Proctor & Bergman
The Very Thing That You Treasure (2001, 59.53) ***/T½
|Every Broken Heart
She Used to Be My Baby
The Right Thing
What Yer Missing
Listening to Me
Look it Up
I'm in Love
So Good to See You
Spike Priggen seems to specialise in country-flavoured singer-songwriter stuff, sometimes with a Byrdsian edge to it (maybe it's the 12-string). The Very Thing That You Treasure By Spike Priggen, to give it its full title, is OK, but lacks those killer songs that would elevate it from the morass of similar stuff that clutters up the world's second-hand racks. That probably sounds unnecessarily harsh - it's not a bad album, just not far enough above 'average', although the country-rock fans amongst you may disagree. Thankfully, Priggen does up the pace occasionally, principally on What Yer Missing, which sports a guitar riff straight out of the 'class of '77' punk songbook, and Look It Up has a minor cojones injection, too.
Dean Falcone plays Mellotron on two tracks; The Right Thing and So Good To See You are typically lovelorn countryish ballads, both with polyphonic flute parts throughout. There's a lengthy gap after So Good To See You, culminating in a hilariously stumbling, incoherent radio ad from a hillbilly removal company, including the line 'the very thing that you treasure', followed by a superb Spinal Tap-style studio argument, culminating in a hidden track with what sounds slightly like another 'Tron flute part, but isn't. The album timing above is minus the gap, but includes the extra stuff at the end, so the actual amount of music is nearer 40 minutes.
So; a decent enough album in its genre (post-hardcore Americana, anyone?), but I really can't tell how much this is going to appeal to its target audience. The two 'Tron tracks both feature reasonable use, but don't splash out too much on their account.
Xtrmntr (2000) ***½/TT½
|Kill All Hippies
Swastika Eyes (Jagz Kooner Mix)
Keep Your Dreams
|MBV Arkestra (if They Move Kill 'em)
Swastika Eyes (Chemical Brothers Mix)
Shoot Speed/Kill Light
Primal Scream started off as typical indie, before mutating into a sort of indie Stones - all raunchy guitars and bad attitude; since then, they haven't made two albums alike, which has to be applauded, given the competition. 2000's Xtrmntr (the band are credited on the sleeve as 'Prmlscrm', by the way) was their techno album; all beats, loops and samples, not to mention rather embarrassing Bobby Gillespie raps on Blood Money and Insect Royalty. Sorry, mate, white boy rap just doesn't cut it. Now, while I wouldn't actually choose to sit down and listen to this again, it's a brave experiment, and miles better than yet another Oasisalike rehash (see: Ocean Colour Scene).
The Mellotron strings on opener Kill All Hippies certainly sound real; very wobbly, with some pitchbend thrown in for good measure, but the ascending line on the first version of Swastika Eyes has a note that's held way beyond the eight-second limit, but it's possible that it's a synth fading in as the 'Tron fades out. Very hard to tell. Keep Your Dreams has some near-inaudible flutes, then there's a different strings part on the second version of Swastika Eyes (so how many 'rock' bands actually put two different mixes of a track on their album, as against a single?).
So, while I don't personally like the music, many do, and I don't feel inclined to slag Xtrmntr off just because I don't like it very much. There's some passable Mellotron work, too, but I wouldn't really buy it for that alone.
Antipop (1999, 63.15) ***/T
Electric Uncle Sam
Greet the Scared Cow
Mama Didn't Raise No Fool
|Dirty Drowning Man
Ballad of Bodacious
Final Voyage of the Liquid Sky
Coattails of a Dead Man
Primus seem to have been around for ever; they weren't a new band when they supported the mighty Rush in 1992, and Antipop is their sixth album in a decade. Describing their sound isn't that simple; bossman Les Claypool's unfortunate tendency to play slap bass gets them labelled 'funk metal', but there's an awful lot more to the band than that, with elements of their sound straying into the avant-garde at times. Difficult to pick out Antipop's highlights, but the unlisted final track (apparently an unrecorded live fave called The Heckler) is particularly good, ironically.
Tom Waits had already guested on their breakthrough record, 1991's Sailing the Seas of Cheese, so it's not that surprising he turns up again here. In fact, Coattails Of A Dead Man is essentially a Waits song that seems to have wandered off and ended up on somebody else's album, so if you've heard his stuff, you'll know what to expect. Waits not only sings the track, but also plays his beloved Chamberlin on it, too, with a suitably cranky strings part, a portion of which seems to have been excised for album opener Intro, too.
