Massimo rispetto per i gruppi che amano sfornare Ep tra un disco e l'altro.
1997, il periodo è quello d'oro. Subito dopo l'uscita di If You're Falling Sinister, gli scozzesi riescono nell'impresa di mettere in fila un tris di mini Ep di alta qualità. Ultimo di questa serie è 3..6..9 Seconds Of Light, raccolta composta da cinque pezzi, nel quale troviamo i classici elementi, che hanno reso la band così amata. Malinconia, dolcezza, pace, attesa.
La novità, sta in un pezzo tosto, come "Le Pastie De La Borgeoisie". Organo, chitarre reveberate in stile Western-Rockabilly, incline alla ricerca di un epilogo vagamente epico. Sapore, comunque già accennato, nei precedenti due ep, di appena qualche mese più giovani.
"Century Of Fakers", è una rilettura più classica, che dona il giusto spessore a "A Century Of Elvis" . Pezzo già contenuto in Lazy Line Painter Jane, caratterizzato dal dolce finale, a base di sinth stile Westside, inizio 90.
Nel 2005, l'Ep verra incluso nella raccolta Push Barman To Open Old Wounds, insieme alle produzioni precedenti al 2001.
Senza dubbio, il migliore della serie.
F.Mariani
Elenco tracce testi e video
01 A Century of Fakers (04:30)
There are people going hungry far away
They've got nothing on their plates
And you're filling your fat face with every different kind of cake
And if you ever go lardy, or go lame
I will drop you straight away
That's the chance you've got to take
For every stupid thing you say
There are people going lonely, and they'll stay
Lonely far into the year
Because you make them think its fashionable
And fashionably you'll say
"All is equal in love and war" and
"I'm sorry, but I've got some things to do"
And you pretend to read a book you'll never finish till the day
That the author dedicates it
To A Century Of Fakers
They took your mould and they burned it on the fire in history today
Yeah, the author dedicates it
To A Century Of Fakers
He was an anarchist, he tried his best but it wasn't good enough
Did I say I would see you soon?
Well I'm sorry, but i just came off my bike
And my face is scarred
And chance has barred me seeing you tonight
I was over the other side of the city
And if the truth be known I'd say
That you look great from there before you shaved your golden hair today
Everybody's trying to make us
Another century of fakers
They took you mould and burned it on the fire of history today
Everybody's trying to make us
Another cool decade of fakers
Another century of fakers
02 Le Pastie de la Bourgeoisie (03:10)
Sunbeam shone, mousy girl on the end pew
You'd stay home, oh if only they let you
Le Pastie de la Bourgeoisie
Municipal pool, you're a junior life saver
But your friends are all serious ravers
Le Pastie de la Bourgeoisie
Reading Judy Blume
But you came too soon
You're too tall, much too tall for a boyfriend
They run and hide, from your buck tooth and split ends
Don't be scared, like the books you've read
You're the heroine
You'll be doing fine
Wouldn't you like to get away?
Bestowing the memory of good and evil
On the ones you left behind
The heartless swine
And you love like nobody around you
How you love, and a halo surrounds you
Le Pastie de la Bourgeoisie
In the Autumn cool
Say cheerio to school
Listen Dear, I've been watching you lately
If I said all these things you would hate me
Le Pastie de la Bourgeoisie
At the church bazaar
I nearly went too far
Wouldn't you like to get away?
Kerouac's beckoning with open arms,
And open fields of eucalyptus
Westward bound
Wouldn't you like to get away?
Give yourself up to the allure of
Catcher In The Rye
The future's swathed in Stars and Stripes
03 Beautiful (05:13)
She lay in bed all night watching the colours change
She lay in bed all night watching the morning change
She lay in bed all night watching the morning change into green and gold
The doctor told her years ago that she was ill
The doctor told her years ago to take a pill
The doctor told her years ago that she'd go blind if she wasn't careful
They let Lisa go blind
The world was at her feet and she was looking down
They let Lisa go blind
But everyone she knew thought she was beautiful
Only slightly mental
Beautiful, only temperamental
Beautiful, only slightly mental
Beautiful
She thought it would be fun to try photography
She thought it would be fun to try pornography
She thought it would be fun to try most anything
She was tired of sleeping
They let Lisa go blind, let Lisa go blind, let Lisa go blind
They let Lisa go blind
She's looking like a queen
But if you knew what's going on in her life
There'd be a thousand barren mothers there to talk to her
If you knew what's going on in her life
There'd be two hundred troubled teenagers to sit with her
And to talk to her
If you knew what's going on in her life
What's going on in her life
What's going on in her life
There would be a documentary on Radio 4
She made herself a pair of orthopaedic shoes
She thought it was the answer to the fashion blues
She thought it was an answer to the fashion blues
But she walked with a limp
They let Lisa go blind, let Lisa go blind, let Lisa go blind
They let Lisa go blind, let Lisa go blind, let Lisa go blind
They let Lisa go blind, let Lisa go blind, let Lisa go blind
They let Lisa go blind, let Lisa go blind, let Lisa go blind
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