There is an adjective that more than any other can qualify this album, the debut of the now-famous Morcheeba: sensual.
Sensual like the voice of Skye Edwards, who prefers a whispery and light tone to the powerful warbles of most black voices. Sensual like the calm, fluid, and never harsh arrangements by the multi-instrumentalist Godfrey brothers, Ross (guitar, bass, keyboards) and Paul (drummer and DJ).
After listening to the opening track, "Moog Island," which welcomes us to the world of Morcheeba with a pleasant calypso spiced with Pink Floyd-like slide guitars, the English trio offers us elegant and refined trip-hop, yet very intriguing due to Skye's intimate and warm voice and the various elements that take part in the individual songs: roots and oriental elements, as in the hit "Trigger Hippie", the most famous track of the album, funky (in the brief and instrumental "Post Humous"), electronic (the keyboards of "Tape Loop"), vintage (the Hammond organ and the arpeggios of the seductive "Never An Easy Way"), classical (the strings in the melancholic "Howling"), psychedelic (the affected guitar and loops in the long instrumental title-track) and hip-hop (the scratching in "Almost Done"). It is very difficult to discuss these tracks individually, since, with the exception of the aforementioned elements that distinguish them, they are very similar to each other. Here, perhaps the flaw of this record is precisely the repetitiveness. The songs that stand out, besides the opening track, are not many and are not even remarkable: the brief acoustic blues of "Enjoy The Wait" is actually a filler, the symphonic "Col" is not bad but turns out a bit bland when it intends to be moving; closing the album is another brief instrumental piece, "End Theme", which cheerfully reprises the theme of "Moog Island".
As repetitive as it is, it is still a very pleasant, relaxing disc, also experimental in its own way. The album was released in 1996: it was a different time for Morcheeba, who were still part of the underground circuits. They were certainly not the polished pop stars of "Fragments Of Freedom," their global success, with which they shifted toward a much more commercial and less interesting pop-dance genre, nor the current group, broken and inconsistent (Skye left and started a solo career, the new singer does not compare at all). It deserves a little less, I would say 3 and a half stars, but in the inability to give half points, I willingly round up.
After all, as already said, it is always a pleasant record and Skye's voice is always a pleasure to hear!
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
01 Moog Island (05:22)
Sometimes I get up feeling good but greed gets me down,
I try to think about the highs, the freedom we've found,
When the business in your life don't sit with your soul,
And they treat you like a child they need to control.
The music that we make will heal all our mistakes and lead us,
The music that we hear is always standing near to feed us.
We're all gonna rise above all things that we lack,
Good vibrations that we make will come bouncing back.
The music that we make will heal all our mistakes and lead us,
The music that we hear is always standing near to feed us.
The music that we make will heal all our mistakes and lead us,
The music that we hear is always standing near to feed us.
The music that we make will heal all our mistakes and lead us,
The music that we hear is always standing near to feed us.
02 Trigger Hippie (05:31)
Tune in, drop out of love,
Pull the trigger, I'm a hippie,
So said a truth, and blood,
Alive and well,
You push the buttons.
Standing in line of fire,
For the whole,
My soul,
Step codes,
The drums,
And sing,
Love the children,
Learn to live with everything.
Love love love, i'm a trigger hippie, yeah
Love love love, we're trigger hippies, yeah.
Zoom in, cut out at sound,
Make it feel so trippy
Hung up, let down to ground,
Forget the kill it's far to sticky
Love love love, i'm a trigger hippie, yeah
Love love love, we're trigger hippies, yeah.
Love love love, i'm a trigger hippie, yeah
Love love love, we're trigger hippies, yeah.
Love love love, i'm a trigger hippie, yeah
Love love love, we're trigger hippies, yeah.
04 Tape Loop (04:22)
Tape loop, keeps on turning round, forever,
Patience, love is coming 'round for your pleasure,
Wait now, no use trying to push, there's no need,
People, go against the grain, with their greed.
I've been here before, it ain't gonna work no more,
I've been here before, it ain't gonna work no more.
Focus, your mind will be strong, no distractions,
Soak up wisdom all year long, and then take action.
I've been here before, it ain't gonna work no more,
I've been here before, it ain't gonna work no more.
