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After being created by geniuses of electronic manipulation like Massive Attack, trip-hop was in danger of becoming an overused and abused form where everything had already been said, everything already heard. Beth Gibbons' voice from Portishead offered new points of view, often even darker than Massive Attack itself, creating real soundtracks that we now find a bit everywhere.
Precisely from Bristol, the birthplace of trip-hop, Ilya breathes new life into this genre. Less minimalist than Portishead, slightly more sunny than the latest Massive Attack, in "They Died For Beauty" we find rhythms and melodies closer to contemporary trends.
Already in the single "Bellissimo," one seems to perceive, besides the homage to Italy, sounds reminiscent of "Gare Du Nord" (ever listened to "Profondo Blu"?). Swan's voice doesn't cut like Gibbons' ("Heavenly," "Pretty Baby") and is less velvety than the early Goldfrapp ("Bliss," "Quattra Neon"). Thanks to Ilya, the soundtrack grows and evolves. Better this way.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
01 Bellissimo (05:02)
New pop
Glasses
Citizen daylight
Into my room, you softly pour
And I believe in love
I believe in love
Bellisimo - mon amour
Bellisimo - mon amour
Mon amour mon amour
Lavish Boats Scattered
Database passengers
Panic and stay
Form of your
And I believe in love
I believe in love
Bellisimo - mon amour
Bellisimo - mon amour
Mon amour mon amour
Bellisimo - mon amour
Bellisimo - mon amour
Mon amour mon amour
05 Soleil Soleil (06:18)
In your eyes I would take my vacation.
Soleil, soleil, soleil
As we wait at the edge of the platform.
Soleil, soleil, soleil
Expresso super-fly, we can do nothing if we try...
Where are you as I walk through the station?
Soleil, soleil, soleil
Still so calm with your karma wrapped round tightly
Expresso super-fly, we can do nothing if we try...
Soleil, soleil, soleil (repeat)
In my eyes I will take my vacation.
Soleil, soleil, soleil
As we wait at the edge of the platform.
Soleil, soleil, soleil
Expresso super-fly, we can do nothing if we try
Expresso super-fly, we can do nothing if we try.
Soleil, soleil, soleil (repeat, then fade)
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