Gli Orchestral Manoeuvres In The Dark, o più semplicemente OMD, hanno rappresentato qualcosa di più del semplice e indimenticabile ritornello della mitica "Enola Gay". Gli OMD hanno commercializzato il futurismo di Ultravox e Eno, un po' come Gary Numan, rendendo però le loro canzoni, a differenza del Dandy inglese, più "umane", pregne di un romanticismo quasi commovente.

Il loro debut album rappresenta forse il lato meno conosciuto del gruppo, che esploderà nel successivo "Organisation". Caratterizzato da cadenze spesso robotiche, debitrici verso i Kraftwerk in modo fin troppo esplicito, si illumina di improvvise ed ammalianti impennate di synth degne del miglior Jhon Foxx. I primi due brani ne sono l' esempio più lampante. "Bunker Soldiers" è una marcia per soldatini computerizzati, erede della tradizione meccanico-decadente della scuola tedesca, accompagnata da un sintetizzatore altisonante che svetta drammatico ( ma mai minaccioso ) nel ritornello, scandito da una recitazione brechtinana solenne. Un piccolo gioiellino di elettropop, non c' è che dire. La successiva "Almost" ( all' epoca singolo, quando i singoli potevano essere ancora così ) è la quintessenza del loro romanticismo, con le onde impetuose di synth che fungono da ritonello ricalcando la moda di Gary Numan. Ma la vera gemma del disco è "Electricity", anch'essa singolo, degna di essere accostata ad "Enola Gay" quanto a bellezza. Una cadenza trascinante fa da tappeto alle note malinconiche di un piano indimenticabile, contrappuntato dagli interventi di un synth decadente, un brano da annoverarsi tra le pietre miliari del synth-pop.

Il funky elettronico di "Julia's Song" è l' ultimo episodio degno di nota di un disco che non è sicuramante un capolavoro per le troppe cadute di tono, ma dà la sensazione di essere un' occasione sprecata. Con maggiore attenzione ( magari unendo i due album, questo ed "Organisation" uscito pochi mesi dopo ) si sarebbe potuto tirar fuori un vero gioiello di pop futurista. Questo esordio invece, brilla solo a metà, ma è davvero un bel brillare.

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01   Bunker Soldiers (02:54)

Trained bodies in coordination
Is that a better way for bunker soldiers
But it's a nicer way to spend the war

On lava beaches and sandy seasides
The rusting bodies are surplus now then
We never taught them how to fight like that

The object's exercise is so compulsive
It's not a better way but it still suits us
I'd give up rice fields to fight like you

K B N U R A S T R S O L I E K B
It's not a better way
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N U R N I T O L I B K B N U R E
Though we are here to stay
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S T R S O L I B K B N U R A S T
Well that might seem OK
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Waves of people in strange directions
It's no use talking, there's no decisions
They gave up houses to be refugees

The mud in ditches is over their knees
The sandbagged trenches are over our heads
This kind of warfare's become hide and seek

Though khaki uniforms are universal
Your propaganda is losing appeal
I'd give up rice fields to fight like you
I'd give up rice fields to fight like you
I'd give up rice fields to fight like you
I'd give up rice fields to fight like you


K B N U R A S T S O L I E K B N
It's not a better way
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U R E S T R S O L I E K B N U R
Though we are here to stay
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E S T R S O I L E A B A R T S T
Well that might seem OK
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02   Almost (03:44)

I'd travel oh so far
To be where you are
I'd travel there by car
To be where you are
But if I get there I'd find
That I'd change my mind
It happens all the time
To a friend of mine

Always making statements
And moving step by step
Always acting theories
I will regret
My only consolation
In the things that I've done
Are the people who know me
And the objects I own

Happens all the time
To a friend of mine
Happens all the time
To a friend of mine
Happens all the time
To a friend of mine
Happens all the time
To a friend of mine
Happens all the time

03   Mysteriality (02:45)

04   Electricity (03:39)

Our one source of energy
The ultimate discovery
Electric blue for me
Never more to be free
Electricity
Nuclear and HEP
Carbon fuels from the sea
Wasted electricity

Our one source of energy
Electricity
All we need to live today
A gift for man to throw away
The chance to change has nearly gone
The alternative is only one
The final source of energy
Solar electricity

Electricity
Electricity
Electricity
Electricity
Electricity
E . . .

05   The Messerschmitt Twins (05:41)

My mind is made up, I'm changing faster
Your mind is made up, avoiding worries
My old image is set to fade away
Forget the talking
Forget the actions
And quiet voices and all that happened
In just one of hour
You could knock me down

The twos are one now
And ones are fuller
No longer giving
No longer taking
These ways are tried
They never seem to fail

And when you're asking
You sound like telling
Despite the questions
You're not receiving
I can't explain
Why you disappear

Your mind is made up
The time is taken
You reach decisions
We can't avoid them
There's no success
No matter what we do

The twos are one now
And ones are fuller
No longer giving
No longer taking
These ways are tried
They never seem to fail
These ways are tried
They never seem to fail
These ways are tried
They never seem to fail
These ways are tried

06   Messages (04:12)

It worries me this kind of thing
How you hope to live alone
And occupy your waking hours
We're taking sides again
I just wept I couldn't understand
Why you started this again

And every day you send me more
It makes it worse is this a plan of yours
To ensure I don't forget
I'd write and tell you that I've burnt them all
But you never send me your address
And I've, I've kept them anyway

So don't ask me if I think it's true
That communication can bring hope to those
Who have gone their separate ways
It hardly touched me when it should have then
But memories are uncertain friends
When recalled by messages

Coded messages
Poison letters

07   Julia's Song (04:41)

The means to an end
The sinful distress
Writing down meaningless words
Vaguely off hand
So the rest of the band
Can learn from the bees and the birds
Concentrate business man you,
You haven't got long
Planets are ruling your hearts
Stilettos and thighs may be burning your eyes
But it keeps you from falling apart

Heavy but generalised
Sordid and wet
Someone advised me to die
Blowing your mind
'Cause you know what you'll find
When you're looking for things in the sky
Under the influence
Rotting our nerves
Cutting us off at the mains
Nearing the end with your grandmother's friend
It's something to do when it rains
It's something to do when it rains
It's something to do when it rains

08   Red Frame/White Light (03:12)

09   Dancing (02:59)

She didn't regret it
She never expected a fortune like this
But this is a present situation
And you really must understand
That I'm

Dancing

Oh who's next

10   Pretending to See the Future (03:46)

Avoiding this is like avoiding a plague
We can't understand the advances we made
We've tried to resist but it's so hard to say no
We're pretending to see what the future will hold
We appear to be in control of our fate
Just like soldiers believe they're in control of a war
But its moving so fast we cannot see what we've done
we're losing our eyes just to say that we've won

My mind's made up, my heart is broke
My fortune's is made me and I feel so choked
I can't understand how we could ever believe
The things we asked for but never received

We never understood the times we asked
The way we wasted all that passed
This neglect is final it's a stage we must
Endure to ever hope to see the first
My mind's made up about the things we did
We never saw we believed we couldn't say what we missed

My mind's made up, my heart is broke
My fortune's is made me and I feel so choked
I can't understand how we could ever believe
The things we asked for but never received

By making noises which we cannot control
The things we hoped that we'd never forgo
We appear to be in control of our fate
Just like soldiers believe they're in control of a war
But it's moving so fast we cannot see what we've done
We're losing our eyes just to say that we've won

My mind's made up, my heart is broke
My fortune's is made me and I feel so choked
I can't understand how we could ever believe
The things we asked for but never received

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