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Rating: When you no longer have achievements in life, it happens that you lose inspiration, and you no longer get up, but remain in your state of uniform rectilinear motion. With this album, Everything But The Girl emerged in 1994 marking a pop dance epic that would make Italy envious (a country that, in my opinion, has produced the best dance music ever). The song that opens the album is "Rollercoaster," a well-assorted mix of various genres, followed by "Troubled Mind," a very meaningful and melancholic song. Then there's the track that tops them all in beauty, "Missing," full of sudden changes in time, space, rhythm, and voice, as if we were in an Ariosto-like poem where the protagonist (the listener) finds themselves facing a love story with the EBTG as the musical backdrop. The result is an impressive journey into the melancholic depths of memory, where the individual is subject to continuous nostalgic mood swings.
It is certainly not an "optimistic" album; rather, one could talk about an album that evokes past experiences with a not very happy ending. The album is a mirror of the life of the common man, and today in 2006, I understand how, even back in '94, the legendary singer with the unusual lips had hit the mark; perhaps she had read the future. The album is recommended to everyone who might have gone through a tough love period in the mythical '90s. Without taking my words too seriously, try listening to this album, which surely expresses many valid life experiences in which you will surely find yourselves. Now I'm heading back to Debaser, there's people in the chat ;) dedicated to: those who need someone they miss so much... love... free... fuck... sexydebaser!!!
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
01 Rollercoaster (03:13)
I still haven't got over it even now
I want to spend huge amounts of time on my own
I don't want to cause any serious damage
I want to make sure that I can manage
because I'm not really in your head
I'm not really in your head
And I see love and disaffection
and the clouds build up and won't pass over
This is my road to my redemption
And my life is just an image of a rollercoaster anyway
I still haven't got over it even now
I want to spend huge amounts of time in my room (hey)
And I'm not comin' out till I feel I'm ready
I'm not running out while my heart's unsteady
and I'm not really in your head
I'm not really in your head
And when you sky falls to minus zero
well some things must dissappear
and this is my road to my redemption
And my life is just an image of a rollercoaster anyway
And the names may have been changed but the faces are the same
And the names may have been changed but as people we're not the same
And I'm not
no I'm not
no I'm not really in your head
And my life is just an image of a rollercoaster anyway
Yeah my life is just an image of a rollercoaster anyway
06 Missing (04:05)
I step off the train
I'm walking down your street again
And past your door
But you don't live there anymore
It's years since you've been there
Now you've disappeared somewhere
Like outer space
You've found some better place
And I miss you
- Like the deserts miss the rain
Could you be dead?
You always were two steps ahead
Of everyone
We'd walk behind while you would run
I look up at your house
And I can almost hear you shout
Down to me
Where I always used to be
And I miss you -
Like the deserts miss the rain
Back on the train
I ask why did I come again
Can I confess
I've been hanging around your old address?
And the years have proved
To offer nothing since you moved
You're long gone
But I can't move on
And I miss you -
Like the deserts miss the rain
I step off the train
I'm walking down your street again
And past your door
I guess you don't live there anymore
It's years since you've been there
Now you've disappeared somewhere
Like outer space
You've found some better place
And I miss you -
Like the deserts miss the rain
And I miss you -
Like the deserts miss the rain (deserts miss the rain)
09 25th December (04:03)
Words and Music by Ben Watt
And I see forests and it's the 25th of December
and my old man plays the piano for Christmas.
He plays the piano for Christmas.
And we're all there, all the aunties and uncles,
and the angle's on the top of the tree.
Up there o the top of the tree.
And I never, no I never ever realised.
And I never, no I never ever realised.
Have I enough time, have I just some time,
to revisit, to go back, to return, to open my mouth again
and say something different this time.
And I see bags of newspaper and a car in the carport,
and you're a grown up and still unsure,
and I'm thirty and I don't know nothing no more.
And I never, no I never ever realised.
And I never, no I never ever realised.
And I'm sitting, sitting on the top of the stairs,
and you're crying out on the towpath by the river
with all the swans and all the people walking by.
And all of a sudden I'm stuck with an urge to unlock a door
with a key that's too big for my hands
and I drop it, and it falls at your feet.
Come on, come on, it's there at your feet.
And I never, no I never ever realised.
And I never, no I never ever realised.
10 Disenchanted (02:04)
Look at you now, you've disenchanted,
can't believe how things can change.
Take a little out of life and things get strange.
And now you find the wishes you were granted,
things you thought were in your hands,
have slipped away.
How much can you withstand?
The wasted time, the money spent,
a sign that reads 'For Sale or Rent'.
And everything is at a standstill,
and where's someone who'll be on hand till
you're no longer disenchanted,
thinking everything is wrong?
You know you're not the only one to wait so long.
I wonder, can you try again?
Are you that strong?
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