So; if you're a Primus fan, you'll probably already own this, and if you're not, the chances of you liking it are smaller rather than greater, but you might be surprised. One good Chamby track, albeit in a Waits vein. The band's finest hour? Indubitably their bizarre title music for South Park, which sounds like none of the members could hear any of the others while they were recording. Probably couldn't.
See: Tom Waits
Prince (1977, 44.34) ***½/TVoyage
De la Terre à l'Ether
Les Fils du Ciel
Late-'70s French band Prince are not only totally obscure, but (of course) have had the appalling luck to have their name usurped by a later, enormously famous artiste, although, in fairness, Prince Rogers Nelson has every right to use his given name... Prince (France) were essentially an electronic outfit with progressive tendencies, so there's plenty of Tangerine Dream-style synth work (they sound more 'Berlin' than French contemporaries such as Heldon or Besombes-Rizet), although the female vocals on a couple of tracks, along with occasional piano, separate them from the many Tangs clones around at the time.
The unknown keyboard player(s) use their Mellotron sparingly and only for choirs, with a short chordal part near the end of the near-side long Voyage, with even less of the same on De La Terre À L'Ether and Les Fils Du Ciel, making this a somewhat inessential album on the 'Tron front. So; believe me, you're not going to find this album easily, not least due to the confusion with their somewhat better-known namesake. It's not a bad record, but not something you should really go too far out of your way to acquire, to be honest, unless you're a completely mad EM collector; it's honestly not worth it on the Mellotron front, unlike the almost-equally obscure Quarteto 1111, to pick an unknown Mellotron classic at random. Ordinary.
In From the Cold (1986, 33.48) ***½/½
|All You Gotta Do is Say
The More That I Teach You
Mourn My Health
I Know How to Please You
In From the Cold
Wish the Rain
|Be on Your Way
Find and Seek
Ain't No Telling
The Prisoners formed in 1982 in the musically fertile region of the UK sardonically known as the Thames Delta, or Chatham, Kent (one of the Medway towns), for those who know the area. The region has also spawned a million bands fronted by the notorious Billy Childish, which might give you some idea of where they were coming from, as should their name, referencing Patrick McGoohan's iconic '60s cult TV series. Usually referred to as a 'mod revival' band, The Prisoners were a far better thing than that suggests, sounding more like an updated Spencer Davis Group than anyone else, with a heavy '60s/soul/R&B thing going on.
In From the Cold, with its spy film connotations, was their original incarnation's last album, released on the inimitable Stiff label, for whom it must have been one of their last releases, as they folded that year. I've read that it's 'substandard', but sounds pretty good to my ears, with lashings of James Taylor's Hammond, then a most unfashionable instrument (vile times, the '80s), and a good set of songs, not least the lovely ballad Mourn My Health. It's this track that Taylor attacks with a Mellotron, though not to any great effect, with a brief cello part that doesn't particularly enhance the song. Full kudos for hiring and using one at the height of 'Tron loathing, though, not to mention putting it on a thoroughly decent album.
So; not much cop on the 'Tron front, but an excellent little pseudo-'60s R&B effort from an era of unmitigated shite. Your starter for ten: name ten artists who didn't go totally to shit in the '80s. Go on, I dare you. I'll start: Richard Thompson.
Official James Taylor Quartet site
Frontiera (1972, 39.37) ***½/T½Ancora una Notte
Uomini e Illusioni
Anche io Sono un Uomo
Un Mondo di Libertà
Un'Ombra Che Vaga
Procession's first album, Frontiera, can probably be described as 'heavy progressive', 1972 version, with a twin-guitar attack and no keyboard player, although it has quite a few acoustic passages. Much as I hate to say it, like so many bands of the era, they do sound a little dated, though hopefully not to the point where fans of '70s rock might be put off. Best track? Probably the longest, Un Mondo Di Libertà, although the Incontro/Anche Io Sono Un Uomo segue runs it a close second.