I've been here before, it ain't gonna work no more,
I've been here before, it ain't gonna work no more.
I've been here before, it ain't gonna work no more,
I've been here before, it ain't gonna work no more.
05 Never an Easy Way (06:41)
I think I slipped the net,
But I cut myself free,
I'm not losing yet,
So don't forget me.
I'll say it, we play it, and try tomorrow
I'll say it, we play it, and live with sorrow.
You'd think I'd learn by now,
There's never an easy way,
I get through somehow,
I'm on my knees to pray,
You'd think I'd learn by now,
There's never an easy way,
I get through somehow,
I'm on my knees.
I'll admit I'm wrong,
But I'm getting on track,
I've been here too long,
I'm under attack.
I face it, replace it, and try to change,
I face it, replace it, and rearrange.
You'd think I learned by now,
There's never an easy way,
I get through somehow,
I'm on my knees to pray,
You'd think I learned by now,
There's never an easy way,
I get through somehow,
I'm on my knees to pray.
On my knees to pray.
I think I slipped the net,
But I cut myself free,
I'm not losing yet,
So don't forget me.
I'll say it, we play it, and try tomorrow
I'll say it, we play it, and live with sorrow.
You'd think I learned by now,
There's never an easy way,
I get through somehow,
I'm on my knees to pray,
You'd think I learned by now,
There's never an easy way,
I get through somehow,
I'm on my knees to pray,
I'm on my knees to pray,
On my knees to pray,
On my knees to pray.
06 Howling (03:40)
Howling, how long,
Sounding, so calm,
Pounding, so strong,
Founding, so wrong.
Howling (howling),
How long (how long).
Strolling, so long,
Lolling, some song,
Firing, a gun,
Darkness, has come.
Howling (howling),
How long (how long).
Hanging, up high
Swing in the sky
Cacti, still cry
Why do, we try
Howling (howling),
How long (how long).
Howling (howling),
How long (how long).
Howling (howling),
How long (how long).
07 Small Town (05:09)
You feel frozen
But you've been chosen,
You lay the drunken
You dreams seem sunken
Your world is small world
And you break the rules
You're one big fish
In a ball of false
Time is serving/surfing up you down (?)
Time you're wearing that crown (?)
Time is sliding up and down
Tired of being you
Your work's no future
Your girl don't suit you (?)
You ??
You have no nerve to
Take a break from this sad old school
Accross the lake
Lies a place that's cool
Run you got a place to go
Run you got a boat to row
Run you got a face to show
Run while you can
The high street sleeping
There's friday creeping
The shops are open
But their minds are closed
How is going but it's not their concern (?)
They talkin' stuff (?) about you
That you never learn (?)
Smile, you're on your own
Smile, 'cause you've outgrown
Smile, you lost your home (?)
Smile to yourself
09 Col (04:09)
Things of change, this time around,
I'm on rocks I'm looking down,
And I can see the whole the darkness 'round here.
You're in spain and you walking free
I'm inside without the key,
Feeling sick and angry toward you.
Locked away, I'm going mad,
I'm a fool, I'm so sad,
I'm a fool I've been had.
We planned a job
And you let me down,
You made a run,
I hit the ground,
Can't trust nobody, nobody no one.
No one know you're in spain and you walking free,
I'm inside without the key,
Feeling sick sick and angry.
Locked away, I'm going mad,
I'm a fool, I'm so sad,
I'm a fool of been had.
Things of change, this time around,
I'm on rocks I'm looking down,
I can see the whole the darkness 'round here.
11 Almost Done (06:38)
Things of change, this time around,
I'm on rocks I'm looking down,
And I can see the whole the darkness 'round here.
You're in spain and you walking free
I'm inside without the key,
Feeling sick and angry toward you.
Locked away, I'm going mad,
I'm a fool, I'm so sad,
I'm a fool of been had.
We planned a job
And you let me down,
You made a run,
I hit the ground,
Can't trust nobody, nobody no one.
No one know you're in spain and you walking free,
I'm inside without the key,
Feeling sick sick and angry.
Locked away, I'm going mad,
I'm a fool, I'm so sad,
I'm a fool of been had.
Things of change, this time around,
I'm on rocks I'm looking down,
I can see the whole the darkness 'round here.
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