Ian Curtis almost doesn’t sing, he 'is', he screams, he declares himself and his clear torment in a desperate and raw way.
A masterpiece album, the first effort of a band that became legend, and that pervades inside and digs like few others.
"Unknown Pleasures talks about this, and it introduces us to what can be considered the true testament of Ian Curtis."
"You remain surrounded by darkness, by the ghosts that cloud Curtis' depressed mind. Ghosts that could not have been described more candidly."
I lost myself in a whirlwind of dark thoughts, playing a Shadowplay...
I can hear the Disorder... I can hear the Lords; I’m waiting for the Day Of The Lords...
Curtis' voice is Curtis' voice. Period. No one had his tone. Period.
'Unknown Pleasures changes the place where it is played, and in many cases, it has also changed the people who have listened to it.'
Joy Division answered us by imploding a star in a room. Ours.
The scream is cautionary, the hope is INSIDE.