I originally wrote: "It's hard to tell who plays the Mellotron without reading Italian, but it looks like it's probably Luigi Filippo..." Well, Hubert tells me that I've actually credited the guy who made the cappuccinos. Dork! His sterling translation work tells me that they actually credit 'Il Corvo' (The Crow) from RRR (Raccomandata Ricevuta di Ritorno), i.e. Stefano Piermarioli. Anyway, he plays on the Incontro/Anche Io Sono Un Uomo pairing, with strings and what has to be dextrously-played flutes on the former and a lovely string part on the latter. Sadly, that seems to be it for the album, and while it's rumoured there's some Mellotron on their second (and last) effort, Fiaba, that isn't the case. So; not a bad album, but a long way from full-blown prog, and fairly minor in the Mellotron stakes, too.
Shine on Brightly (1968, 39.12/65.36) ****/½
|Quite Rightly So
Shine on Brightly
Skip Softly (My Moonbeams)
Wish Me Well
Magdalene (My Regal Zonophone)
|In Held 'Twas in I
a) Glimpses of Nirvana
b) 'Twas Teatime at the Circus
c) In the Autumn of My Madness
d) Look to Your Soul
e) Grand Finale
I've always been highly resistant to the idea that UK prog pioneers Procol Harum might have used a Mellotron, as every 'example' I've been given (notably A Salty Dog) has turned out to be a dud, making it all the more surprising that someone (namely Max) has finally hit the Procol Mellotronic jackpot. 1968's Shine on Brightly was their second album, notable for the inclusion of arguably the first true progressive epic, the seventeen-minute In Held 'Twas In I (named for the first word uttered in each of its five sections), memorably covered decades later by Transatlantic, albeit sans the 'difficult' 'Twas section. The rest of the album's no slouch, either, other highlights including opener Quite Rightly So, the excellent title track and Magdalene (My Regal Zonophone), although I could've done without the bluesy Wish Me Well and Rambling On.
Either band leader Gary Brooker or organist Matthew Fisher plays what Tony tells me is probably MkII Mellotron church organ (very different to the later M400 version) on the second half of Magdalene (My Regal Zonophone); I can only assume the reference to their record label is an obscure in-joke? Do you bother with this for its Mellotron use? Of course you don't; it's taken nearly fifteen years of running this site to spot their minimal use and then only because it was pointed out to me. However, anyone interested in British psych/early prog who hasn't already heard this needs to, pronto, if only for its epic.
TV or Not TV (1973, 40.25) ***/T
Channel 85 Sign-on
Escaping From the Declining Fall of
the Roaming Umpire, Chapter XIII
Salute My Boots
The Channel 85 Story
|Communist Love Song
Channel 85 Reply
Tobor Radar Robot
The Pills Brothers on Drugs
The MZ Information Society
Bring Us Together
Our Lady of the Torch
Emerging Fall of the Roaming Umpire, Program VII
Give Up This Day
Channel 85 Sign-Off
For those of you/us who aren't American, Phil Proctor and Peter Bergman were half of fêted Goons-influenced comedy troupe The Firesign Theatre; if you haven't heard them, imagine a US version of contemporaries Monty Python, written and performed by American intellectuals as against British Oxbridge types, their humour filtered through American TV and drug culture. Does this leave you any the wiser? Thought not. Starting on radio, they quickly diversified into LPs, releasing thirty or so between 1968 and 2010, not including solo projects/offshoots.
Speaking of which... 1973's TV or Not TV (ho ho!) was the first of three Proctor/Bergman albums; Firesign fans and reviewers more knowledgeable than myself say that it's more focussed than most of the group work, which makes me wonder what the hell that's like. [n.b. Chaotic]. The concept, such as it is, is of a mythical cable TV station, Channel 85; the album is sequenced like a particularly bizarre broadcast, complete with interviews, readings and musical interludes (Communist Love Song is most amusing). The humour is... distinctive. Much like Python (or, more pertinently, The Goons), I suspect you had to grow up with this stuff to really find it funny; its self-referential asides and obscure references leave many listeners out in the cold, which isn't to denigrate it in any way, merely to say that it's an acquired taste. Sample dialogue: "Now, I'm going to repeat that again for those of you who are on drugs". Does that sum this up?
An unknown musician adds a little Mellotron to the album, weirdly, with a graunchy cello line in Police Lineup, complete with pitchbend, string and brass chords in Salute My Boots and clunky flute notes in Tobor Radar Robot. This isn't the first comedy album to make it onto Planet Mellotron, but it might just be the weirdest. Rumour has it that at least one Firesign album also contains Mellotron; I've actually reviewed this from YouTube, so a little searching and a few hours (groan) of listening may reveal some more. A project for a rainy day, methinks. n.b. After a rainy day, I've now listened to their entire early '70s output and there's nothing obvious, for what it's worth.
