Sting, "Straight to My Heart"

Released.

Sting's best solo album, The Soul Cages, was released on this day in 1991.

"The Wild Wild Sea"...

I saw it again this evening

Black sail in a pale yellow sky

And just as before in a moment

It was gone where the grey gulls fly.

If it happens again I shall worry

That only a strange ship could fly

And my sanity scans the horizon

In the light of the darkening sky.

That night as I walked in my slumber

I waded into the sea strand

And I swam with the moon and her lover

Until I lost sight of the land

I swam till the night became morning

Black sail in a reddening sky

Found myself on the deck of a rolling ship

So far where no grey gulls fly

All around me was silence

As if mocking my frail human hopes

And a question mark hung in the canvas

For the wind that had died in the ropes

I may have slept for an hour

I may have slept for a day

For I woke in a bed of white linen

And the sky was the colour of clay.

At first just a rustle of canvas

And the gentlest breath on my face

But a galloping line of white horses

Said that soon we were in for a race

The gentle sigh turned to a howling

And the grey sky she angered to black

And my anxious eyes searched the horizon

With the gathering sea at my back

Did I see the shade of a sailor

On the bridge through the wheelhouse pane

Held fast to the wheel of the rocking ship

As I squinted my eyes in the rain

For the ship had turned into the wind

Against the storm to brace

And underneath the sailor's hat

I saw my father's face

If a prayer today is spoken

Please offer it for me

When the bridge to heaven is broken

And you're lost on the wild wild sea

Sting, "Soul Cake"

Structure.

Stewart Copeland discusses reggae's structure at 4:42 ...

The Police, "One World (Not Three)" ...

Sting and Ziggy take a shot ...

Sting, The Wild, Wild Sea

Released.

Sting released Ten Summoner's Tales on this day in 1993.

"Seven Days" ...

Dowland, "Can She Excuse My Wrongs"

Sting performs with Edin Karamazov ...

Sting, "Soul Cake"

Happy Birthday, Sting

Sting was born on this day in 1951.

"Regatta de Blanc" ...

The Police, "Walking on the Moon"

Stewart Copeland rules ...

Sting, "Lazarus Heart"

Birds on the roof of my mother's house

I've no stones that chase them away

Birds on the roof of my mother's house

Will sit on my roof someday ...

Elton John, "Come Down in Time"

With a worthy stand-in ...

Released.

Sting released his best solo album, The Soul Cages, on this date in 1991.

I saw it again this evening

Black sail in a pale yellow sky

And just as before in a moment

It was gone where the grey gulls fly

If it happens again I shall worry

That only a strange ship could fly

And my sanity scans the horizon

In the light of the darkening sky

That night as I walked in my slumber

I waded into the sea strand

And I swam with the moon and her lover

Until I lost sight of the land

I swam till the night became morning

Black sail in a reddening sky

Found myself on the deck of a rolling ship

So far where no grey gulls fly

All around me was silence

As if mocking my frail human hopes

And a question mark hung in the canvas

For the wind that had died in the ropes

I may have slept for an hour

I may have slept for a day

For I woke in a bed of white linen

And the sky was the colour of clay

At first just a rustle of canvas

And the gentlest breath on my face

But a galloping line of white horses

Said that soon we were in for a race

The gentle sigh turned to a howling

And the grey sky she angered to black

And my anxious eyes searched the horizon

With the gathering sea at my back

Did I see the shade of a sailor

On the bridge through the wheelhouse pane

Held fast to the wheel of the rocking ship

As I squinted my eyes in the rain

For the ship had turned into the wind

Against the storm to brace

And underneath the sailor's hat

I saw my father's face

If a prayer today is spoken

Please offer it for me

When the bridge to heaven is broken

And you're lost on the wild wild sea

Lost on the wild wild sea...

Gordon Matthew Thomas Sumner

Sting, "Christmas at Sea"

And well I knew the talk they had, the talk that was of me

Of the shadow on the household and the son that went to sea

And O the wicked fool I seemed, in every kind of way

To be here and hauling frozen ropes on blessed Christmas Day ...

Sting, "Englishman in New York"

Vinnie Colaiuta, the 5/4 master of "Seven Days", drums ...

Hang.

"Hang care!" exclaimed he. "This is a delicious evening; the wine has a finer relish here than in the house, and the song is more exciting and melodious under the tranquil sky than in the close room, where the sound is stifled. Come, let us have a bacchanalian chant—let us, with old Sir Toby, make the welkin dance and rouse the night-owl with a catch! I am right merry. Pass the bottle, and tune your voices—a catch, a catch! The lights will be here anon."

Charles Ollier, from "The Haunted Manor-House of Paddington"

The Police, "The Bed's Too Big Without You"

The euphony transformed me and inundated my soul in a roguish countenance, the likes of which I had know well in younger days. Such impishness soon drove out the complaints of the day. 

Umberto Limongiello

Sting, "The Wild Wild Sea"

At first just a rustle of canvas

And the gentlest breath on my face

But a galloping line of white horses

Said that soon we were in for a race

The gentle sigh turned to a howling

And the grey sky she angered to black

And my anxious eyes searched the horizon

With the gathering sea at my back

Did I see the shade of a sailor

On the bridge through the wheelhouse pane

Held fast to the wheel of the rocking ship

As I squinted my eyes in the rain ...

Sting, "Tea in the Sahara/Walking on the Moon"

The Police, "So Lonely"

The Police, "Driven to Tears"