| The Night [7:25] "Nights in White Satin" (Hayward with additional music composed by Peter Knight and Redwave). "Late Lament" (Concluding poem by Graham Edge set to music by Peter Knight). |
| Recorded 8 October 1967 at Decca Studios, West Hampstead. |
| Released 10 November 1967 as a single with "Tuesday Afternoon" (Deram DM 161); UK #9. |
| Released 24 November 1967 on Days of Future Passed (Deram SML 707). |
| The Moody Blues: Justin Hayward (guitar & lead vocal), Mike Pinder (keyboards & recitation), Ray Thomas (vocals and backing vocals), Graham Edge (drums), and John Lodge (bass and backing vocals) with members of the London Symphony Orchestra performing as the London Festival Orchestra. |
| Hugh Mendl (executive producer), Tony Clarke (producer), Peter Knight (music director), and Derek Varnals (engineer). |
| The Moody Blues. 1967. Days of Future Passed. New York: PolyGram Records. [Deram 820 006-2] |
| Section | Meas. | Description | Text |
| Intro 1 | Orchestra with glockenspiel. | — | |
| Intro 2 | Rock ensemble plays quietly. | — | |
| Verse | Solo voice with heavy reverberation; add Mellotron on second haalf |
a | |
| Refrain | As above; add wailing chorus. | b | |
| Verse | As above with Mellotron throughout. | c | |
| Refrain | As in refrain above. | b | |
| Verse | Flute and guitar, add bass, add drums, add Mellotron. | — | |
| Refrain | Add additional Mellotron tracks. | — | |
| Verse | As
in verses above with additional Mellotron ornamentation. Gradually add orchestral instruments. |
a | |
| Refrain | Bring both ensembles to full strenght. | b | |
| Refrain | As above, and subside. | c | |
| Coda | Orchestral summation of melodic material. Lower intensity before rising to concluding section. | — | |
| "Late Lament" | Orchestral "night" effects | — | |
| Spoken voice with orchestral coloring to enhance text. | d | ||
| As above, orchestral color shifts first "cold," then "warm" | e | ||
| Orchestral
conclusion with tam-tam crash and fade at end. (Compare with the ending to "A Day in the Life.") |
— | ||
| Text | |
| Nights
in white satin, never reaching the end. Letters I've written, never meaning
to send. Beauty has always been with these eyes before. Just what the truth is, I can't say anymore. |
a |
| 'Cause I love you. Yes I love you. Oh, how I love you. [Oh how I love you.] | b |
| Gazing
at people, some hand in hand. Just what I'm going through, they can't
understand. Some try to tell me thoughts they cannot defend. Just what you want to be, you will be in the end. |
c |
| Breath
deep the gathering gloom. Watch lights fade from every room. Bedsitter people look back and lament, another day's useless energy spent. Impassioned lovers wrestle as one; lonely man cries for love and has none. New mother picks up and suckles her son; senior citizens wish they were young |
d |
| Cold-hearted
orb that rules the night, removes the colors from our sight. Red is gray and yellow, white; but we decide which is right, and which is illusion. |
e |
| Days of Future Passed | Outline | The Moody Blues |
| 18-Apr-2012 | ||