Brian Molko è il più classico di quei personaggi che si amano sino alla bava alla bocca o provocano una nausea pari a quella che può provocare il parmigiano nel caffèlatte; sentirete poche persone dire "Placebo? Sì, non mi dispiacciono...". Il problema è un altro: il tonfo che hanno fatto con questo album ha del clamoroso. Non contiene pezzi inascoltabili: il problema è che non ha un senso proprio. La svolta semi-elettronica del precedente "Sleeping With Ghosts" era stata ben assorbita da critica e pubblico (qualche milione di copie, addirittura), a questo punto l'evoluzione musicale del trio inglese era prontissima per essere portata a completamento (vedi i due ottimi inediti presenti nella raccolta uscita precedentemente): solo che i Placebo decidono di fare non uno, ma un'intera passeggiata di passi indietro. E dire che il dischetto inizia ammodo con la titletrack, ottimo esempio di rockettino minimalista e, per contorno, la voce della bella e brava Alison Mosshart (metà dei Kills). Segue "Infra-red", ottima melodia e arrangiamento in perfetto stile Placebo (è già un classico di Molko e soci). Beh, direte voi? Arrivano i guai: "Drag" ammicca alla produzione più rock del trio, ma è talmente insipida da passare inosservata. "Space Monkey" è il pezzo sperimentale che i Placebo amano piazzare ad ogni album (ad esempio, "Something Rotten" nel precedente), ma manca di mordente e risulta piatto e poco ispirato. "Follow The Cops Back Home" è riempitivo allo stato puro, col suo incedere monotono e la melodia assolutamente insapore. Almeno "Post Blue" e "Because I Want You" (ottima quest'ultima) smuovono un po' le acque, ma ci pensano "Blind" (melodia rockeggiante ma scontata come un saldo di fine stagione) e "Pierrot The Clown" (lentone) a riportare tutti a terra. Il tanto atteso duetto con Stipe, "Broken Promise", è considerato da molti deludente; invece è tra i pochi momenti accettabili del lavoro, soprattutto per i bei chitarroni del ritornello e la particolare vocalità di Molko in bella evidenza. Sua Maestà Michelino da Athens, invece, non pervenuto. Superato l'ennesimo riempitivo, chiudono l'album "In The Cold Light Of Morning", cupissima e cantata sommessamente da Molko, e l'arcinoto singolo "Song To Say Goodbye", che passa e va. Peccato, occasione persa.
Un lavoro che guarda troppo indietro, per un gruppo che ci ha sempre abituati a guardare avanti. Il tempo dirà se è un blocco temporaneo. O una paralisi definitiva.
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02 Infra-Red (03:17)
One last thing before I shuffle off the planet
I will be the one to make you crawl
So I came down to wish you an unhappy birthday
Someone call the ambulance
There's gonna be an accident
I'm coming up on infra-red
There is no running that can hide you
'Cause I can see in the dark
I'm coming up on infra-red
Forget your running, I will find you
One more thing before we start the final face off
I will be the one to watch you fall
So I came down to crash and burn your beggar's banquet
Someone call the ambulance
There's gonna be an accident
I'm coming up on infra-red
There is no running that can hide you
'Cause I can see in the dark
I'm coming up on infra-red
Forget your running, I will find you
(I'll find you)
[Distorted singing]
Someone call the ambulance
There's gonna be an accident
I'm coming up on infra-red
There is no running that can hide you
'Cause I can see in the dark
I'm coming up on infra-red
Forget your running, I will find you
'Cause I can see in the dark
I'm coming up on infra-red
There is no running that can hide you
'Cause I can see in the dark
I'm coming up on infra-red
Forget your running, I will find you
I'll find you
I'll find you
03 Drag (03:23)
You're always ahead of the game
I drag behind
You never get caught in the rain
When I'm drenched to the bone every time
You're the first one to swim across the Seine
I lag behind
You're always ahead of the game
While I drag behind
I drag behind
I drag behind
I drag behind
I drag behind
You're always ahead of the pack
I drag behind
You posses every trait that I lack
By coincidence or by design
You're the monkey I've got on my back
That tells me to shine
You're always ahead of the pack
While I drag behind
I drag behind
I drag behind
I drag behind
I drag behind
I drag behind
I drag behind
I drag behind
I drag behind
You're always ahead of the rest
When I'm always on time
You got As on your algebra tests
I failed and they kept me behind
I just gotta get off my chest
That I think you're divine
You're always ahead of the rest
While I drag behind
I drag behind
I drag behind
I drag behind
I drag behind
I drag behind
I drag behind
I drag behind
I drag behind
04 Space Monkey (03:53)
A Space Monkey in the place to be
Riding in a rocket to a planet of sound
She and the unplanned Dominos in drag
Increasing population of 100%
Space monkey in the place to be
With a chemical appeal
And a picture of me
Arm around in the carnival of me
Raising the temperature 100 degrees
We're sewn together
She's born to last my
Side of stronger
I die inside her
A Space Monkey in the place to be
A mass of contradictions in golden frame
Raising the roof in a calamity way
Completely meretricious as a poke in the eye
Space monkey in the place to be
Talk of the town with a Colombian rock
Out on a limb in the carnival of me
Raising the temperature one hundred degrees
We're sown together
She's born to mesmer
Beside astride her
I die inside her
It's far too sacred
Don't ever fake it
And don't, and don't, and don't let me down
Like you let me down before
Like you let me down before
Space monkey in the place to be
With some free-association and a hole in her head
Out on a limb in the carnival of me
