C'è un aggettivo che più di ogni altro è in grado di qualificare questo album, l'esordio degli ormai famosi Morcheeba: sensuale.
Sensuale come la voce di Skye Edwards, la quale preferisce un timbro sussurrato e leggero ai poderosi gorgheggi della maggior parte delle voci nere. Sensuale come gli arrangiamenti tranquilli, fluidi e mai spigolosi dei fratelli polistrumentisti Godfrey, Ross (chitarra, basso, tastiere) e Paul (batterista e dj).
Dopo aver ascoltato il brano inziale, "Moog Island", che ci dà il benvenuto nel mondo dei Morcheeba con un piacevole calipso condito da chitarre slide pinkfloydiane, il trio inglese ci propone un trip-hop elegante e raffinato, ma allo stesso tempo molto intrigante per via della voce intima e calda di Skye e dei vari elementi che prendono parte nelle singole canzoni: elementi roots e orientaleggianti, come nell'hit "Trigger Hippie", il pezzo più famoso dell'album, funky (nella breve e strumentale "Post Humous"), elettronici (le tastiere di "Tape Loop"), vintage (l'hammond e gli arpeggi della seducente "Never An Easy Way"), classicheggianti (gli archi nella malinconica "Howling"), psichedelici (la chitarra effettata e i loop nella lunga e strumentale title-track) e hip-hop (gli scratching di "Almost Done"). È molto difficile parlare singolarmente di questi brani, in quanto, fatta eccezione per i suddetti elementi che li distinguono, sono molto simili tra loro. Ecco, forse il difetto di questo disco è proprio la ripetitività. Le canzoni che si differenziano, oltre al brano d'apertura, non sono molte e non sono nemmeno granché: il breve blues acustico di "Enjoy The Wait" è in realtà un riempitivo, la sinfonica "Col" non è malvagia ma risulta un pò melensa quando invece vuole essere commovente; chiude l'album un altro breve pezzo strumentale, "End Theme", che riprende simpaticamente il tema di "Moog Island".
Per quanto ripetitivo, si tratta comunque di un disco molto gradevole, rilassante, a suo modo anche sperimentale. L'album fu pubblicato nel 1996: erano altri tempi per i Morcheeba, facevano ancora parte dei circuiti underground. Non erano di certo le popstar patinate di "Fragments Of Freedom", il loro successo planetario, con il quale avevano virato verso un genere pop-dance molto più commerciale e meno interessante, né tanto meno il gruppo attuale, sfasciato e inconsistente (Skye se n'è andata e ha intrapreso la carriera solista, la nuova cantante non regge minimamente il confronto). Meriterebbe un pò di meno, direi 3 stelle e mezzo, ma nell'impossibilità di dare i mezzi punti approssimo volentieri per eccesso.
D'altronde, come già detto, è sempre un disco gradevole e la voce di Skye è sempre un bel sentire!
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01 Moog Island (05:22)
Sometimes I get up feeling good but greed gets me down,
I try to think about the highs, the freedom we've found,
When the business in your life don't sit with your soul,
And they treat you like a child they need to control.
The music that we make will heal all our mistakes and lead us,
The music that we hear is always standing near to feed us.
We're all gonna rise above all things that we lack,
Good vibrations that we make will come bouncing back.
The music that we make will heal all our mistakes and lead us,
The music that we hear is always standing near to feed us.
The music that we make will heal all our mistakes and lead us,
The music that we hear is always standing near to feed us.
The music that we make will heal all our mistakes and lead us,
The music that we hear is always standing near to feed us.
02 Trigger Hippie (05:31)
Tune in, drop out of love,
Pull the trigger, I'm a hippie,
So said a truth, and blood,
Alive and well,
You push the buttons.
Standing in line of fire,
For the whole,
My soul,
Step codes,
The drums,
And sing,
Love the children,
Learn to live with everything.
Love love love, i'm a trigger hippie, yeah
Love love love, we're trigger hippies, yeah.
Zoom in, cut out at sound,
Make it feel so trippy
Hung up, let down to ground,
Forget the kill it's far to sticky
Love love love, i'm a trigger hippie, yeah
Love love love, we're trigger hippies, yeah.
Love love love, i'm a trigger hippie, yeah
Love love love, we're trigger hippies, yeah.
Love love love, i'm a trigger hippie, yeah
Love love love, we're trigger hippies, yeah.
04 Tape Loop (04:22)
Tape loop, keeps on turning round, forever,
Patience, love is coming 'round for your pleasure,
Wait now, no use trying to push, there's no need,
People, go against the grain, with their greed.
