Album sleeve artwork for his four Marillion albums and most of his solo albums has been done by Mark Wilkinson.
Fish is not to be confused with Phish, Chris Squire (“The Fish”), Barry Melton ("the Fish" of Country Joe & the Fish), Grossa or Bradley Fish.
He has worked with many other artists, including Tony Banks (Genesis) and Arjen Anthony Lucassen’s (Ayreon) as the Highlander in Into the Electric Castle.
2. Fish is a Chinese experimental electronic musician.
3. fish is the name of a Soundcloud account used by electronic musician Gupi.
Big Wedge
Fish Lyrics
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A priest got in a cadillac; the shoe shine boy sang gospel,
As God and his accountants drove away.
You'll see him coast to coast on live tv, in a stadium,
Rocked by Satan just the night before.
The collection from the faithful is tax free.
It'll pay for his presidential campaign and his yacht;
And we all bow down, we bow down to the Big Wedge,
We sell our souls, sell our souls for Big Wedge.
Are we selling out tomorrow for today?
A surgeon checks your plastic on the telephone;
A casio concerto entertains you while you hold.
Your credit rating's good for a Madonna or a Bardot,
A Dali or a Picasso, for his wall.
You're looking good, looking good with Big Wedge.
Are you holding back tomorrow for today?
They're driving in, driving in with Big Wedge.
Are we selling out tomorrow for today?
You'll sell the ground beneath your feet;
You'll sell your oil, you'll sell your trees.
You ideals and integrity, your culture and your history,
Your children into slavery, to labour in their factories,
Your mother and your family.
You'll sell the world eventually.
The IMF and CIA; there's just no difference, they're all the same!
It just depends on what's your point of view.
America, America the big wedge,
And they're buying up your tomorrow with promises;
The promises of Big Wedge and they'll break them,
Like your hearts another day.
When you find out that you've left it just too late,
And find that you're the only one to blame;
That you sold out your tomorrow for Big Wedge.
The song "Big Wedge" by Scottish musician Fish is a critique of consumerism and the pursuit of wealth at the expense of morality and principles. The lyrics describe a world where money has become a new religion, and people are willing to sell their souls for the promise of heaven on earth. Fish vividly depicts an image of a televangelist, who is nothing but a puppet for God and his accountants, collecting tax-free money for his presidential campaign and yacht. The chorus "And we all bow down, we bow down to the Big Wedge, and we'll buy ourselves some heaven on earth" represents the idea that people are willing to do whatever it takes to acquire that luxurious lifestyle, even if it means sacrificing their morals and souls.
The second verse continues to portray the consequences of materialism. People are described as selling everything they have, including their heritage and culture, for the prospect of wealth. It's a world where credit ratings can buy you anything, where integrity and values are insignificant, and people are persuaded into holding back for a better tomorrow but end up selling out their future. The lyrics "You'll sell the world eventually. The IMF and CIA; there's just no difference, they're all the same! It just depends on what's your point of view" showcase how everything is becoming corrupt with the unstoppable cycle of money.
Line by Line Meaning
I found a new religion yesterday; I'd just cleared immigration; JFK.
After arriving in the US, the singer found a new way of life.
A priest got in a Cadillac; the shoe shine boy sang gospel, As God and his accountants drove away.
A religious leader and financial advisors use religion for personal gain.
You'll see him coast to coast on live TV, in a stadium, Rocked by Satan just the night before. The collection from the faithful is tax-free.
Religious leaders cash in on mass gatherings, using tax-free donations taken from its members.
It'll pay for his presidential campaign and his yacht; And we all bow down, we bow down to the Big Wedge, And we'll buy ourselves some heaven on earth.
Religious leaders use donations for their personal enrichment while their followers pursue their idea of heaven on earth.
We sell our souls, sell our souls for Big Wedge. Are we selling out tomorrow for today?
Succumbing to the temptation of personal gain at the expense of future consequences.
A surgeon checks your plastic on the telephone; A Casio concerto entertains you while you hold.
The shallow and empty distractions that money can buy.
Your credit rating's good for a Madonna or a Bardot, A Dali or a Picasso, for his wall.
The ability to acquire expensive belongings and status symbols depending on one's financial status.
You're looking good, looking good with Big Wedge. Are you holding back tomorrow for today?
The temptation of superficial success through personal gain at the expense of future consequences.
They're driving in, driving in with Big Wedge. Are we selling out tomorrow for today?
The seduction of material success and the willingness to compromise future principles for present gains.
You'll sell your ground beneath your feet; You'll sell your oil, you'll sell your trees. You ideals and integrity, your culture and your history, Your children into slavery, to labor in their factories, Your mother and your family.
The willingness to compromise and sell everything for personal gain without regard for ethics, culture, or caring human relationships.
You'll sell the world eventually. The IMF and CIA; there's just no difference, they're all the same!
The ultimate hyperbole of the willingness to compromise everything for personal gain, with popular scapegoats, helps distract from this rampant selfishness.
It just depends on what's your point of view. America, America, the big wedge, And they're buying up your tomorrow with promises; The promises of Big Wedge and they'll break them, Like your hearts another day.
The appeal of personal gain is subjective, and that America's focus on wealth is destroying the future of its citizenry.
When you find out that you've left it just too late, And find that you're the only one to blame; That you sold out your tomorrow for Big Wedge.
Regret for the consequences of sacrificing future consequences to advance one's selfish desires.
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: DEREK WILLIAM DICK, MIKE SIMMONDS
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