See You Later - Individual Tracks

Individual Tracks

"I Can't Take It Anymore" is sung by Peter Marsh through a vocoder over a deep synthesizer glissando bass, a synthesizer choir and CR-5000 hihats.

"Multitrack Suggestion" builds on a polysynth and upbeat CR-5000 pulse; the choir sings some terms associated with analog synthesizer technology (VCO, VCF).

"Memories of Green" is a slow piano piece against a backdrop of synthesizer noise and the bleeps of a computer game. In later interviews, sound engineer Raphael Preston revealed that he had to play the game without losing for the duration of the piece. It would later appear again on the Blade Runner soundtrack.

"Not A Bit – All Of It" shows an unexpected side of Vangelis — it sounds like a radio commercial for cosmetics, with a comical narrative and vocals against an upbeat rhumba tune.

"Suffocation" was, according to later interviews, inspired by a chemical incident in Italy (10 July 1976 at Seveso, Lombardy in the La Roche factory). It employs the CR-5000 and a saw wave synthesizer melody, followed by an eerie brass and megaphone emergency announcements in Italian. The second (slower) half of the piece features vocals by Jon Anderson and a narrative in Italian, by Krisma (Maurizio Arcieri and Christina Moser).

"See You Later" is a rather jazzy but dark-mooded epic piece, with Vangelis on electric piano and staccato male atonal choir. About halfway it slows down, with a child narrative in French, but picks up briefly before a slow finale in minor with Anderson's vocals.

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