I've been here before, it ain't gonna work no more,
I've been here before, it ain't gonna work no more.
Focus, your mind will be strong, no distractions,
Soak up wisdom all year long, and then take action.
I've been here before, it ain't gonna work no more,
I've been here before, it ain't gonna work no more.
I've been here before, it ain't gonna work no more,
I've been here before, it ain't gonna work no more.
I've been here before, it ain't gonna work no more,
I've been here before, it ain't gonna work no more.
05 Never an Easy Way (06:41)
I think I slipped the net,
But I cut myself free,
I'm not losing yet,
So don't forget me.
I'll say it, we play it, and try tomorrow
I'll say it, we play it, and live with sorrow.
You'd think I'd learn by now,
There's never an easy way,
I get through somehow,
I'm on my knees to pray,
You'd think I'd learn by now,
There's never an easy way,
I get through somehow,
I'm on my knees.
I'll admit I'm wrong,
But I'm getting on track,
I've been here too long,
I'm under attack.
I face it, replace it, and try to change,
I face it, replace it, and rearrange.
You'd think I learned by now,
There's never an easy way,
I get through somehow,
I'm on my knees to pray,
You'd think I learned by now,
There's never an easy way,
I get through somehow,
I'm on my knees to pray.
On my knees to pray.
I think I slipped the net,
But I cut myself free,
I'm not losing yet,
So don't forget me.
I'll say it, we play it, and try tomorrow
I'll say it, we play it, and live with sorrow.
You'd think I learned by now,
There's never an easy way,
I get through somehow,
I'm on my knees to pray,
You'd think I learned by now,
There's never an easy way,
I get through somehow,
I'm on my knees to pray,
I'm on my knees to pray,
On my knees to pray,
On my knees to pray.
06 Howling (03:40)
Howling, how long,
Sounding, so calm,
Pounding, so strong,
Founding, so wrong.
Howling (howling),
How long (how long).
Strolling, so long,
Lolling, some song,
Firing, a gun,
Darkness, has come.
Howling (howling),
How long (how long).
Hanging, up high
Swing in the sky
Cacti, still cry
Why do, we try
Howling (howling),
How long (how long).
Howling (howling),
How long (how long).
Howling (howling),
How long (how long).
07 Small Town (05:09)
You feel frozen
But you've been chosen,
You lay the drunken
You dreams seem sunken
Your world is small world
And you break the rules
You're one big fish
In a ball of false
Time is serving/surfing up you down (?)
Time you're wearing that crown (?)
Time is sliding up and down
Tired of being you
Your work's no future
Your girl don't suit you (?)
You ??
You have no nerve to
Take a break from this sad old school
Accross the lake
Lies a place that's cool
Run you got a place to go
Run you got a boat to row
Run you got a face to show
Run while you can
The high street sleeping
There's friday creeping
The shops are open
But their minds are closed
How is going but it's not their concern (?)
They talkin' stuff (?) about you
That you never learn (?)
Smile, you're on your own
Smile, 'cause you've outgrown
Smile, you lost your home (?)
Smile to yourself
09 Col (04:09)
Things of change, this time around,
I'm on rocks I'm looking down,
And I can see the whole the darkness 'round here.
You're in spain and you walking free
I'm inside without the key,
Feeling sick and angry toward you.
Locked away, I'm going mad,
I'm a fool, I'm so sad,
I'm a fool I've been had.
We planned a job
And you let me down,
You made a run,
I hit the ground,
Can't trust nobody, nobody no one.
No one know you're in spain and you walking free,
I'm inside without the key,
Feeling sick sick and angry.
Locked away, I'm going mad,
I'm a fool, I'm so sad,
I'm a fool of been had.
Things of change, this time around,
I'm on rocks I'm looking down,
I can see the whole the darkness 'round here.
11 Almost Done (06:38)
Things of change, this time around,
I'm on rocks I'm looking down,
And I can see the whole the darkness 'round here.
You're in spain and you walking free
I'm inside without the key,
Feeling sick and angry toward you.
Locked away, I'm going mad,
I'm a fool, I'm so sad,
I'm a fool of been had.
We planned a job
And you let me down,
You made a run,
I hit the ground,
Can't trust nobody, nobody no one.
No one know you're in spain and you walking free,
I'm inside without the key,
Feeling sick sick and angry.
Locked away, I'm going mad,
I'm a fool, I'm so sad,
I'm a fool of been had.
Things of change, this time around,
I'm on rocks I'm looking down,
I can see the whole the darkness 'round here.
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