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Rating: It was one of the most anticipated albums of the year, and it couldn't have been otherwise, given the great impact of the debut album. However, there was a fear that so much attention could harm the band, or - even worse - that they might not be able to repeat what they showed three years ago.
Fortunately, we can now state with certainty that BRMC have great talent.
The single "Stop", in the vein of "Love Burns", had already excited us enough. The first listen reassures us: the sound is the same, the grit is superior, the choruses are memorable - that's what rock 'n' roll is made of... I think of "Six Barrel Shotgun" and "We're All In Love".
We also witness this time the alternation between fast-paced tracks and others aimed at creating atmosphere. It is in the latter that the Black Rebel give their best. I could mention "In Like The Rose", or the very sweet "And I'm Aching", or the unreachable psychedelia of "Suddenly", perhaps the song of the year.
This time, it would be useless to make references.
In rock 'n' roll, it's no longer possible to invent anything; you can only write songs that work. And those of BRMC, "now", work better than, I don't know, Psychocandy.
This album will sell a lot, and for once it's right that way. Five stars because they deserve it, it wasn't easy to surpass themselves.
Tracklist Lyrics Samples and Videos
06 Generation (05:01)
"I don't feel at home in this generation
The ones without a need they ain't got a reason
I've been feeling alone in this generation
I've had a realization
No one really listens nothing's really there
I'm choosing sides
I'm keeping up with you and your invasion eyes
You got the world in a coma
You put the knife in our back and no one even cares
I've been feeling alone in this generation
I ain't found the need I ain't found the reason
I got nowhere to go in this generation
You're ready to take them on
You're ready to take them on
You're ready to take it
I've had a realization
Don't tell me to listen nothing's ever there
I'm choosing sides
I'm keeping up with you and your invasion eyes
You got the world in a coma and the trick bag
You put the knife in our back and no one even cares
I think I've had enough of this generation
Ain't you bad enough
I think I had enough of this generation
The ones without a need they ain't got a reason
I don't feel at home in this generation
You're ready to take them on
You're ready to take them on
You're ready to take it
I've had a realization
No one really listens nothing's really there
I'm choosing sides
I'm keeping up with you and your invasion eyes
You got the world in a coma
You put the knife in our back and no one even cares
Ain't you had enough
I've had enough
Don't fuck with me
Don't fuck with me
Don't fuck with me
Don't fuck with me
09 And I'm Aching (03:52)
I can't wait for long my darling all I have to keep me strong
All I have will go, all I have will go
And I move on, and I move on
And I am aching, and I'm aching
I can't wait for long I'm sorry, all I have has left me gone
I can't stay for long I'm sorry, all that's left kept me strong
And I move on, and I move on
And I am aching, and I'm aching
And I move on
10 Suddenly (04:56)
I am so high
I can't get back
I'm waiting
For what comes next
You can't live
This life for me
But I can't, you have control
I can't last
Tonight turns to day
I can't find
The words to say
It all stops
When kingdom comes
I can't ?????
Suddenly
I was free
You left me without anything
Suddenly
I was free
You shot me in front of everything
Now your all I need
Blue shadows behind your eyes
I wonder who you disguise
Through windows behind the sky
I wonder who you will find
I'm so tired
I can't get back
I'm walking to still come back
With something that I have loved
Well I can't, you have control
Suddenly
I was free
You left me without anything
Suddenly
I was free
You shot me in front of everything
Now your all I see
Blue shadows behind your eyes
I wonder who you disguise
Through windows behind the sky
I wonder who you will find
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By SouthMan
If monotony had the appearance of a woman in heat, she would definitely have relations with BRMC.
Despite all the advertising they have, there is better in Italy, just look around.
By devotchka
They play a kind of dark garage, a little sick, called 'shoegazer'.
Songs that meld into the ears, sick if not incomprehensible lyrics, all driven by ringing guitars, dominant bass, and the power of despair.