Official Firesign Theatre site
Peter Bergman's Radio Free Oz
Wine of Life (1993, 53.09) ***½/T½
Wine of Life
You Still Think
Shut Your Mouth
That's When I Love You
In Another Land
What About Yourself
Holland's The Prodigal Sons are another outfit in the grand Dutch tradition of accurately recycling American musical traditions for the home market (note: this is not a snarky put-down), alongside Golden Earring's hard rock and a host of country acts, amongst others. I can't tell you much about them, other than that they released at least two albums, the earlier of which, 1993's Wine of Life, sounds like a Euro version of The Georgia Satellites, or maybe Jason & the Scorchers: riffing Americana, a straight cross between country- and hard rock, top tracks including opener Last Song, That's When I Love You, the storming Gone and epic closer Dark Days.
Someone called (or calling himself) DiMaestro plays Mellotron on two tracks, with strings on In Another Land, only properly audible at the end of the track and an effective flute part, shifting into strings on Dark Days, unlikely to be samples, in those pre-easily-available sample-set times. In all honesty, I'd never heard of The Prodigal Sons until their Mellotron usage became an issue, but I'm happy to've made their musical acquaintance. Worth the effort.
Drumlesson Zwei (2010, 67.39) ***/T
Groove la Chord
Oxygène (Part IV)
Jaguar (Part One)
|Jaguar (Part Two)
Revisit... [as Christian Prommer & Robert di Gioia vs. the Crusaders] (2011, 59.12) ***/½
|Lilies of the Nile
Freedom Sounds (2)
Carnival of the Night
Different Sides of Music
Message From the Innercity
Freedom Sounds (1)
The Munich-based Christian Prommer is a DJ and percussionist, operating since the late '80s. Drumlesson is his jazz/techno project, combining the two forms into a critically-acclaimed unique fusion, simultaneously channelling the '60s and the '90s into an instrumental stew of organ, synths, beatboxes and hand drums. Unsurprisingly, 2010's Drumlesson Zwei is the project's second full-lengther, a decent enough effort, albeit a good twenty minutes too long to sustain (this) listener's interest. Despite its heavy rearrangement, I recognised track seven before I even looked at its title: a groovy cover of Jean Michel Jarre's massive 1977 hit Oxygène (Part IV). Roberto di Gioia plays real-sounding Mellotron on Jaguar (Part Two), with a brass melody and stabbed choir chords, although that would appear to be it.
2011's Revisit... is credited to Christian Prommer & Robert di Gioia vs. the Crusaders and appears to sit somewhere between a tribute to and a remix of Houston's titular jazz/funk legends, who were always far better than their brief (but highly successful) flirtation with disco might suggest. The bulk of its material comes from The Crusaders' pre-disco '70s records, with a handful of Prommer and di Gioia's own pieces thrown in, some based on Crusaders interview segments set to music. Does this sound like The Crusaders? Not really, no, although the jazzy Blues Uptight (the earliest composition covered) must bear some resemblance to the original. The cheesy synth brass on Time Bomb (originally from '74) and the more contemporary electronica on most tracks typify the duo's approach, adding later-yet-still-retro elements to older material, not least di Gioia's credited background Mellotron choirs on Freedom Sounds (1).
These are albums for hipster types who feel the need to grow out of their clubbing past, although I imagine they make for good stoner listening, too. Zwei has one reasonable Mellotron track with a refreshingly different approach, although Revisit's is less worthy, so neither are really worth it for that alone.
