The second album of a talented girl, simple and outside the typical star stereotypes...
Some might say it's the usual pop trash, but I'm not convinced... Lene Marlin exposes herself in her simplicity, with the sole intent of moving you through her small words, the little guitars, and the soft voice, which make her seem small, but very, very... real!
She'll never change the history of music, but she has at least changed the way I represent myself through it: I no longer seek something astonishing in listening, something that impresses with sound and charisma, but thanks to her introspective and intimate songs, I go beyond just sound and understand every little nuance of her voice, every little impulse that makes Lene less alluring, more sweet, almost a friend...
Many songs from Another Day, her second and last CD, have marked my memories, they are the songs I listen to in solitude, the ones I don't let my friends hear, the ones I never talk about because they are so intimate to me.
And, please: just because her first CD was a big hit among teenagers, don't call her "teen pop". Because otherwise I get anxious... I don't understand how one can call an artist "manufactured" just because they sell CDs: in fact, I think that sometimes albums sell just thanks to talent...
I do not deny turning off the player while carrying with me a good dose of disappointment.
It does not appear to be an exceptionally high-caliber album... it seems to slip away without leaving marks and at times falls into total anonymity.
Lene will do nothing but enchant with her grace, her fairy-like voice, and her guitar plucked with such care, as if she were plucking you.
Another Day is a beautiful, sparse album that hurts, penetrates the skin like a needle, and leaves no escape.