Liquido. To read it, it seems like the brand of a new type of toothpaste; to hear it, with that curious accent on the second "i", it seems like a freak of nature; to listen to it, the name of a German band with punk-pop inspiration.

To be honest, we had already listened to Liquido extensively seven years ago when, with a catchy and sycophantic earworm like "Narcotic," they invaded the rest of Europe in a short time: the track from the self-titled CD-single soon anticipated the entire work, "Liquido," with the band's curious name.

Three years after their last work, "Alarm! Alarm!", 2002, Liquido return to the scene. They do so with "Float," a work of 14 tracks in total, with the standout being the single "Ordinary Life," which has already gained considerable resonance in a good part of Europe. Schrödl and company are back in the limelight, once again happily known to the global audience after two products, "At The Rocks" and the aforementioned "Alarm! Alarm!," which, though moderately appreciated in Germany and beyond, have not reached the heights of the excellent "Liquido" from '99.
Thus, "Float" is, for the sake of tribute, an album offspring of the latter, a close relative that, for just a trifle more, we might call a "clone," but which, out of deference and momentary caution, we will define as mere "perpetuation of style," for not knowing either to read or write.

The beginning of the album is controversial. "Flip To Play" is a recognizable track, perhaps too much so, with sounds suspended between the punk of Lit and the pop digressions of Travis, making it appealing but at the same time already assimilated: engaging, it's certain. After the dutiful "Lay Your Head Down," Liquido bursts into the usual unmistakable caricature style: "Love Me Love Me" has almost the same rhythms as "Video Killed the Radio Star" by Buggles, while "Mr. Officer" is the most uncompromising of genre thrash. After the convincingly crafted "Bulletin," with similar sounds to Liquido tracks like "Clown" and "Wake Me Up," emerges in all its immediacy the most epidictic track of the album, that "Ordinary Life" which preceded the album with the single, the trailblazer that brought the German band back to international fame. At this point, it's useless to lie to oneself: whether a clone or a spurious offspring, with "Ordinary Life," "Float" positions itself as a sub-genre of "Liquido"; the same catchiness, the same sound, the same tone of Schrödl's voice compared to the hit "Narcotic": perhaps of lesser impact, it's true, but during the listening one can't help but compare the two hits in a due confrontation. After another techno-thrash digression like "Fake Boys Fake Girls," punk-rock sensations resurface again in "No Sensitivity Healing," while with the ninth track, "The Final Strike," it returns to more purely electro-pop sounds, not too distant from "Narcotic" and "Swing It" from the '99 album. Notable again are "High Roller" and "Jump Off" in intentions and sound not too far from certain works by Lit and Blink182, while "Valentine" ends with good instrumentation the track and album.

Clone or perpetuation of style? Different readings for an otherwise pleasant work.

Tracklist Lyrics and Videos

01   Flip to Play (03:53)

02   Lay Your Head Down (03:08)

03   Love Me Em Evol (03:15)

04   Bulletin (03:03)

I'll point the finger at you
i pick you up now from the floor
reach down my throat
i see i feel and i breathe
everything's exactly how it seems
i want to walk through empty streets
i look around
but i can't feel you
i walk around
but i can't find your trace
ice feeling nature dead
don't stop right where you are
what does it take
how long must i stay
little secrets in your head
you call it love
you call it love
i just call it wrong.....
that's why i couldn't catch my breath
float like a dead man
everything is prepared
do you only think about yourself
mission missed
last level will come next
spinal cord remains intact
you call........
can't stop, won't stop, kisses on your belly
don't you, don't you, don't hang on the tele, nah
you call........