Balinese Dancer (1993, 42.41) ***/0
110° in the Shade
Starcrossed Misbegotten Love
One Last Dance
Who am I Foolin
Heart Breaks Like the Dawn
Somewhere Down the Road
The Hurting Business (2000, 47.45) ***½/TT
The Hurting Business
It Won't Be Long
I Couldn't Be Happier
Dyin' All Young
Statehouse (Burning in the Rain)
Night Surfer (2014, 46.31) ***½/T
|Countrified Inner-City Technological Man
Wish Me Luck
Guilty as a Saint
They Don't Know About Me and You
Laughing on the Inside
If I Was a Baby
Tell Me Anything (Turn to Gold)
Truth Will Out (Ballad of Melissa and Remy)
Love is the Only Thing
Chuck Prophet (yes, it's his real name) used to lead Green on Red, '80s precursors of both the new psychedelia and Americana before either was fashionable, leading to their untimely demise in the early '90s. Prophet has gone on to release several solo albums, with the latest news (early 2006) being that Green on Red are having another go. Balinese Dancer was Prophet's second album, and doesn't sound a million miles away from his alma mater, with countryish material like 110° In The Shade and Starcrossed Misbegotten Love mixed with rockier propositions such as Savannah. I even detect echoes of legendary late-'70s Noo Yawkers Television in places, though that could be simply that distinctive Fender-through-Fender guitar sound. Mellotron on one track, Somewhere Down The Road, from Prophet, although I have to say that's it's completely inaudible, presumably disappearing under esteemed guest Al Kooper's unusual Hammond B-2.
More Mellotron on 2000's The Hurting Business, properly this time. It's a better album, too, particularly lyrically, top efforts including Apology, I Couldn't Be Happier and the beautiful turnaround of Lucky. Three Mellotron tracks from Jason Borger, with a distant, pitchbent string part on opener Rise and more fairly distant strings on the excellent Apology, leaving the album's chief Mellotron track as God's Arms, with more upfront pitchbent strings and occasional flutes.
Many years on and 2014's Night Surfer is a solid Americana release that shows Prophet's songwriting skills honed to a keen edge, highlights including Wish Me Luck, Laughing On The Inside, Ford Econoline and the powerpop of Tell Me Anything (Turn To Gold). Rusty Miller plays (real?) Mellotron, with cellos (and real strings) on Wish Me Luck and polyphonic flutes on Lonely Desolation, although I'm not fully convinced it's genuine this time round.
So; Balinese Dancer's for hardened Americana devotees, mainly, while The Hurting Business, despite its occasional irritating modern production touches, is a far more well-rounded release, with vastly better (as in 'audible') Mellotron use, leaving Night Surfer as the best of this particular bunch.
Broken Door (1975, 39.39) ***½/T½Beginning
Burning in the Sun
Dance of an Angel
Birds of Passage
Where the Sun Touches the Water
Prosper pedalled a not-very Germanic kind of jazz-prog crossover, with English-language vocals and hints of King Crimson in places, not to mention the fairly ubiquitous Krautrock element that seemed almost obligatory in Germany at the time. Broken Door isn't the easiest listen ever, but it contains some sublime moments, and is the sort of album that rewards repeated listening.
There's only two obvious Mellotron tracks here, with slightly discordant strings on Beginning and Broken Door, matching the Frippian guitar work. As a result, I can't really recommend this on the Mellotron front, but if you like your jazz rock, you'll be in the proverbial seventh heaven.
Providence (2013, recorded 1981-82, 52.58) ***½/TTT½
Until... Until is Here
Burg of Rhyme
Stay Right Here
A Cybernetic Nightmare
Where's the Snake?
Violence is Golden
Superstitions of Superman
After his mid-to-late '70s experiments, Craig P. Smith formed Providence (named for the Crimson track, rather than the town for which the Crimson track was named), Their recordings have finally been made publicly available, allowing us to hear that the band played a kind of early '80s new wave-influenced prog, influences clearly including '70s and Discipline-era Crimson and Van der Graaf Generator, along with snippets of Saga and even British neo-prog, although I've no idea what recordings may have made their way across the Atlantic by this point. Merely synchronicity? Stylistically, opener Aquatic Mirrors is an analogue synth-lover's dream, Stay Right Here features that new wave influence in its clean guitars, Down Range has something of the post-punk sector about it, while A Cybernetic Nightmare sounds like contemporaneous Hawkwind (who also took current influences on board in the early '80s).
Craig and Mark Fasula play Craig's M400 on much of the album, with choirs on Aquatic Mirrors, strings on Until... Until Is Here, cellos, slightly screechy strings and background choirs on Burg Of Rhyme, string and flute melodies, with occasional background choirs, on Stay Right Here, more phased strings on Alien Interviews, choirs on A Cybernetic Nightmare, strings on Where's The Snake? and muted choirs on closer Millenium Mirrors, although, perhaps surprisingly, nothing on the nine-minute, four-part Epic Chaos. As with Craig's other downloadable albums, since this won't cost you a penny (dialup hopefully having gone the way of the dinosaurs), you might just as well grab a copy to see what you think. For what it's worth, I'm of the opinion that there's much to like about this material, not least plenty of Mellotron. Worth hearing.
