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Julian Cope, diabolical and brilliant, former singer of the psychedelic "Teardrop Explodes" with whom he had a very brief union lasting less than two years, two LPs, and a healthy separation that led him to pursue his dream of being a solitary storyteller.
A double Album, 'Peggy Suicide', four parts, eighteen tracks, which I would define as an excessively unruly and disturbing masterpiece but morbidly fascinating and attractive. Julian Cope, a restless creature with a poisoned fang, violator of common thoughts, a great visionary of castrated satisfactions and simultaneous operator of global protests and disputes, verbal messenger of incurable evils afflicting the world, and blasphemous pagan exterminator ready to point the finger violently at the universality of Christians.
'Peggy Suicide' is an interesting and engaging paranoid journey, a hallucinatory metaphor of a psychedelic artist in constant gestation; he has always manifested freely and pushed to the permissible limits, demonstrating it even in the Album "Kilimanjaro" with his former group "Teardrop Explodes". Every track intrigues the throbbing desire to listen that pervades the mind; Cope is not banal at all, indeed I would compare him to a mystic dark prophet, a mad popular storyteller, dogmatic spokesperson of his greatest masters, the "The Doors".
He is an artist difficult to digest and love, but who manages to capture attention thanks to his personal style, and even if his music is concentrated in a kind of acid immersed in soul, funk, rhythm and blues, electronic rock, it never touches repetition and the melody is so "affable" that it transforms every single song into a pleasantly acceptable listen.
In the entire creation of this collective suicide, there is a total flawless orchestral coverage at the call, "Safesurfer" intense in sound and lyrics that personify the specter of AIDS, "If You Loved Me At All" one of the most beautiful tracks of the entire Album, "East Easy Rider" dangerously sensual and attractive where synthesizers go into a frenzy, "Pristeen" mad opening track of wide personal intensity, "Soldier Blue" mad track of wide personal freedom, "Hung Up & Hanging Out To Dry" a true galloping and melodic pop.
Perhaps for many, the name Julian Cope means nothing, or maybe it means too much, but I think that one would never hesitate to recognize him as one of the most insane and eccentric artists, bearer of innovative ventilations.
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