05   Mr. Officer (03:26)

Nobody needs to tell
no sign of taste, no fear, no smell
a sort of clash
you won't expect in slow-mo
no show, no flow, you know
you're acting like a slow-poke
got it obsolete
just break it to the beat
can't give the folks a lead
somebody call me, please
uphold obscenity
it's on your telly screen
and god will save the queen
just give me what I need
speed up till the automatic pilot will take control
bang your head!
they say it's crashing your career
without a clue I got in here
is this a place i come across some old bloke
no hope, no slope
got a standing like a bold oak
no credibility
for some specific need
this is how it's meant to be
so you're nice to me
hey mr. officer
i got an upper seat
please mr. officer
just give me what i need
speed up till the automatic pilot will take control
bang your head

06   Ordinary Life (02:57)

What has come of you
Fadin into gloom
Blackening everything
that we achieved
Thought I felt kill
An underrated skill
Catching but heavily
quite a disease
Givin some crap
It is to show you
where my head is at
It's but a shame

This is some
Ordinary life
Some ordinary life
Some ordinary life
Some ordinary...

Now i know the score
The storyline you store
Has but an end
that you will not release
Requiring a plan
Some pattern for the clan
And nothing is quite
what it seems
Didn't i swear
It such a beautiful dress
that you wear
It's but a game

This is some
Ordinary life
Some ordinary life
Some ordinary life
Some ordinary life
Some ordinary

07   Fake Boys/Girls (03:32)

08   No Sensitive Healing (03:45)

09   The Final Strike (03:30)

10   High Roller (03:29)

You've got to pay taxes boy
even though you thought you wouldn't have to pay
i'm too much of a cynic, boy
how hard is that, keeping the faith
you're like a backstage boy
running around, disturbing the peace
this is not texas, boy
get out of your box, it drives you insane
high roller, don't let me down
dancing on a battlefield, keep me spinning round and round
high roller, split myself into you
oh what a beautiful ride
call on your brothers, boy
don't wait until the end, you need somebody's help
it's your existence, boy
how hard is that, keeping the faith
break it down like that, what you wanna say?
you need a place called home
i guess your head is getting bigger
you need a place called home
what's next?
you're close to the edge right now
you need a place called home
i guess your head is getting bigger
you need a place called home
stand up!
oh what a beautiful ride

11   Drag Me Down (03:17)

You won't call me
what though the way is long?
and you haven't got a dime for the operator
it crossed my mind
then it struck me to the bone
as you stood there with a smile like a bottom shaker
uh uh
hear my callings
i've really let myself in for something there
the bunch of the trouble maker
uh uh
can you hear me?
uh uh
they only stand to gain
it's a wicked game
the game of the operator
i want it done and I don't mind
i can't believe there is a way
hey you drag me down (hey i'm coming up)
and you knock me out (hey i'm coming up)
you're dragging me down (hey i'm coming up)
and you take me out
drag me down
what has come?
what have you done to me?
it this the way to speak to somebody
you change it here, you taint it there
if somebody's there I'm ready for the battle
although few things just getting good
don't keep me waiting when I'm in the mood
hey you drag me down (hey i'm coming up)
and you knock me out (hey i'm coming up)
you're dragging me down (hey i'm coming up)
and you take me out
drag me down

12   The Standard (04:15)

13   Jump Off (04:05)

the city explodes tonight, erasing feelings that i used to feel ||
throw away the key, all locked up inside || the bridges will burn tonight, i wanna know what
it´s like || to remember all the days we´ve never had || i´m burning cold, i´m freezing out,
i´m not the same that i used to be || you and i, bad memories and good times, the jump
up to the sky || together we get high || we have waited too long, i wasn´t trying to impress
myself || all the good things in my life getting away from me || i´m burning cold, i´m freezing
out, i´m not the same that i used to be || don´t turn your back on me, things i couldn´t
see || spread your wings and fly over to me, oh my god || it´s everytime the same, feelings
without names || cross your heart and come over to me, oh my god || the jump off ||

14   Valentine (04:07)

I've been here for a while
exhilarated by that pretty smile
i like your ways
today a lovely day remains
i wanna feel you by coincidence
that memory is what i wanna take
i'm weeping in that stain
just to here you
say my little valentine
and say if you really like me
your beauty hits the needle
ashes left and buried deep inside
don't lie like that
how can you f***** turn me on
and there's a place that i will find someday
and bring me back to my waves again
i'm creeping in that stain
just to here you
say my little valentine
and stay if you really like me

15   Prostitute (03:54)

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