After the Fire
After The Fire were formed in the UK in 1972 by keyboard player Peter Banks, Andy Piercy (guitar, bass), Ivor Twidell (drums) and John Russell (guitar). The market was responsive to UK adult-orientated rock during the early 70s but the band's mixture of "pomp Christian pop" was slow to break through. They eventually secured a contract following the release of their debut album on their own label. CBS Records invested in them and they were rewarded with a UK Top 40 hit, "One Rule For You", in 1979. The accompanying album, although polished, sold only to the converted. The band's subsequent recordings were minor hits until the unexpected major success of "Der Kommissar". Originally recorded by Falco in his native Germany, After The Fire's version went on to sell over a million copies worldwide, and made the US Top 5. However, by the time it charted, the group had already broken up, frustrated by record company indecision and the Christian ethos that "made things worse, as we couldn't have a good old swearing and slanging match." Banks built his own studio before becoming managing director of Maldon Computer Company, a software and networking enterprise. Twidell released three Christian rock solo albums, Waiting For The Sun (1981), Secret Service (1981) and Duel (1983), after leaving the group following the debut album. He then became a member of the Bedfordshire police force. Russell was last sighted working in a hi-fi shop. Piercy retained the rights to the name, although it was now abbreviated to ATF. Still a practising Christian, after submitting an unreleased solo album for CBS he went on to do production work for the Truth, T'Pau (when they were known as Talking America) and Gary Numan. (Source : VH1)
Every Mothers Son
You're looking like you're standing in a bus queue
Say you don't care but deep inside you do
What if some guy should come and try to talk to you?
You're crazy now 'cause you know your love is true
Every mothers son - would say that they're in love with you
Every mothers son - would take you out tonight
But every mothers son - would just get put down by you
So this mothers son just isn't gonna' try
Decked out like some figure from a fashion show
Your clothes say yes but your eyes are saying no
Must be some way I can get to talk to you
But what's the point I never would be true
Every mothers son - would say that they're in love with you
Every mothers son - would take you out tonight
But every mothers son - would just get put down by you
So this mothers son just isn't gonna' try
You're putting on your brave face
You have to win this rat race
And what you do is no disgrace
We do it every day - it's just the modern way
See you turn and walk towards the shelter
It's Friday night but you're going home alone
Door slams - she's home
Red eyed you run for cover
In case you make yourself a no-go zone
Every mothers son - would say that they're in love with you
Every mothers son - would take you out tonight
But every mothers son - would just get put down by you
So this mothers son just isn't gonna' try
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