THIEVES' KITCHEN is a UK based progressive rock band that has forged a cont… Read Full Bio ↴THIEVES' KITCHEN is a UK based progressive rock band that has forged a continuously evolving path throughout its career, with each CD revealing changes in both band lineup and stylistic influences.

Formed in Berkshire in 1998 by guitarist Phil Mercy and bassist Paul Beecham, the band quickly acquired singer Simon Boys and drummer Mark Robotham, but the search for a suitably talented keyboard player was to take nearly two years, with the intervening time spent writing and rehearsing with sequencing software. Recording for their independently released debut album Head (2000) began just six weeks after the arrival of Wolfgang Kindl on keyboards.

Writing began almost immediately for the next CD, but a few months later Paul Beecham announced his departure due to family commitments and the band recruited bassist Andy Bonham. Andy introduced some fretless bass playing for variation and the less pressured Beecham was able to contribute some oboe playing to the second album, Argot (2001).

The next lineup change came with Simon Boys leaving for nearly identical reasons as Paul Beecham. Never ones to miss an opportunity, the remaining members decided to shake things up a bit and persuaded Amy Darby to join on lead vocals and woodwind. Shibboleth, the third album, was released in 2003.

After some touring and appearances at various prog friendly festivals in the USA and Europe, Wolfgang Kindl decided to return to his native Germany and start a family. This kicked the band into a period of hibernation. Without knowing the palette of sounds and influences that a new keyboard player would bring, Phil Mercy found himself uninspired to write new material and he instead concentrated on updating his recording studio and ironing out the many problems that the process uncovered.

Eventually, when it looked like the studio update would become a never ending saga, It was discovered that Anglagard alumnus Thomas Johnson was living and working in Oxford. A few emails and a pub meeting later and Thieves' Kitchen had a new keyboard player.

Phil, Amy and Thomas quickly forged a blissful writing team and soon had much of the material written that was to become The Water Road. Thomas had brought with him a darker and more symphonic approach which blended well with Phil's Canterburyesque fusion stylings. Amy's folk influences were also highlighted with the introduction of her harp playing. With the richness that was starting to become apparent in the sound of the new material it was decided to go all the way to achieve a more orchestral and organic sound. Ironically, considering the extensive update of Phil's studio, this involved the band recording the backing tracks live without a clicktrack as an ensemble in Aubitt Studios. This allowed the tempo to ebb and flow naturally as the mood required. Mark Robotham also set aside his hitherto ubiquitous electronic kit and used acoustic drums for greater sensitivity. Additional instruments were added, with Anna Holmgren of Anglagard on flute, Stina Peterssen on cello and Paul Beecham making a reappearance on oboe and soprano sax.

The Water Road was released in 2008 to critical acclaim.

While work continued on new material, during delays caused by various factors, including Thomas Johnson's relocation back to Sweden and his work on the new Anglagard release (all with everyone's full blessing and encouragement), it became apparent that Thieves' Kitchen was not destined to be the busy live act that both Andy Bonham and Mark Robotham would wish for, so they and Thieves' Kitchen amicably parted company.
Their places have been taken for the recording sessions by the rhythm section from Sanquine Hum, Paul Mallyon on drums and Brad Waissman on bass.

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The Picture Slave
Thieves' Kitchen Lyrics

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Painted
Picture-plain
Fallen Eve that I am
What can I feel
When the light starts to fade
And the glass clears?
No history
In the face on the wall

Made of moments

Silvered secrecy
Can't escape what I do
I create to delay
Time
Pays its way
And the face on the wall
Matches moments
And does she cry

Two-dimensional tears
Comprehending?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Thieves' Kitchen's song "The Picture Slave" are deeply introspective and convey a sense of sadness and resignation. The opening lines, "Painted, picture-plain, fallen Eve that I am/what can I feel when the light starts to fade and the glass clears?" set the tone for the rest of the song. The singer is reflecting on their own impermanence and the fleeting nature of life. The reference to Eve, the first woman in Christian mythology, suggests a sense of original sin or guilt.

The chorus, "No history in the face on the wall made of moments," underscores the idea that the singer has no place in the world beyond their own transience. The image of the "face on the wall made of moments" is particularly poignant - it suggests that our lives are made up of fleeting instants that come together to form a whole that is ultimately meaningless.

The second verse, "Silvered secrecy can't escape what I do/I create to delay time/pays its way," suggests that the singer is an artist who creates to stave off the inevitability of death. The "face on the wall" that matches moments may refer to the singer's own artistic creations, which are frozen in time and unable to evolve or grow.

Taken as a whole, "The Picture Slave" is a powerful meditation on the human condition - our impermanence, our desire to create something lasting, and the futility of that desire.

Line by Line Meaning

Painted
I am a product of someone else's creation

Picture-plain
My image is straightforward and lacks intricacy

Fallen Eve that I am
I have succumbed to an undesirable fate

What can I feel
I am devoid of emotions

When the light starts to fade
When all seems bleak

And the glass clears?
And clarity ensues?

No history
I have no past

In the face on the wall
The portrait that depicts me

Made of moments
Is a collection of fleeting instances

Silvered secrecy
My true self is concealed

Can't escape what I do
I cannot break free from my role