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Rating: I am the morning. Give me just a moment to collect my thoughts: it's 4:50 PM and I've just completed a 75-minute lysergic exploratory journey, concluding with a return to the starting point, which I must necessarily refer to in the account of Effloresce, the new - for many, but not for all - fruit of a Madchester increasingly broad-minded and far from the rock stereotypes so dear to the enemy. They are Oceansize, a young and promising band of which, unless they end up like Vex Red, we will hear a lot in the days to come.
I am the morning arises from a blend of 4 well-amalgamated guitars, without saturating the sound that instead remains effectively focused, mixed to highlight the tremolo of a first guitar, followed by the intertwining of 2 parallel but complementary riffs, the chords of an acoustic in the background, and, with the entry of the rhythm section, the porcupine-like delay transposed without excess into the already complex structure of the song: a splendid instrumental piece. Oceansize sound like a band that practices precious jam sessions in their rehearsal room, in search of innovative combinations bordering only slightly on psychedelia, without giving up typically British sounds. How else to describe the ten acid, sonic minutes of Massive Bereavement, where, having abandoned the canonical pop form without remorse, you suddenly find yourself among Slint meeting and crossing Jonny Greenwood's guitar, and the use of voice as a true additional instrument to the very successful combo formed by the other members of the group. Rinsed clears away any remaining doubts: we are facing a group of guys who "know music," so much that between post-rock in the school of Mogwai and the sulfurous reverb of a distant guitar, vervian reminiscences also appear - Nick McCabe must have left something good - leading us straight to You Wish, another track full of references to other illustrious names, but maintaining, like the entire album, its own distinct and promising personality. Yes, because whether Oceansize decide to continue their artistic journey on these unusual paths, or choose to slightly approach the mainstream with less complex structures or at least more direct and easily memorable melodies - this album is certainly not easy listening - betting on them today is like betting on the victory of an African athlete in the 5000 meters flat final. Low odds.
Released by Beggars Banquet, Effloresce was one of the best debut albums of 2003, and these days there is talk of the release of an Extended Playing with unreleased material. The next time you visit a well-stocked music store, ask to listen to it: One Day All This Could Be Yours.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
02 Catalyst (06:40)
i awoke with a start today determination set
filled with expectation
sacks of soul to collect
but i am so fearful of the future
ignorant of the present
and wary of the past
and through the door i shuffle quietly down the hall
identical corridors and artificial lights
the man in the box born to set my world to rights
effortlessly soon ignites the screaming in my head
reborn the catalyst will blow my joy away
bet you thought that i'd have so much more to say
come save me now
but i am so fearful of the future
ignorant of the present
and wary of the past
and i don't want to
but it's now a case of have t
i piss away for pittance
and suck up to the man
no wonder i'm dying when i awoke with a start today
03 One Day All This Could Be Yours (04:19)
disconnect, an impossible divorce that put the life into you
that's too late to abort
i never gave you the time that you deserved
i never gave you even half of what you're worth
my beautiful son, can you feel it inside you?
my son, could you beat me black and blue
for all the doubt and apathy?
just trying to keep your feet on the floor
just trying to put the fear into you
just trying to board up all the doors
and i can't tell anymore
and maybe you'll realise when you take those little tests
the more you breathe, the more you age, you know yourself even less
nobody ever said they'd love you forever
they grow you up and let you down
and separate forever
one day all this could be yours
07 Remember Where You Are (05:22)
Milling round, encroaching on
My right of way and under the
Battle scars of Daddy's latest lesson
Little time for intuition
Little time for cry-babies
Come on son can't you not take a joke?
More sticks and stones to break you
It's freezing in here, can't even dress yourself
Lie awake still waiting on a single bite of cherry for you
Hold it in your arms
Jeopardise what little you have
See any further than your own faults
A single bite of cherry for you
And yours is not to question
And down the road a shining haven
(rocks), slaves and _ mothers
Live around the corner from themselves
You'll never break the chain will you?
It's freezing in here, can't even dress yourself
Lie awake still waiting on a single bite of cherry for you
Hold it in your arms
Don't jeopardise what little you have
See any further than your own faults
A single bite of cherry for you and yours is not to question
Question it all, clutch your pride and all you could ever learn
The sorrow __
no hope left for you to nurture
I just wrote the ending years ago
Way down the line
Don't you run too far away from home
Don't you trust what you have never known
Don't go far remember where you are
Remember where you are
A single bite of cherry for you (x4)
08 Amputee (05:32)
this king of overstatement now would like to whisper
sweet something in your ear all day from now til then
i can't swim for irons on my tail they want an answer
hip hip hooray we lose again dear god you can suit yourself
you could be an amputee
there's gotta be something better than...
we stink of understatement we're so over-friendly
more people to latch onto more ears to bend
i swam the long route home and i've got broken shoulders
hip hip hooray we lose again dear god how do you forgive yourself?
you could be an amputee
it wouldn't matter all that much
it wouldn't mean a thing to me
so answer me, do you believe it's true?
there's gotta be something better than...
so don't listen to them
listen to yourself
we are addicted to ourselves
we leave room for no-one else
so answer me, do you believe it's true?
there's gotta be something better than...
keep pushing back and we'll come up roses
we're not the same even though we share a name
so keep pushing back and you'll come up roses
i've heard it all before
seen it all before
played this scene before...
but it's nothing to you
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