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You listen to it and become paranoid, that voice so sensual and childlike enters your ears and imprints on your mind, becoming so real it disturbs. Accompanying it is a rather rarefied, slow, and fascinating rhythmic base.
This was "Teardrop," one of the most beautiful tracks by the Bristol group, accompanied at the time by a masterpiece video depicting a fetus about to sing the melody in the mother's womb. Not just trip hop, not music to suffer, but music that suffers and imbues a disturbing maternal aura while listening to it: rarefied, simple, with an effective yet alternative chorus. However, the remixes that accompany the track in the single version are much inferior to the original: the "Scream team remix" is well done, but it achieves almost nothing of the impressive vocal structure, drowning everything in a reggae sauce. Then there are two remixes by Mad Professor, the most beautiful of which is the "Mazaruni Instrumental," with fleeting rhythms and fan-shaped openings of sounds and colors with the original's sighs barely perceptible in the background, while the "Mazaruni Vocal Mix" is still well done, but dangerously turns towards reggae, slowing the rhythms and rambling into a piece that seems like a struggling lullaby.
To conclude, an exquisite b-side "Euro Zero Zero," featuring the inevitable Horace Andy, who delivers a trip hop performance that is nothing short of sublime for a song that did not deserve to be relegated to a b-side.
In conclusion, an excellent single, although it would be more useful to buy a copy of "Mezzanine." Absolutely.
Tracklist and Lyrics
05 Euro Zero Zero (04:23)
3D
Sitting in my day care
It was day-glo painted
You see me i'm a drinker
You see me now i'm sainted
Chased by the plaintive
Haunted by the medium
Too high to flow too bored to break the tedium
Glow from my tv set was blue like neon
Activate the remote i put the BBC on
I've seen this city, so on
I'm looking out for no-one
Pilot in my eye it gets blue like neon
It gets blue like neon
It gets blue like neon
Horace Andy
Can't see nothing wrong
Can't be nothing wrong
Inside of me
Daddy G
I walk in a bar, immediately sense danger
You look at me, girl, as if i was a
A total stranger
3D
Hysterical, ecstatical no matter, call me stags(?)
It's kind of hard to get a drink or
Just a girl to relax on
Phono, no go zone i go through
Aching aways just to relocate you
Kill us with your fist
So you mix it with me
I function better when i get approximately
High by my technical flyby
I function better with the sun in my eyes
I function better with the sun in my eyes
I function better with the sun in my eyes
Horace Andy
Can't see nothing wrong
Can't be nothing wrong
Inside of me
Daddy G
Take a second of me you beckon i'll be
And when you're sad i'll mourn
And when you're down i'm torn
Take a second of me
Said take a second of me
I stand firm for our soil
Lick a rock on foil
Reduce me, seduce me
Dress me up in stussy
Will you be my victim
Show me where to stick em
Take a second of me (a second to see)
3D
In my day-care
On my sofa
One spliff makes daddy go sleep
Makes daddy go sleep
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The line between sweetness and unease is always thin: what attracts us the most often coincides with what scares us the most.
Inside the warm maternal womb, we cannot even imagine what awaits us out there: how could we dream of something for which we don’t yet have any image?