See: Eternal Void | Craig P. Smith
Sogni in una Goccia di Cristallo (2011, 53.03) ***/TT½Preludio ai Sogni
Claustrofobicaria pt 1
Libera Mente Sola
Il Gioco di Giada
L'Occhio del Diavolo
Claustrofobicaria pt 2
The original Prowlers released three albums in the '90s, then split, Tilion rising from their ashes. Over a decade later, they've opted to give it another go, presumably taking advantage of a gap in Tilion's schedule, releasing Sogni in una Goccia di Cristallo in 2011. If you're expecting any kind of 'typical' Italian progressive album, expect again: this opens with the near-ambient Preludio Ai Sogni, only to lurch sharply to one side for the funky, mainstream female-fronted pop/rock of Claustrofobicaria Pt 1, the more typically progressive Asia, the thirteen-minute Libera Mente Sola and the experimental, synth-heavy L'Occhio Del Diavolo. Schizophrenic? Ever so slightly... I presume what we get is what the band were after, but had I been involved in the album's production, I might've chopped about ten minutes and made a much better album out of what was left.
Alfio Costa plays his trusty M400, with strings on opener Preludio Ai Sogni and closer Claustrofobicaria Pt 2, flutes on Libera Mente Sola and flutes and strings on L'Occhio Del Diavolo, all to good effect. Can I recommend this? Hmmm... It definitely has its moments, but not enough for me to say, "Yeah, spend a wodge of your hard-earned on it", I'm afraid to say. Passable, but could do better.
See: Tilion | Fanfare for the Pirates
Hell is Invisible/Heaven is Her/e (2007, 73.44) **½/½
|Higher and Higher
In Thee Body
Lies, and Then
New York Story
I Don't Think So
|I'm Making a Mirror
Alienist (2016, 34.26) ***/T½Jump Into the Fire
Looking for You
How Does it Feel to Feel
Although I've been aware of Neil "Genesis P-Orridge" Megson's projects (principally Throbbing Gristle and Psychic TV) since the late '70s, I think this is the first time I've ever actually heard any of his work. 2007's Hell is Invisible/Heaven is Her/e is PTV's thirty-somethingth release, delving heavily into the ever-confrontational P-Orridge's gender-bending (or 'pandrogynous') lifestyle, also the last recorded work of his second wife and 'other half', Jacqueline "Lady Jaye" Breyer, before her untimely death in October of that year. I'm sure PTV fans will lap (or, more likely, have lapped) this up, but its eclectic approach is likely only to appeal to the select few.
The actual material veers between funk, rock, ambient, various dance sub-genres and avant-garde, although whether or not it's actually any good can only be a matter of very personal opinion. There's something about opener Higher And Higher that reminds me horribly of Bros' When Will I Be Famous? (remember them? Thought not), full of appalling, dated slap-bass. Lies, And Then is somewhat leaden rock, the lengthy I Don't Think So a sort-of harrowing exposition of P-Orridge's childhood, Just Because is what a whiny punk number would sound like if it were ten minutes long, while just about every other track on this rather overlong album sounds like something different again. Kosta Cross plays Mellotron on Lies, And Then, with a distant string part that probably isn't played on a real machine, although (as so often) it's almost impossible to tell. I'm not sure I can really recommend this to the 'average' listener, whoever he/she (or, of course, s/he) is, but I doubt whether it'll disappoint fans of P-Orridge's previous work. Don't even think about it for its minimal Mellotron content, though.
2016's Alienist has more of an early '70s, hard rock jamming sound about it, much more cohesive than Hell is Invisible.... Opener Jump Into The Fire is actually pretty awful, but the other three tracks on this barely-over-EP length release are improvements, particularly Looking For You. Saying that, Genesis' chanted, presumably improvised vocals are pretty terrible; I'm not sure we should forgive the repeating couplet, "It doesn't matter, you're a hatter..." any time soon... John Weingarten plays Mellotron, with strings all over Looking For You, sounding like they might actually be real (real Mellotron, not real... real). It sounds like he's improvising around E major, but, given that it might just be the real deal, let's not complain, eh?
Official Genesis P-Orridge site