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Rating: There isn't a review for "Three of a Perfect Pair"? Then I'll do it!
First of all, it should be noted that the lineup is the usual one from the '80s: Fripp-Levin-Bruford-Belew. Personally, I complain about the Pop in the album, especially in the first part, which is starting to "corrupt the King." But despite everything, it's King Crimson-style Pop, very difficult to listen to compared to the standard. As a prelude, it's worth mentioning that this album, despite being very good, is the "worst" of the three from the '80s; moreover, it must be said that it's the album in which Bruford gives his best.
The album begins with the Title Track, very similar to "Discipline" and "Neal and Jack and Me", due to its guitar network; it's a track where you can feel a bit of the pop influence. It continues with "Model Man", which has a pop rhythm and an almost country sound, but despite everything, you can feel the influence of King Crimson; however, it's not an exceptional track. The Pop reaches its peak with "Sleepless", for which they also have a video; Levin starts with a relentless rhythm, then the track explodes into a chaotic and distorted frenzy, obviously in King Crimson and Belew style. We proceed with the too-short "A Man with an open Heart", which focuses solely on the chorus, making it the most commercial song on the album. Thus ends the first part.
The second is more serious and experimental, making this album avant-garde, taking listeners a leap 10 years ahead, into the periods of "Thrak," "The Construkion of Light," and the masterpiece "The Power to Believe," which I will review. This part begins with "Nuages", where Fripp's Soundscapes predominate. But the best comes with "Industry", which still features Soundscapes, and Bruford begins to unleash himself. This is an almost ambient and "industrial" track: in fact, it seems to catapult us directly inside an industry. In my opinion, it's an exceptional track. It is followed by "Dig Me", a Belew-style track, where the frenzy and chaos reach their peak, with a guitar on the edge of the psychedelic and a voice in Zappa style; but the chorus is completely different: it's King Crimson-style Pop.
It continues with "No Warning", where the main protagonist is Bruford, supported by Levin's Stick. This track serves as a prelude to the best piece of this King Crimson period: Ladies and Gentlemen, "Larks' Tongues in Aspic part III"! And here, the discussion must be explored very well. The track begins with a classic virtuosic escape by Fripp, very similar to the previous Larks' and especially "Fracture". After about 40 seconds, Belew enters, starting a frantic and rhythmic part, with Bruford masterfully playing the drums and Levin keeping the rhythm perfectly. But after about 2 minutes, the track changes drastically: with an intertwining introduction of the two guitars, a solo by Fripp starts (please correct me if I'm wrong) that lasts until the end.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
01 Three of a Perfect Pair (04:14)
she is susceptible
he is impossible
they have their cross to share
three of a perfect pair...
he has his contradicting views
she has her cyclothymic moods
they make a study in despair
three of a perfect pair...
one, one too many
schizophrenic tendencies
keeps it complicated
keeps it aggravated
and full of this hopelessness
what a perfect mess...
03 Sleepless (05:19)
In the dream I fall into the sleepless sea
with a swell of panic and pain
my veins are aching for the distant reef
in the crush of emotional waves...
Alright, get a hold of yourself
an' don't fight it, it's over your head
it's alright, the rumble in your ears
it's alright to feel a little fear
an' don't fight it, it's over your head
it's alright, you wake up in your bed
Silhouettes like shivering ancient feelings
they cover my foreign floors and walls
submarines are lurking in my foggy ceiling
they keep me sleepless at night
Hey, can you picture the sight
the figures on the beach in the searing night
and the roaring hurt of my silent fight
can you pull me out
of this sleepless night
can you pull me out?
07 Dig Me (03:16)
Its here I sit and rust amid this ruin and rancor like tire irons
toothy grills and car parts before me. . .the acid rain floods my
floorboard, burns my pores and rots my upholstery. . .once I was
worshipped, polished magnificently, now I lay in decay by the dirty
angry bay. . .
I'm ready to leave
I wanna get out of here
I'm ready to ride away
I don't wanna die in here
I'm ready to ride. . .
My skin is metallic now, no longer and elegant powder blue. . .my body
unhinged and sleeping in the jungle of motor block manifolds and metal
relics. . .what was deluxe becomes debris, I never questioned loyalty,
but this dead end demolishes the dream of an open highway.
Dig me. . .but don't. . .bury me
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