A collaboration between Israeli singer songwriter אביב גפן(Aviv Geffen) and British musician and producer Steven Wilson. Two years back and forth on the London-Tel-Aviv flight path, a mutual artistic curiosity, and a close friendship are the components that gave birth to Aviv and Steven's Blackfield project. אביב גפן, a highly successful solo artist and outspoken (not to mention controversial) peace campaigner, with a string of gold albums in his own country, discovered the music of Steven's band Porcupine Treein the mid 90's and followed their career development. In 2000 he invited the band to perform some concerts in Israel and met with Steven in London to discuss the idea. Something clicked and before long they had already collaborated on the very first Blackfield song.
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Blackfield

I met you in a record store
You had slept in the clothes you wore
But I knew I'd seen you somewhere before
What happened to your guitar?
And what happened to the prettiest star?
Can you still play the songs that got you so far?
Hey you, with your shadow in the gutter
How low have you got to go before you're through
High times, a butler in the morning
All your memories are coming out of your shoes
Black dog, sitting in the park
Odd looks from the mothers of the devil's own
Shoplifting, getting your essentials
Gate crashing, christenings and funerals...
...And weddings too.
I used to see you all the time on MTV
Read your life story in a magazine
I guess you thought thats the way it'll always be.
But I believe in you
Cause I think that you'd want me to
Though I never really liked your songs, its true
Hey you, with your shadow in the gutter
How low have you got to go before you're through
High times, a butler in the morning
All your memories are coming out of your shoes
Black dog, sitting in the park
Odd looks from the mothers of the devil's own
Shoplifting, getting your essentials
Gate crashing, christenings and funerals...
...And weddings too.
Hey you, with your shadow in the gutter
How low have you got to go before you're through
High times, a butler in the morning
All your memories are coming out of your shoes
Black dog, sitting in the park
Odd looks from the mothers of the devil's own
Shoplifting, getting your essentials
Gate crashing, christenings and funerals...
...And weddings too.