Band Inglese. 2005, un debutto clamoroso, stratosferico.
La malinconia lo-fi di band americane, Grandaddy, Sparklehorse, band del giro Elephant 6, i Flaming Lips di "The Soft Bulletin", si fonde con la sensibilità neo psichedelica tutta inglese dei Spacemen 3, Spiritualized, con il torpore cosmico dei Air di "The Virgin Suicides".
Brani dal taglio cantautoriale, barrocco in chiave space, venati di umori progressive, lontani parenti del cosmonauta Bowie di "Space Oddity", si trasformano in strane creature che prendono il volo lasciandoci a bocca aperta
Parentesi di musica da camera, cori celestiali, cori lirici, vicini alle ambizioni Spiritualized.
Sbuffi elettronici giocano con suoni acustici creando delle girandole vicine per sensibilità all'estetica della tedesca Morr Records.
Rumori ambientali si nascondono in larghi giri di tastiere cullandoci in un sogno psichedelico, subentrano clavicembali, pianoforti, archi, leggere distorsoni, improvvisamente si aprono scenari progressive, sempre contenuti nel formato canzone pop.
Dolci sinfonie pop tascabili.
Un Lavoro ricchissimo di sorprese, ricco di emozioni, un piccolo Capolavoro.
Elenco tracce testi e video
02 Popstar Researching Oblivion (06:13)
I never knew what you thought was here
Get another fear to add to the list
I've been collecting little lies
Just to put on the special tape
I get them to play the day you die
I'll tell them you were always frightened
Just like anybody else
And you cried inside just like me
You seem to live with fingertips
Wrapped around your face
Does it keep the dark away?
Talk to me and tell me that all of them are wrong
And all my dreams will come in time
Trying, trying to understand it all
To understand it all just makes your head hurt
Trying, trying to understand it all
To understand it all just makes your head hurt
Yes you have all the pieces they said that you had to collect
But what did you expect that all to amount to?
Trying, trying to understand it all
To understand it all just makes your head hurt
Trying, trying to understand it all
To understand it all just makes your head hurt
05 Donald Pleasance (09:27)
Came to say how you feel today, how you feel inside
You can't tell me that you know how it feels
When you don't seem to feel at all
You came here today to tell me this, you think I'm stupid?
This is the funeral of our love
I came here only to say goodbye
Leonard stop the trains by any certain means
I couldn't bear to board another
She not me was the dealer
With a tiny useless fucking shelter
David pass me the wine, like you I'm "really not fine"
Did I really mean her harm?
I never set foot in the country
Donald tell me why pleasance never gets me anywhere, anymore
Was the lovely man from Mars?
I never liked Venus at all
This brittle house our love has stained
I've left before and I'll leave again
But your little blue moods drag me in
But I know you won't be bringing me down this time
Growing pains and empty days
Records played and certain shades of blue remind me still of you
But I know you won't be bringing me down this time
You can't tell me that you know how it feels
When you don't seem to feel at all
This is the funeral of our love
I came here only to say goodbye
This is the funeral of our love
I came here only to say goodbye
This is the funeral of our love
I came here only to say goodbye
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