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Rating: The James were formed in 1982 and with their first album "Stutter," they became Morrissey's protégés after supporting The Smiths. In the album "Laid," they benefited from the collaboration with a great producer like Brian Eno, which led them to a deeper and more collaborative maturity. They started as a folk genre group, which was partially abandoned in "Gold Mother" to establish themselves in the world of (rock) pop that would ineluctably be confirmed in the subsequent "Seven."
An evocative album that assimilates joy and lightheartedness, intelligent and, I would say, challenging, primarily spontaneous and partially improvised, the emotions are very attentive and considerate. The musical melodies and well-selected and well-timed performances are impressive, and various versions will be published.
All tracks have prominent brass and soulful trumpets, epic violins, probing keyboards, a resurging drum, bass and guitars that seem like butterflies fluttering from flower to flower, and Tim Booth's voice is tribal, brilliant, and prismatic.
"Come Home" features catapulting percussion, aggressive synthesizers, and wonderfully defatigating guitars – "Lose Control" with warm vocals and a sensual belly dance, sweet guitars, picturesque trumpets, and percussion spinning all around those carnal moves where weak human nature opposes the spirit – "Government Walls" with violins alongside guitars and trumpets in a permanent potentiality – "God Only Knows" where I would say the instruments assert themselves pompously – "You Can't Tell How Much Suffering (On A Face That's Always Smiling)" – viscerally crazy – "How Was It For You," an upbeat track with damnably tireless percussion like Tim's voice – "Sit Down" – choirs and instruments gaze at a marvelous untouched sun encased in a transparent niche ready to explode – "Walking The Ghost," a calm and reflective track, lost in a cello bowed in its thoughts – "Gold Mother," a man strolling whistling, with choirs chasing him and trumpets suddenly losing their minds while the accordion restores the apparent collective madness – "Top Of The World" and after so much noise, comes the concluding track, sensitive, fragile, subtle, and delicate in spirit.
This album is galvanotherapy
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
01 Come Home (05:02)
It's that time again when I lose my friends
Go walkabout, I've got the bends from pressure
This is a testing time when the choice is mine
Am I a fool for love or foolish with desire
You can throw him out you can spit on him
Call what he does a sin if it makes you feel better
And I can't believe you're all I'll ever need
And I need to feel that you're not holding me
And the way I feel just makes me want to scream
Come home, come home, come home
Come home, come home, come home
After thirty years I've become my fears
I've become the kind of man I always hated
I am pulled apart, and my swollen heart
Has flipped out of the pan into the fire
I am in love insane with a sense of shame
That I threw stones at the condemned and
Now I'm slated
And I don't believe you're all I'll ever need
And I need to feel that you're not holding me
And the way I feel just makes me want to scream
Come home, come home, come home
Come home, come home, come home
Come home, come home, come home
07 Hang On (04:04)
Hang on, she said.
I am ignoring all your late night calls
I'd prefer to sleep, that feel so small
I have this feeling
I'm about to crumble and fall.
Are you going to the discotheque
Cigarettes, perfume, drink and sweat
I'd prefer a good book and you in bed.
Hang on, she said.
Why are we fighting when we should be close to a wedding
Which would be better than most.
We should be in our hearts
Not at our throats.
Hang on, she said
Now I can feel that you're mad with me
Is it justified or imaginary
Tell me one day
How you would like me to be.
Living with you is a dangerous flame
You sweep me away, and then you drive me insane.
Keep your distance.
I'm looking for someone to blame.
Hang on, she said.
Be a good friend tonight.
Understand, see it from my side.
Be a good friend tonight,
One day you will see me in better light.
Hang on, she said
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