After years of silence, in 2002 Tribe After Tribe reappeared once again with Enchanted Entrance. Influenced by Robbi's unpleasant experiences with years of poor label support and touring difficulties, the album also marks the second turning point in the band's sound. Gone are the soaring upbeat flavors of the previous albums, in its place are dark experiments with mystic rhythms, aggressive guitars, rock drums, ambient tones, industrial noise, trance chants and deep groove.
Finally in 2008, in the presence of weapons of mass destruction comes the new album: M.O.A.B., a vital and important piece of music that is truly a new testament for the troubled times of the 21st Century. Tribe after Tribe fiercely and fearlessly take on an ancient tale that, for all its inherent difficulty and divisiveness, must be subjected to the crucible of reason for critical examination before it can be rewritten with the balm of tolerance and love. In doing so, M.O.A.B. brilliantly captures both the absurdities and dangers of the diluted belief systems that have been gradually warped and twisted by all-too-human misdeeds across two millennia .. to the point where they're now on the verge of tearing our world apart.
Continuing the work they began in South Africa more than two decades ago and continuing where Enchanted Entrance left off, M.O.A.B. fuses unique world rock elements with ringleader Robbi Robb's incisive, intelligent lyrical dreamscapes, exposing the evil forces of Apartheid and its ideological brethren... forces that remain with us today, perhaps more so than ever before. The message in the music is not, however, a political one, but rather a simple signpost pointing to the common ground of the human heart which we all share; a place where all gunfire is, in essence, 'friendly fire'.
Take the title of the album itself, for example. M.O.A.B. serves a multitude of meanings, ranging from the deserts of Moab where Moses and the Israelites wandered for 40 years, committing their own form of genocide on the unsuspecting men, women and children whose only 'mistake' was worshipping a matriarchal, goddess-inspired culture, to Saddam Hussein's call for the Mother Of All Battles, to the American response with the Mother Of All Bombs, a 'Massive Ordnance Airblast Bomb'. Based in part upon the writings of the biblical book of Deuteronomy, the new songs are sure to delight the old-time faithful fans while also bringing new converts into the tribal fold.
Featuring the psychedelic guitar swirl and pulsating pagan rhythms that have become Tribe trademarks on such propulsive numbers as "Supreme One", "Burning Bush", "Truth and Reconciliation" and "Holy City Warrior", M.O.A.B. definitely brings enough rock to please even the most virulently head-banging of fans. But there are also quieter, more pastoral passages that recall nothing so much as the work done by Peter Gabriel on his Passion album, the soundtrack to "The Last Temptation of Christ"; in fact, album-ending track "World Drum" sounds like it could be an outtake from those stellar sessions. As the M.O.A.B. liner notes say, "If we put down the books and courageously journey inside and listen very carefully to our own hearts we will hear the beat of the universal heart, the beat of the World Drum. In the stillness of this inner space we comprehend the desire of every living thing. All of life wants the same thing: every plant, every animal, every Jew, Christian, Muslim, every being in every nation wants safety."
Or, as Robbi Robb, who has been hailed as "one of the greatest mystics ever to appear in the history of rock," remarks, "Put down the guns, put down the books, put away the pointing fingers of blame .. come away from the temples and into the fields, and there let us work together to eradicate disease and poverty from the face of the Earth. This is the 'Mother Of All Battles'."
Current members:
Robbi Robb : Vocals, Guitar
Eric Ryan : Guitar
Craig Else : Guitar
Mike Hansen : Drums, Percussions
Joey Vera : Bass
Past members
Bruce Williams : Keyboard
Fuzzy Marcus : Bass
Robby Whitelaw : Bass
Doug Pinnick : Bass
Jeff Ament : Bass
Reynold Carlson : Drums
Chris Frazier : Drums
Barry Schneider : Drums
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Tribe After Tribe Lyrics
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Creeps in places that hides in the way
Lunar mountain, toss that water
The river of ancient goes through his veins
Lifeform (?) is born, with ants of wisdom
Always arriving at the same place alone
Goddess is weeping, child lies sleeping
Once was a boy
Once was a boy
Once was a boy
Once was a...
What kind of men are those?
What kind of men are those?
What kind of men are those?
My keeper
What kind of men are those?
What kind of men are those?
What kind of men are those?
My teacher
Then came ___, nothing to guide him
Landscape of flowers, blood will not warm (?)
Now in garden, talks to a lion
Leapt from his eyes, walks at his side
Walks at his side
Walks at his side
Once was a boy
Once was a boy
Once was a boy
Once was a...
What kind of men are those?
What kind of men are those?
What kind of men are those?
My keeper
What kind of men are those?
What kind of men are those?
What kind of men are those?
My teacher
___, my keeper
___, my teacher
Reach for the golden star child
I am
interpreting the lyrics of Tribe After Tribe's song Boy in the Sun, Wind in His Hair. The song begins with portraying a boy who's out in the sun with the wind in his hair, often creeping in hidden places that lie in the way. The lyrics could signify how a child's innocent curiosity leads them to explore uncharted territories. The boy has a connection to nature as he is born with the wisdom of the ants and has the river of the ancients flowing through his veins. The reference to the goddess weeping and the child sleeping could indicate the vulnerable state of the earth and its inhabitants.
The lyrics "once was a boy" repeat throughout the song, reminding the listener of the innocence of childhood. The question "what kind of men are those?" may be emphasizing the changing nature of society and how childhood is replaced by a harsh reality when individuals grow up. The lyrics also depict a teacher and keeper, referring to how society shapes individuals through education and other forms of guidance.
The second half of the song presents a shift in the narrative, with the lyrics talking about someone named ___, who has nothing to guide them. The imagery of a landscape of flowers and blood not warming could signify how beauty and warmth cannot shield a person from pain and suffering. The lyrics "talks to a lion" and "leapt from his eyes and walks at his side" present a more mystical, almost surreal, depiction of the character's experience in finding companionship or wisdom in unexpected places.
Overall, the lyrics of Boy in the Sun, Wind in His Hair appear to portray a journey of self-discovery, growth, and change. The song touches upon various themes such as the cycle of life, nature, innocence, and society's role in shaping an individual.
Line by Line Meaning
Boy in the sun, wind in his hair
A boy is enjoying the sun and wind in his hair
Creeps in places that hides in the way
He goes unnoticed, hides in the shadows
Lunar mountain, toss that water
A mountain that reflects the moon, the water is stirred up by the boy
The river of ancient goes through his veins
He has the wisdom of the ancients running through him
Lifeform (?) is born, with ants of wisdom
The boy is a new type of being, wise beyond his years
Always arriving at the same place alone
He is always alone, even if he ends up in the same place as others
Goddess is weeping, child lies sleeping
The goddess is mourning, while the boy is sleeping peacefully
Star, glass, and dreaming life in a day
He dreams of living life to its fullest in a single day
Once was a boy
He used to be just a boy
What kind of men are those?
He questions the nature of the men around him
My keeper
He sees someone as his protector
My teacher
He sees someone as his mentor
Then came ___, nothing to guide him
After some unknown event, he is lost and without direction
Landscape of flowers, blood will not warm (?)
Despite beautiful surroundings, he cannot shake off his despair
Now in garden, talks to a lion
He seeks solace by talking to a lion in a garden
Leapt from his eyes, walks at his side
Something has left his eyes and now walks beside him
Reach for the golden star child
He yearns for the impossible, the golden star child
I am
He affirms that he exists
Contributed by Lauren N. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Jose Miguel Morente Padial
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Mariusz S.
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