Raising the temperature one hundred degrees
We're sown together
She's born to mesmer
Beside astride her
I die inside her
It's far too sacred
Don't ever fake it
And don't, and don't, and don't let me down
Like you let me down before
Like you let me down before
Like you let me down before
Like you let me down before
08 Blind (04:03)
If I could tear you from the ceiling
And guarantee a source divine
Rid you of possessions fleeting
Remain your funny valentine
Don't go and leave me
And please don't drive me blind
Don't go and leave me
And please don't drive me blind
If I could tear you from the ceiling
I know best have tried
I'd fill your every breath with meaning
And find a place we both could hide
Don't go and leave me
And please don't drive me blind
Don't go and leave me
And please don't drive me blind
You don't believe me
But you do this every time
Please don't drive me blind
Please don't drive me blind
I know you're broken
I know you're broken
I know you're broken
If I could tear you from the ceiling
I'd freeze us both in time
And find a brand new way of seeing
Your eyes forever glued to mine
Don't go and leave me
And please don't drive me blind
Don't go and leave me
And please don't drive me blind
Please don't drive me blind
Please don't drive me blind
Please don't drive me blind
Please don't drive me blind
09 Pierrot the Clown (04:24)
Leave me dreaming on the bed
See you right back here tomorrow for the next round
Keep this scene inside your head
As the bruises turn to yellow
The swelling goes down
And if you're ever around
In the city or the suburbs of this town
Be sure to come around
I'll be wallowing in sorrow
Wearing a frown
Like Pierrot the Clown
Saw you crashing round the bay
Never seen you act so shallow
Or look so brown
Remember all the things you'd say
How your promises rang hollow
As you threw me to the ground
And if you're ever around
In the backstreets or the alleys of this town
Be sure to come around
I'll be wallowing in pity
And wearing a frown
Like Pierrot the Clown
When I dream I dream of your lips
When I dream I dream of your kiss
When I dream I dream of your fists
Your fists... Your fists
Leave me bleeding on the bed
See you right back here tomorrow for the next round
Keep this scene inside your head
As the bruises turn to yellow
The swelling goes down
And if you're ever around
In the city or the suburbs of this town
Be sure to come around
I'll be wallowing in sorrow
And wearing a frown
Like Pierrot the Clown
Like Pierrot the Clown
Like Pierrot the Clown
Like Pierrot the Clown
Like Pierrot the Clown
11 One of a Kind (03:22)
On top of the world you get nothing done
Talk is cold and burns like the sun
Can't you see these skies are breaking
Cause the top of the word is where I'm from
The back of the class is where I was
Keeping quiet playing dumb
Can't you see these skies are breaking
Cause the back of the class is where I'm from
And I am one
I am
I am one
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am
I'm on a race and it's killing time
I don't need yours I'll keep it with mine
Can't you see these skies are breaking
Cause I'm on a race and I'm doing fine, thank you
Two of a kind no one home
I'm in a crowd and I'm still alone
Can't you see the skies are breaking
Cause one of a kind is all I own
I am one
I am
I am one
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am
Out of the womb and into the void
I wanna try but I get annoyed
Can't you see these skies are breaking
Cause I'm out of the womb and into the void
I am one
I am
I am one
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am
I am, I am, I am, I am, I am
On top of the world you get nothing done
13 Song to Say Goodbye (03:35)
You are one of God's mistakes
You crying, tragic waste of skin
I'm well aware of how it aches
And you still won't let me in
Now I'm breaking down your door
To try and save your swollen face
Though I don't like you anymore
You lying, trying waste of space
Before our innocence was lost
You were always one of those
Blessed with lucky sevens
And the voice that made me cry
My, oh my
You were mother nature's son
Someone to whom I could relate
Your needle and your damage done
Remains a sordid twist of fate
Now I'm trying to wake you up
To pull you from the liquid sky
'Cause if I don't we'll both end up
With just your song to say goodbye
My, oh my
A song to say goodbye
A song to say goodbye
A song to say
Before our innocence was lost
You were always one of those
Blessed with lucky sevens
And the voice that made me cry
It's a song to say goodbye (x8)
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Altre recensioni
Di Jack_85
L’album si può interpretare come una vera e propria medicina, paragonando le varie canzoni a delle compresse da assumere.
‘Pierrot The Clown’: una canzone da ascoltare ad occhi chiusi come una preghiera quasi.
Di Matt7
Blind a mio avviso è forse il pezzo davvero meritevole di ascolto di tutto il disco.
Questo disco rappresenta la somma dei quattro dischi precedenti: ha la rabbia di Placebo, la malinconia di Without You I’m Nothing, le imperfezioni di Black Market Music e la giusta sperimentazione di Sleeping with Ghosts.
Di The Punisher
Adesso si, 4 anni fa mi incuriosivano... adesso salvo SOLo la copertina che è stupendaa!
SOLDI BUTTATI NEL CESSO
Di Brizz89
Questo nuovo 'Meds' è a metà strada tra i vecchi fasti della band e quel mezzo fallimento che io considero il loro penultimo lavoro.
L'album è quindi consigliato solo ai fans sfegatati, ma sicuramente a nessuno che voglia sentire i Placebo da zero.
Di ste84
"Il rock dei Placebo non è fatto per essere suonato solo con gli strumenti essenziali."
"Meds è un lavoro da apprezzare con il tempo ma che non vi suonerà affatto nuovo... ciao MMMITTTTICCI!"
