The Gary Numan of the first four albums, the two under the name Tubeway Army plus "The Pleasure Principle" and "Telekon", is something phenomenal and fundamental for originality, quality, and influence on a plethora of artists and subsequent sub-genres. It's certainly not for me to discover this, nor do I intend to bore you with a discussion on the discovery of boiling water, which I leave to others, but as for the subsequent production, the judgment can generally be a bit less flattering.

After the golden period of 1978-1981, the London artist lost a bit of effectiveness, continuing to insist on the same sounds and also becoming too prolific and verbose. However, there is an album that I find quite fascinating and above average for post-"Telekon" Numan, capable of rivaling, in my opinion, the first four great pillars: "Berserker" of 1984. The most showy, the most eccentric, certainly also the most "pop" and the most easy to assimilate, if you will, also with the most captivating cover, for me the most effective and by far the most inspired, especially if compared with the immediate predecessor "Warriors" and the successor "The Fury," two fairly weak records devoid of momentum.

Whether it's the imposing presence of female choirs, the exotic atmospheres that occasionally peek through, or the more immediate melodies than usual, Numan's new wave takes on new life and new momentum in this album, which turns out to be an engaging, pleasant, and even groovy listen, lively and very fun. The spectacular and driving rhythm section forms the backbone of an album that unfolds between the futuristic and captivating melodies of songs like "My Dying Machine", "The Hunter", and "The Secret", the latter featuring a truly remarkable electric guitar, the most successful from the album's strictly pop viewpoint, messy and decadent pop à la Gary Numan, of course, and the unpredictable funky-paced progressions of "This Is New Love", "Pump It Up", and "The God Film", with associated refrains and strategic saxophone interventions to revive and brighten the atmosphere. The title track, a majestic ride with a scenic and solemn stride, and an unsettling "Cold Warning", marked by rapid and elaborate viola arabesques, showcase renewed stylistic research, coloring the album with Middle Eastern sounds, but the real surprise is the slow pace, the lost and melancholic atmosphere, the existential questions of a beautiful "A Child With The Ghost", which interrupts the frenetic rhythms of "Berserker" momentarily to offer a more reflective, intimate moment, thus enriching an already intense and fascinating album with a further touch of class.

"Berserker" is an album by Gary Numan and 100% à la Gary Numan, which plainly highlights his greatest strength and at the same time his most burdensome limit: a unified vision based on a few continually repeated motifs; synths, bass, drums, sax, female choirs, hedonism, futurism, decadence, hypnotic melodies. When everything works perfectly, as I believe happens in the case of "Berserker," the final result cannot but be explosive, maybe without the seminal charge of a "Replicas" or "The Pleasure Principle," perhaps also somewhat bombastic but nonetheless branded with the personality of an extremely charismatic artist and vocalist, recognizable among thousands, the mark of a strong man, with a precise vision in mind.

Tracklist and Lyrics

01   Berserker (06:46)

And this is my story
My face, the picture's changed
Do you remember me
Now I'm fighting to breathe
It's been such a long time

Do you want to come
Do you want to come
Do you want to come with me

Nothing here for me now
I can't belive the noise
We'll take this place apart
I know they'll find me soon

But now the weakness comes
I'll question everything
I'll trade new dreams for old
I've been waiting for you
I've waited far too long

02   This Is New Love (08:48)

03   The Secret (06:44)

04   My Dying Machine (09:23)

05   Cold Warning (07:02)

06   Pump It Up (04:51)

07   The God Film (04:44)

08   A Child With the Ghost (04:09)

Nothing I can say
Can make your picture talk
I feel so tired and
Nothing I can do
Will make your picture move
I feel so helpless but
I can feel
A child with the ghost here
You let your heart slip away

If I had one wish
I'd wish to talk with you
I have some questions
Things only you could know
If I had one wish
I'd wish to talk with you
Nothing you can feel
Can feel as cold as this
I'll sing this song and
I'll say goodbye forever

I wonder
If God is all they say
I can't believe in such things.
I suppose
Some games are hard to lose
But you don't have to play 'cos
I can feel
A child with the ghost here
You let your heart slip away

09   The Hunter (06:48)

I'm in a big clean room
There's blood on my shirt
I'm in bad shape from the crash


Now I know it's all over
Now I know it's all over you
Something's wrong.
Now I know it's all over
Now I know the hunter's you


Oh you have the face
But I have the pictures
A secondhand love in a dying machine


This game turns me cold
I could show you some things
A child with a ghost in her eyes cries for me


We break out
And we break out hungry
We're looking for the priest
And we're looking for you


I can't believe the noise
There's nothing I can do
We'll never get out of here alive


Something's wrong
I can't believe it.

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