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Rating: "Tyger! Tyger! Burning bright
In the forests of the night:
What immortal hand or eye
Could frame thy fearful symmetry?"
( Wiliam Blake)
From the forests of the night anything can arise: a tiger, a sob, a laugh, or a poem.
But from the forests of the night "Good" can also emerge, one of the most fascinating and ingenious music albums of the '90s.
"Good" is the first cornerstone by Morphine, a band that from 1992 to 1999 - until the death of their unlucky leader Mark Sandman - carried out a brilliant musical journey, an incredible mystical trip into the night and the depths of the human soul.
Defining Morphine's musical genre would be at least difficult and limiting, but without exaggerating, we could say their music aimed to blend rock, jazz, and blues elements into a uniquely unique mix.
After all, the group's name says it all: their music was meant to be morphine for the human soul, a soul tormented by daily worries and anxieties that suddenly at night finds peace with itself and the world.
It takes little for Morphine to evoke soul catharsis: typically a drum, a saxophone, and a two-string bass. The latter is the very essence of Sandman's poetry, even more than his warm voice that accompanies him through the night.
A bass that sometimes seems to cry, other times dances under the stars, and still others rejoices for the moonlight illuminating the roofs of dilapidated houses.
There isn't a piece of "Good" that doesn't shine with its own light: each track is a small slice of the nocturnal forests where Blake's tiger roams.
"The saddest song" is the spiritual testament of a man bent by despair, "Have a lucky day" the laughter of a compulsive gambler, "You look like rain" a poem whispered softly to a lover, "The only one" the song of a soul watching over the city, and "The other side" a mystical journey in the darkest hours of the night.
Each piece is a shade of the night, the tale of a nocturnal soul, a whisper of the wind that warms the listener's heart.
Although "Good" is only the first stop on a sensational musical journey, it is certainly Morphine's most inspired and engaging work; a tiger that - although at times it tears, at other times it caresses - eases the torments of the listener's soul.
“Good” is a life experience that deserves to be had at least once, a universe of ecstasy with the sacred goal of purifying the soul, a never-ending descent into the depths of the night.
Tracklist Lyrics and Samples
03 Claire (03:08)
Treat me wrong honey I don't care
You never liked much anyway
You told me meet you about half past eight
You said you'd kill me if I was late Claire
Oh Claire!
You drove me up and down the street
You used me up like gasoline
I still remember everything you said
That's the reason had to say away from Claire
Oh Claire!
Oh Claire!
(You know what that's funny you know
I don't miss you at all not even a little you bitch
I still love you)
I still remember seeing you sleep
All twisted up inside the sheets
And I still remember everything you said
Every time I hear your name Claire
Oh Claire!
Oh Claire!
Claire!
04 Have a Lucky Day (03:30)
I feel lucky I just feel that way
I'm on a bus to Atlantic City later on today
Now I'm siting at a blackjack table
And swear to God the dealer has a tag says Mabel
Hit me hit me I smile at Mabel
Soon they're bringing complimentary drinks to the table
Players win and winners play
Have a lucky day
Players win and winners play
Have a lucky day
Mabel gives me a great big smile
She's getting to know me she's on my side
I'm a winner
I'm a winner
I'm a winner
And I came to play
Now I know why they say
Players win and winners play
Have a lucky day
Players win and winners play
Have a lucky day
Have a lucky day
Now I'm down a little in fact I'm down a lot
I'm on a roller coaster ride that I can't stop
Yeah my luck has changed but she'll come back
That's the beauty of a game of chance
I can't loose forever but I'm doomed to try
Keep on hearing a voice inside
Players win and winners play
Have a lucky day
Players win and winners play
Have a lucky day
Have a lucky day
05 You Speak My Language (03:26)
All around the world everywhere I go
No one understands me no one knows
What I'm trying to say
Everywhere I go no one understands me
They look at me when I talk to them
And they scratch their head
They go what's he trying to say
But you you speak my language
But you you speak my language
Yeah! Yes!
All around the world everywhere I go
No one understands me no one knows
What I'm trying to say
Even in my home town
My friends make me write it down
They look at me when I talk to them
And they shrug their shoulders
They go what's he talking about
But you you speak my language
But you you speak my language
Yes!
Kabrula kaysay Brula Amal amala senda Kumahn Brendhaa
Kabrula kaysay Brula Amal amala senda Kumahn Brendhaa
Kabrula kaysay Brula Amal amala senda
Kabrula kaysay Brula Amal amala senda
Kumahn Brendhaa
Kumahn Brendhaa
Brendhaaaaaaaaa
Yeah!
You you speak my language
You you speak my language
Yeah! Yes!
Kabrula kaysay Brula Amal amala senda Kumahn Brendhaa
Kabrula kaysay Brula Amal amala senda Kumahn Brendhaa
Kabrula kaysay Brula Amal amala senda Kumahn Brendhaa
Kumahn Brendhaa
Kumahn Brendhaa
Kabrula kaysay Brula Amal amala senda Kumahn Brendhaa
Kabrula kaysay Brula Amal amala senda Kumahn Brendhaa
Brendhaa
Kumahn Brendhaa
Oh!
Brendhaa oh ha ha ha
You speak my language
Yeah!
You speak my language
Yes!
06 You Look Like Rain (03:40)
Your mind and your experience call to me
You have lived and your intelligence is sexy
I want to know what you got to say
I want to know what you got to say
I want to know what you got to say
I can tell you taste like the sky cause you look like rain
You look like rain
You look like rain
You look like rain
You look like rain
You look like rain
You look like rain
You look like rain
You look like rain
You think like a whip on a horse's back
Stretched out to the limit you make it crack
Send that horse round and round the track
I want to know what you got to say
I want to know what you got to say
I want to know what you got to say
I can tell you taste like the sky cause you look like rain
You look like rain (x16)
Yeah you look like rain
You look like rain
11 The Other Side (03:53)
Going down to the river
There's a man I wanna see
Yeah he's the ferryman
He'll recognize me
I'm going down now to the riverside
There's a place I wanna be
I'm going to talk to the ferryman
He'll be expecting me
I'm crossing over now to the other side
Life is better there on the other side
The grass is greener there on the other side
And I I get even there on the other side
And everything will turn out all right on the other side
I'm crossing over now to the other side
The other side
I walked by the church house late last night
Yeah I walked by the church house but I didn't go inside
Cause I, I once slept with the preacher's wife
She handed me a ticket to the other side
I'm crossing over now to the other side
To the other side
To the other side
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By janis
Mark’s voice hits you like a dense and soft slap, enveloping and direct, it strips your mind and tears your brain.
Good is the first album by Morphine, majestic, light, and devastating, it remains a monumental debut.
By alerussian
"The union of such instruments makes me shout at the miracle... what deeply amazes me is the cohesion of sounds that Morphine managed to create."
"The humanity of 'Good' is incredible; its fake simplicity ensnares the average listener who does not dwell on the infinite facets of each track."
