February has just left with the nightmare of carnival masks with its falsely entertaining air, leaving us with March. I'm in bed and rambling, I'm delirious. I have a fever. The thermometer goes up and down, pills come and go. There's a knock at my door. Who could it be? Four men in white coats with masks strapped to their faces. It's Clinic. After 6 months they've discovered the review I wrote on De-baser. One of the first. I praised them a lot.
Naturally, I was delirious, so I wake up and there's no one in my room, but music repeatedly comes out of my stereo. I'm talking about "Harmony" which gives the idea of a soundtrack for a horror movie. The foundation is that of "Internal Wrangler" but there's something in the songs this time. They're more defined they've lost that old crazy charm. Despite everything, Clinic always reminds us of that mix between Velvet Underground and Radiohead with that typically Clinic matrix: twilight, suffering, apocalyptic songs.
The sampling at the beginning of "The Equaliser" leads to nothing good. Already with "Welcome" we begin to appreciate the good music that the "clinic" have bestowed upon us: the slick and fleeting harmony, the guitar that pricks like a syringe when it gets under your skin. And those choruses paired with the singer's "Yorkian" voice. Smell of Velvet Underground style "White Light/White Heat" in "Walking with thee". The punk of "Pet Eunuch" punches you in the stomach but leaves you alive to listen to the sweetness of "Mr. Moonlight" which, in my opinion, is the best song on the album. That semi-mute guitar, the drum marking the time: really beautiful 4 minutes of music. But then until track number eleven; the last one, Clinic don't give us enough emotions to praise them: "Come Into Our Room" wants to imitate "The Second Line" (a song found in "Internal Wrangler"), "The Volture" is a kind of loop lasting 3'41''. "The Bridges" with that strong and pulsing bass and the western-like drums. As I mentioned before, "For The Wars" the last track is the one that gives us the most satisfaction along with "Mr. Moonlight": it's like a calming and very sad lullaby.
In short, the album concludes in classic Clinic style. "Internal Wrangler" was a masterpiece. This one is not.
This is the truth!!!