Who watches over me? This album is either liked or not, and it’s quite easy to define, given this trio from Bristol (home of Massive Attack, Portishead, James Lavelle-Mo'Wax) which has been around since 1992. To describe the Mesh is quickly done: Human League, The Sparks, Depeche Mode, a little bit of New Order in some sounds, then some obsessive German house rhythms. It's classic synth-pop from the eighties. Nothing more, nothing less. However, the rendition is well done, nice lyrics that stand on their own (our favorite lyric "I fell in love with a photograph..."), well-crafted, as is the music. It’s a divertissement. And of course, there's also the "drama," the camp drama of the aforementioned albums. The all-eighties drama. And it's all sleek. That's it. Enjoyable even if it won't leave a mark anywhere. We want to hear it on the radio and think about the eighties. These renditions don't happen only in Italy.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
11 Friends Like These (04:05)
I've fallen in love with a photograph
A moment of youth that I can't get back
The days when you're here it returns again
Emotions that feed on me everyday
And every night I watch it fading
It's safer just to write my whole life down
With every breath the words betray me
It's easier to face the truth
I've taken a vow that I'll make it up
I'll dig in the past and I'll rake it up
Making amends to the friends I miss
Breaking the mould that I'm frozen in
And everyday I know I'm lazy
It's easier to let the good times pass
And now it seems the memory's hazy
It's time for me to face the past
We tell them lies, we do sometimes
We live and die for friends like these
When all is said
We turn instead
And give our lives for what's beneath
And we do sometimes
I'd be a fool to slide again
I'll be like you and try again
I've fallen in love with a photograph
A moment of proof that can't love me back
The way that it cuts at me everyday
The images mock me a melt away
And everyday I feel it clearly
It's easy just to save the worst until last
And maybe I could see it really
It's painful what we do
We tell them lies, we do sometimes
We live and die for friends like these
When all is said
We turn instead
And give our lives for what's beneath
And we do sometimes
We live and die for friends like these
And we do sometimes
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