Adam Green is known to most as a member of the Moldy Peaches, a New York duo (the other member, or rather, the other is Kymia Dawson) that has gained a certain fame in the underground scene, thanks also to the label that distributes them, Rough Trade (Libertines, British Sea Power), which has always produced artists of excellent caliber.
Friends Of Mine is a mine of small and great masterpieces, of songs that barely exceed 2 minutes, and that never deviate from the acoustic guitar + strings scheme. Despite this - and this is where the boy's genius lies - each song radiates a personality and originality that I haven't come across in a long time.
The main song of the album, Jessica, is dedicated to an American singer akin to Britney Spears and the protagonist of a reckless pseudo-reality show on MTV with her recent husband. The lyrics, set on music that has nothing aggressive or ironic, are marked by absolute sarcasm.
An album absolutely to have.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
03 Jessica (02:37)
jessica simpson
where has your love gone
it's not in your music
no
you need a vacation
to wake up the cavemen
and take them to mexico
jessica, jessica simpson
you've got it all wrong
your fraudulant smile
the way that you think that the day you die
my body's in trembles
infested with brambles
that sharpen the air i breathe
what's in the menu
jessica can you
take down my order please
jessica, jessica simpson
you've got it all wrong
your fraudulent smile
the way that you think it the day that you died
tomorrow gets closer
a purple bulldozer
is calling you on the phone
your lovelife precedes you
your son in law feeds you
injections of cortizone
jessica, jessica simpson
you've got it all wrong
your fraudulent smile
the way that you faked it the day that you died
jessica simpson
where has your love gone
it's not in your music
so where has it gone then?
jessica...
04 Musical Ladders (02:20)
Musical ladders
Leaning on mountains
Bathed in white laughter
Under the sun
Somebody's birthday
Came stumbling toward us
Wrapped in green gladness
Under the sun
We're gonna make it through this war tonight
Someone hold this child up to the light
Prostitute fingers
Fumbling with matches
Tucked in red couches
Under green moons
Mexican waitress
Got caught in the crossfire
Of militant families
Bursting with Jews
We're gonna break it to your folks tonight
Kind of hope your Pops don't hear me right
Oh, yes.
06 Bunnyranch (01:35)
Bind me, gag me, take me to the bunny ranch
People dying, kill me in the packing house
Even you have to win sometimes, dear
Poison needles, smoker, break a broken window, mind you.
One kiss, two kiss, how d'you make it look like that?
Do me, doggy, rape me in the parking lot
Even you have to win sometimes, dear
Poison needles, smoker, break a broken window, mind you.
Bind me, gag me, take me to the bunny ranch
Bind me, gag me, take me to the bunny ranch
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