Hawkins farm, Asteroids, volleyball (the Retardos & the Frantics 21-8!), the Greenie (you must be drinking!), Bill Ward, Loveman, Lovewoman & The Lovemachine, Scar & The Ignorant Wildfire Game, Top Secret, the Montreal Canadiens, Steven Shutt, Screvato, Robin & Phase One, Bill Elson, Cliff Burnstein, Jim Sotet, Sherry Levy, and the Oak Manorians.

Special British Supplement: Wild Horses; Jimmy & Sophie, Brian & Dee, Clive, Dirk (no relation), Mr. & Mrs. Robinson, Fin Costello, Bill Churchman, Alan Philips, Barry Murfet, Tex Yodell, Lofty & Stage Crew, Steve Tuck, Robbie Gilchrist

Dept. of Above-And-Beyond: Ray, Rhonda, L.B., Dear Olde Broon (a great mind thinks alike), Happy Birthday Ms. Broon (wrong again, eh, Hovis!)

Featuring Daisy as 'Ski Bane'
Our continuing appreciation to the people and products of Tama, Avedis Zildjian, and Rickenbacker
Coolidge Dog Painting from the Archives of Brown & Bigelow, St. Paul, Minnesota

Correspondance: P.O. Box 640, Thornhill, Ontario, Canada L3T 4A5

Red Barchetta inspired by "A Nice Morning Drive" by Richard S. Foster

© 1981 Mercury Records © 1981 Anthem Entertainment

  • Inside Rush's Moving Pictures - Music Express Magazine, January 1981
  • Rush Cover Story - Cashbox Newspaper, March 1981
  • Neil Peart & Rush Go Public on 'Moving Pictures' - Circus Magazine, March 1981
  • Rush To Glory - Hit Parader Magazine, April 1981
  • Sometimes Rush Is In A Hurry - Philadelphia Inquirer, May 1981
  • Rush: Power From the People - Rolling Stone Magazine, May 1981
  • Rush: But Why Are They In Such A Hurry? - Creem Magazine, June 1981
  • There's a Rush on Platinum - Cashbox Newspaper, June 1981
  • Rush: The How And Why Of Their Long Climb To The Top - Record Review Magazine, August 1981
  • Caught In the Act: Rush - Hit Parader Magazine, October 1981
  • Alex Lifeson: The Making of a Killer Sound - Guitar World Magazine, November 1981
  • Rush - Canadian Musician Magazine, November 1981
  • Notes on the Making of Moving Pictures - Parts 1&2 - Modern Drummer Magazine, December 1982

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

    1. Tom Sawyer (4:33)
    2. Red Barchetta (6:06)
    3. YYZ (4:24)
    4. Limelight (4:19)
    5. The Camera Eye (10:56)
    6. Witch Hunt (Part III of Fear) (4:43)
    7. Vital Signs (4:43)

    Tom Sawyer
    Music: Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson / Lyrics: Neil Peart and Pye Dubois

       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
    Music: Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson / Lyrics: Neil Peart

    My uncle has a country place, that no-one knows about
    He says it used to be a farm, before the Motor Law
    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
    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...

    Music: Geddy Lee and Neil Peart


    Music: Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson / Lyrics: Neil Peart

    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
    Music: Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson / Lyrics: Neil Peart

    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

    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)

    Music: Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson / Lyrics: Neil Peart
    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
    Music: Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson / Lyrics: Neil Peart

    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

    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...