About the song
Procol Harum’s “A Whiter Shade of Pale” is a psychedelic masterpiece that has captivated audiences for decades. Released in 1967, the song became a worldwide hit, showcasing the group’s exceptional musicianship and their ability to blend elements of rock, classical music, and psychedelia.
The song’s intro immediately sets the stage with a haunting organ riff and a rhythmic bassline. The lyrics, written by Keith Reid, explore themes of love, loss, and the passage of time, painting a vivid picture of a man reflecting on his past.
One of the song’s most memorable aspects is its iconic organ solo, played by Matthew Fisher. The solo, which features a distinctive Bach-inspired melody, adds a touch of classical elegance to the song.
The song’s production is impeccable, featuring a tight rhythm section, lush strings, and a brass section that adds a touch of grandeur. Procol Harum’s harmonies are as tight as ever, with each member contributing their unique vocal style to the overall sound.
“A Whiter Shade of Pale” is a testament to the enduring power of music. Its timeless melody, evocative lyrics, and exceptional musicianship have made it a beloved classic that continues to resonate with audiences of all ages. The song’s enduring popularity is a testament to Procol Harum’s legacy and their ability to create music that transcends time and genre.
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Lyrics
First time, we got new album out, uhm
Yeah, thank you very much
(One, two, three, four)
We skipped the light fandango
Turned cartwheels ‘cross the floor
I was feeling kinda seasick
But the crowd called out for more
The room was humming harder
As the ceiling flew away
When we called out for another drink
The waiter brought a tray
And so it was later
As the miller told his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
She said, “There is no reason
And the truth is plain to see”
But I wandered through my playing cards
Would not let her be
One of 16 vestal virgins
We’re leaving for the coast
And although my eyes were open
They might have just as well been closed
And so it was that later
As the miller told his tale
That her face at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale
And so it was later
As the miller told his tale
That her face, at first just ghostly
Turned a whiter shade of pale