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Rating: Masterpiece - Masterpiece - Masterpiece - Masterpiece - Masterpiece (this way we make sure it appears as a beginning!)
I could have limited myself to commenting on egebamyasi's excellent review, but I want to attempt an additional contribution: I hadn't listened to music for many years, and lately, I am making up for lost time by orienting myself with reviews from Scaruffi, Ondarock and, naturally, Debaser (by the way, do you know any other - serious - sites to consult?)
I often stumbled upon this Lisa Germano, whom I dismissed out of hand (Because, she had an Italian name, Sorry!). I ordered the album in question - just out of curiosity: at first careless listening, it seemed a bit like Nico, a bit like an early Suzanne Vega. Then the realization: each song is a highly flammable concentrate of Despair - Resignation - Anguish.
The beauty is that it's not necessary to understand the lyrics - which I know to be chilling - to realize the emotions Lisa Germano wants to evoke: the thin, whispered voice contrasted with the surgically studied musical structure of piano, violins, classical guitar, creates a mix of not at all reassuring sensations.
The beautiful "Cancer of Everything", "Geek the Girl", "My Secret Reason", "Trouble" and "Cry Wolf" listened to in succession represent a harrowing journey into the intimate of a troubled person. "…A Psychopath" should be made to listen to anyone unable to imagine the psychic violence produced by a rape. The remaining "Stars", "Of love and Colours" - a sort of attempt at reconciliation placed at the end of the album - seal with a hint of optimism an unforgettable journey into the despair of a woman.
I have never listened to an album so intimate, personal, to the point of feeling pity, tenderness for the one representing it.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
06 ... A Psychopath (04:36)
A baseball bat, a baseball bat beside my bed
I'll wait around and wait around, and wait
I hear a noise, I hear a noise, well I hear something
I am alone, you win again, I'm paralyzed
I drift away, I'll drift away, am I asleep yet
I hear a scream, I see me scream, is it from memory
Am I awake, am I alone, when is it sunrise
A baseball bat, a thing of mace
That thing of mace, the thing of mace, where did I leave it
A psychopath, a psychopath, he says he loves me
And I'm alone, and I am cold and paralyzed, I can't move
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By egebamyasi
"You are pierced by a thin and imperceptible blade, which gradually makes you experience the deepest and incurable pain."
"An album of infinite greatness, 'Geek The Girl' is undoubtedly to be counted among the great masterpieces of the '90s."
By luludia
A childlike voice speaking words (a sort of reason different for everyone).
Between harmony and the abyss, between magic lantern and dissonance.
