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Rating: After his experience with Warner and the release of "Shadows Collide With People", John Frusciante realizes he still has a lot of material available. Pension ensured for any artist, in fact John Frusciante could decide to release a few songs every 5 years and be financially stable.
But instead, he decides to release ALL the material by the end of the year, six albums in six months, therefore. To perform this commercial suicide he turns to a record label that will later become a Warner affiliate, Record Collection, and thus the adventure begins.
Truth be told, "The Will To Death," which appears in late June, is not one of Frusciante's best works: a few excellent songs ("Time Runs Out", "The Mirror", "The Will To Death") accompanied by others just above average ("Loss", "Unchanging", "The Days Have Turned"). Don't get me wrong, this is an album truly above average, but John Frusciante has accustomed his listeners to pieces of greater value. Certainly a "minor" album, which pales pitilessly in front of its predecessors. For this chapter, he drew inspiration from the music-making of the 60s and 70s - for example, some songs have two distinctly separated channels, one reserved for the voice and the other for the instrumental part - without sampling and with much more electric guitar compared to "Shadows Collide With People". The final feeling is that of facing a beautiful album. And that's it.
Most representative tracks: "Time Runs Out", "Loss", "Unchanging", "The Mirror", "The Days Have Turned", "The Will To Death".
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
04 Loss (05:20)
We make the music that divides you
It's handed down as a thing to cry to
And all my wars they treat you kindly
There's nothing more important that I see
There was a time when all was empty
Unorganized a clog a death scene
Things opened up and there's so many
Paths to walk ports of entry
Now that I'm gone
Now that I'm long gone
This minute has come and gone
I never said to do anything but forget me
I can't be lost
I've learned everything from loss
For what's gained there's an inner cost
I won't pay it I never would
We met the seasons back in Long Town
There was a hint of sadness going round
We met the brothers who drove arrows
And shot assumptions wide and narrow
I know I mean what I'm forgetting
We give for everything we're getting
A lot that hasn't been put away
It's building up for that fateful someday
Now that I'm gone
Now that I'm long gone
This minute has come and gone
I never said anything to do but forget me
When it seems I'm around
Check again what's up and what's down
Many silences make a sound
I'm before the equation and I'm the answer
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By Pollack
"The Will To Death was my autumn soundtrack, as melancholic and sad as the CD in question."
"These wonderful lyrics, the dirty and irregular guitar sound, his sad voice, and nods to Nick Drake made me love this underrated singer-songwriter."
By joe strummer
Frusciante always knows how to find the notes that touch the soul, the most captivating melodies.
The finale, entrusted to the title track, is the zenith...a great show of personality.
