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Rating: Let's start from the end: this record is probably one of the best Post-Hardcore albums ever produced (despite containing only seven tracks). To understand this, it actually takes very little… already on the first listen, the opener "10:45 Amsterdam Conversation" makes it clear what we're dealing with.
Post-Hardcore at its best, intense and fast, made brilliant by an excellent yet non-intrusive production, embellished with melodies that are hard to forget.
The rhythms are always vigorous, they never hit the brakes, at most they allow themselves to ease off the accelerator for a few seconds (only to speed up again), and this is probably one of the album's greatest strengths, as it ensures a comfortable distance from today's sugary productions.
What else can be said? An EP that towers over the genre, which at its time (2003) shone like a flash of lightning on the Post-Hardcore scene, now sunk into the darkest depths (or nearly so), and even today remains one of the highest points reached in the genre.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
01 10:45 Amsterdam Conversations (03:46)
Water broken voice, saturates a microphone
Into a receiver with no tongue
Offering, little to what it knows
Then a silence so heavy, broken hearts fall from throats
When heaven is remembered but never seen
Through hearts shaped like kaleidoscopes
Eternally, the sun has set to mourning
And contoured are the backgrounds
On the canvas to which our lives are painted
02 Red Is the New Black (05:14)
Can't pretend that you're nothing special
You've got to look at all of your options
You can't decide what to go for
When it's all about trust
It's all about trust
You see yourself on the TV
You read your magazines
You can't explain how it's come to be this
Stop and think...
When it's all about trust
It's all about trust
Go!
This coverage, your centre spread
Your neon light daydream will shatter and break
And if you think I'm thinking of your value here
You're the one
You're the one who's losing control
This eventual stop, this
Break in the mould
I scream down this hotline
Just to feel something
[x2]
This situation isn't getting any better
I see that look in your eyes (the look in your eyes)
You want to see a pretty face?
There isn't anything wrong with giving up
And for what it's worth
I still hate you
This eventual stop, this
Break in the mould
I scream down this hotline
Just to feel something
[x2]
Just to feel something [x4]
Something
Just to feel something
[x4]
This situation isn't getting any better
I see that look (I see that look in your eyes)
[x3]
This situation is... is all fucked
03 The Art of American Football (02:33)
Shove- the momentum drags us under
Your constant disregard your constant aggravation
Tell me nothing but home truths and you show me starvation
On a black and white screen, this is your movie queen
Stop and think a second (tune in-tune out)
It's something more than nothing (drop in-drop out)
I see the way you lie to them (tune in-tune out)
All for the country you say (fuck them-fuck us)
Progress is the alternative to which we align
Hopeless intuition, raped between the lines
You tune in you tune out
Climbing a ladder fucked before we get out
You tune in you tune out
Climbing a ladder fucked before we get out
This system this lie
04 The Getaway Plan (04:22)
Wasted journey's, time spent better knowing nothing
and looks, they don't help.
Prying eyes wander west to where oceans meet gold,
and you wonder why my heart, it breaks in two.
Hours pass into minutes, kissing the seconds away,
and days seem to melt just like your classic sumers.
It's come to the point where, everything looses perspective...
and i'm the one, and i'm the one who...
Prying eyes wander west to where oceans meet gold,
and you wonder why my heart, it breaks for you.
Stupid things are said, stupid things are done
and when the time comes
i'll shout from high mountain tops.
06 Kiss and Makeup (03:59)
No matter where you go
They'll fucking tie you down
And bleed you from your wrists (bleed you from your wrists)
Well, it's better that we leave
Leave it this way (leave it this way)
And just to soften the blow
I'll steal all of your kisses (your kisses)
And sew them up
In the creases of our hearts.
No matter where you go
They'll fucking tie you down
And bleed you from your wrists (bleed you from your wrists)
Well, it's better that we leave
Leave it this way (leave it this way)
And just to soften the blow
I'll steal all of your kisses (your kisses)
And sew them up
In the creases of our hearts.
And just to soften the blow
I'll steal all of your kisses (your kisses)
And sew them up
In the creases of our
HEARTS [x2]
I never really loved you anyway.
HEARTS [x2]
I never really loved you anyway.
HEARTS [x2]
I never really loved you anyway.
HEARTS [x2]
I never really loved you anyway.
And on the one thing you betted on
Don't ever let them take you down.
Oh, on the one thing you betted on
Don't ever let them take you down.
07 Escape Artists Never Die (05:27)
The red poison of your lips
The red poison of your eyes
Is where I kissed the blood from,
Just that corner of your mouth
where I can see the white of your smile.
Up to my neck
When I’m breathing without you,
without you
Up to my eyes
And I’m seeing without you,
without you
We’ll start a fire,
And burn some bridges
We'll make it out of here tonight (2x)
We need some leverage
We can’t seem to open up
The locks are far too tight
And the chains are far too strong,
far too strong.
Up to my eyes
And I’m seeing without you,
without you
Up to my heart
When I’m bleeding without you,
without you.
We’ll start a fire,
And burn some bridges
We'll make it out of here tonight (2x)
Please someone help me
I’m dying here in front of you (2x)
With a hundred thousands lights
Timing as everything will
With a hundred thousand lights
Timing, timing is everything to me
Please someone help me
I’m dying here in front of you
Please someone help me
I’m dying here in front of you.
It’s everything
It’s everything
Timing is everything. It’s everything.
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