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"The Stars We Are" a masterpiece of the '80s, perfect melodies, clean and linear, each song is a complete realization of the chosen genre for the track itself, the execution theme remains identical from the beginning to the end of each single piece.
It's an album with a direct impact, describing love, drama, poetry, sensuality, romance, passion, fantasy, and total charm. Marc's voice is transcendental, all the duets are impeccable and the orchestral instruments are to die for, the whole embodies a dream, a magic, it's a truly fantastic album.
Initially, Marc together with Dave Ball formed Soft Cell and albums to remember, later still aggregated with Dave formed another group, Marc & Mambas, which produced two albums, one of them being a double that was worthwhile but little appreciated, which forced them to dissolve, then supported by a new band, the Willing Sinners (later renamed "La Magia") he began a solo career of progressive maturity, the first big successes came, then headstrong actions, drugs, crises, scandalous lyrics, critiques and breakdowns, which burned him until he hit rock bottom with psychological masochism, but fortunately, since hope is the last to die, there came the almost unbelievable and amazing resurgence, the result? Sublime, memorable!
Unprecedented vocal and instrumental expressiveness and without such successions. "The Stars We Are" evocative, piano, trumpet, violins, percussion, and a voice that touches the sky -"These My Dreams Are Yours" duet with Victoria Wilson-Janes passionate, warm, complicit a double bass and organ that melt in your mouth like a sweet dark chocolate - "Bitter Sweet" a gust of lively violins that chirp like so many perky sparrows - "Only The Moment" a love poem written with notes and announced to the people at the top of one's voice "Your Kisses Burn" last duet with Nico (who will die in an accident) perhaps a foreseen destiny, sad, deep, painful, a plea for listening and forgiveness, an extraordinarily beautiful track - "The Frost Comes Tomorrow" with floral and very Hispanic rhythms in the background - "The Very Last Pearl" sunny, with hints of soft-jazz, the instruments gurgle playful games - "Tears Run Rings" the most complicite track of the whole album, a voice without comparison, powerful, enduring, a cathartic avalanche that sweeps away everything it encounters - "Somethings Gotten Hold Of My Heart" duet with Gene Pitney tearjerker, a poetic drama that demands a colossal romantic finale - "The Sensualist" warm, passionate, erotically sentimental - "She Took My Soul In Istanbul" duet with Suraya Ahmed, rhythms, cadences perfectly set in a populous, indeed, "Istanbul" - "Kept Boy" duet with Agnes Bernelle as if by magic we find ourselves at the closing of a wonderful fairy tale, because it is a fairy tale that has been spoken of, the magical story of daily life told on the stage of a living theater where Pinocchio becomes flesh and sometimes men, when necessary in predictable or not circumstances, become puppets of who knows who, the important thing is to know how to blend and control dreams with reality to be reasonably adults on the outside and still so much children on the inside.
Marc Almond has demonstrated an excellent caliber of skill and maturity, a careful performance difficult to find especially after a passage of total bewilderment and thus "hats off" for the will and the achievement, Marc I bow and offer my respects.
Tracklist Lyrics Samples and Videos
03 Bitter Sweet (03:20)
A little bitter
A little sweet
That's how I like my life to be
I'll take it neat
Bitter sweet
That's how I see the world
I like the rain
I like the dark
I like the mornings in the park
The summer heat
Bitter sweet
That's how I see the world
Oh let's go
Let's go
To paradise, Jack
Paradise, Jack
Let's go
Let's go
To paradise, Jack
Paradise, Jack
I got the sorrow
I got the smile
I got a box under the stars
Shoes on my feet
Bitter sweet
That's how I see the world.
I got the joke
I got the twist
I got a lazy afternoon
I'm a man over the moon
Man of the world
Oh let's go
Let's go
To paradise, Jack
Paradise, Jack
Let's go
Let's go
To paradise, Jack
Paradise, Jack
Chain me to a tree
Watch me
I'll set myself free
Escape from situations
Houdini would be proud of me
I'll lie around like Byron
And write verses to the moon
I'm the crime and I'm the siren
I'm a fighter in the ring of life
I've got the medals
I've got the scars
I've got a pocket full of hope
I got the beat
Bitter sweet
That's how I see the world
And the moon is in my head
The moon is in my head
The moon is in my head
07 Tears Run Rings (04:21)
On heavenly rain you fell into my life
Unforgettable smile, unforgettable lies
In the name of the cross or a banner of love
With a hand of a friend or under a blanket of trust
The angels sighed, a little girl cried
The tears run rings around my eyes
We're going to set fire to the house in my heart
We're going to set fire to the whole damn world
I don't understand the wicked things we do
In the name of the good, in the name of the few
The angels sighed, a little girl cried
The tears run rings around my eyes
The angels sighed, a little girl cried
The tears run rings around my eyes
Don't look up at me with your innocent smile
When the bed is burning around my head
When a war breaks out it'll be no surprise
Your unforgettable smile, your unforgettable lies
And I've got to start running to make my start
We've got to get together before we fall apart
They're pulling down the old slums to build the new
They're bringing back the old rules to please the few
In the name of the cross or a banner of love
With the hand of a friend or under a blanket of trust
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