The 1958 Shanxi Pictorial Magazine proudly displays on its cover the arrival of the freedom train arriving in a local town ... it’s the great leap backward to the great leap forward ... it’s 1958 and mao’s policy of the forced industrialisation of the chinese countryside is about to take effect ... a local band is greeting the train with people drumming, clashing of cymbals and waving of bright red flags ... small children are running alongside the train waving and smiling ... he garlanded engine with an old man and young child at the window is towing carriages full of steel ingots and coal ... in the nearby pond ducks are swimming under the old stone bridge holding up an old tree ... in the top branches of the tree a child dressed in white shirt and red neck-tie, waves a long stick with firecrackers attached to its tip ... on a nearby verandah a crowd of townspeople have gathered looking on at the spectacle; young women with bright red parasols, young men in mao caps and even a photographer capturing the triumphant scene it’s the great leap forward, marking a great future full of hope and unbounded progress.
The large colour inside foldout illustrates the utopia that china will become, with large harvests promised for everyone ... horses pull carts laden with freshly cropped wheat, chimney stacks belch pure white smoke, orchard trees bend under the weight of ripe apples, pumps move water from one newly built terrace to another, hand made smelters pour out hot new steel, a young baby rides a sheaf of wheat across the clear blue sky …… everybody is happy and productive ... the reality that came to be over the next two years was very different.
It may have been Camelot for Jack and Jacqueline
But on the Che Guevara highway filling up with gasoline
Fidel Castro's brother spies a rich lady who's crying
Over luxury's disappointment
So he walks over and he's trying
To sympathize with her but thinks that he should warn her
That the Third World is just around the corner
In the Soviet Union a scientist is blinded
By the resumption of nuclear testing and he is reminded
That Dr Robert Oppenheimer's optimism fell
At the first hurdle
In the Cheese Pavilion and the only noise I hear
Is the sound of people stacking chairs
And mopping up spilt beer
And someone asking questions and basking in the light
Of the fifteen fame filled minutes of the fanzine writer
Mixing Pop and Politics he asks me what the use is
I offer him embarrassment and my usual excuses
While looking down the corridor
Out to where the van is waiting
I'm looking for the Great Leap Forwards
Jumble sales are organized and pamphlets have been posted
Even after closing time there's still parties to be hosted
You can be active with the activists
Or sleep in with the sleepers
While you're waiting for the Great Leap Forwards
One leap forwards, two leaps back
Will politics get me the sack?
Here comes the future and you can't run from it
If you've got a blacklist I want to be on it
It's a mighty long way down rock 'n roll
From Top of the Pops to drawing the dole
If no one seems to understands
Start your own revolution, cut out the middleman
In a perfect world we'd all sing in tune
But this is reality so give me some room
So join the struggle while you may
The Revolution is just a t-shirt away
But on the Che Guevara highway filling up with gasoline
Fidel Castro's brother spies a rich lady who's crying
Over luxury's disappointment
So he walks over and he's trying
To sympathize with her but thinks that he should warn her
That the Third World is just around the corner
In the Soviet Union a scientist is blinded
By the resumption of nuclear testing and he is reminded
That Dr Robert Oppenheimer's optimism fell
At the first hurdle
In the Cheese Pavilion and the only noise I hear
Is the sound of people stacking chairs
And mopping up spilt beer
And someone asking questions and basking in the light
Of the fifteen fame filled minutes of the fanzine writer
Mixing Pop and Politics he asks me what the use is
I offer him embarrassment and my usual excuses
While looking down the corridor
Out to where the van is waiting
I'm looking for the Great Leap Forwards
Jumble sales are organized and pamphlets have been posted
Even after closing time there's still parties to be hosted
You can be active with the activists
Or sleep in with the sleepers
While you're waiting for the Great Leap Forwards
One leap forwards, two leaps back
Will politics get me the sack?
Here comes the future and you can't run from it
If you've got a blacklist I want to be on it
It's a mighty long way down rock 'n roll
From Top of the Pops to drawing the dole
If no one seems to understands
Start your own revolution, cut out the middleman
In a perfect world we'd all sing in tune
But this is reality so give me some room
So join the struggle while you may
The Revolution is just a t-shirt away



