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Rating: For the series "From Denmark with fury". Fury. It is indeed fitting to say, although it almost seems like an oxymoron to associate a cold place like Denmark with fury, which brings to mind something warm, simmering. And yet, despite the apparent coldness, Zitilites hides a truly warm heart.
A truly well-made album. Certainly the best effort from this rock group, made up of former hard-rockers, who, for the occasion, take up drum machines and synths, adding a touch of electronics to their songs. The album opens with "Big Fresh", a potential single that gets stuck in your head and never leaves. You will often find yourself humming it throughout the day without even realizing it.
The greatest merit of Kashmir is that they have managed to give their tracks a pop orientation that makes it easy to listen to even for those not familiar with the genre. And watch out, because they have achieved the feat of simplifying the listening experience without compromising, while maintaining their typical sound and enriching it with the aforementioned instruments.
The album flows smoothly like oil between ballads like "In the Sand" and gems like "Melpomene" (one of the highest points of the cd), "Ramparts" and "Small Poem Of Old Friend", passing through "The Aftermath" (sweet, don't fear a cavity) and "Petite Machine" until reaching the pinnacle of the album, "Surfing the Warm Industry", a piece that slowly creeps into your subconscious and won't leave until it has completely emptied it.
The group has listened obsessively to Radiohead's Ok Computer. And the influence can be heard in practically every track of the album. In the title track, the Radiohead echoes are very strong. And the voice of the frontman, dangerously similar to that of Thom Yorke, contributes to the entire effect.
A Radiohead surrogate, then? Not at all, ignore the critics and make this masterpiece your own.
Kashmir remain Kashmir, and it's nice to know that they are out there.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
05 Melpomene (04:39)
Something tells me that I'm left without a chance
in my suspicious attempts to get her close
enough to close my lips around her smile
now I can't close my eyes when she's around
and she's around
passing like the wind that shapes the clouds
she is around, she is around
i don't know how but suddenly it has been a while
and we're been walking in through that same front door
undressing like there were no parts to hide
and calling each other names we never had
you never heard
and then an unexpected turn
and we hit the kerb
a stupid term, a fatal word
Flutter girl
killing me with her sunshine
sunshine
she's so unaware
that she's my melpomene
you broke the code
just like i'm sure you always do
without intentions but I know
that's how I broke away from you
now that the clouds are obsolete
I hope you landed on your feet
without those evil demons
keeping you reminding of...
the war they pulled us through
as fragile hearts ran short of glue
as we're both running out of time
and seek to drown the fact in wine
it should be honest and naive
like we should give, we should receive
I must be jaded
fading out of fuction into solitude
Flutter girl
killing me with her sunshine
sunshine
she's so unaware
that she's my melpomene
Flutter girl
killing me with her sunshine
sunshine
she's so unaware
that she's my melpomene
10 Big Fresh (05:11)
I pick you up on monday morning
in the street
and all you have to do is fall
into the seat
now the time has come for us
time for us to go
turn ourselves over to the unseen
the map will snore
in it's glove compartment
as we pass
and we don't stop until the last ends
except for gas
now the time has come for us
time for us to go
turn ourselves over to the unseen
big fresh
big fresh
where's your lively
big fresh
big fresh
where's your smiley
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