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Rating: What can be said about this album, about how everything revolves around Brian Molko's voice and his somewhat junkie and androgynous appearance?
And this is enough for us girls and we like it, mysterious him and his voice. One of those you don't forget quickly, that you recognize immediately as if it were the Smashing, intense and unique.
But as such, it may or may not appeal, I repeat, it drives me crazy, but probably appeals less to the boys. It's simply a matter of taste and... maybe gender.
This CD, their first work, reminds me of a warm and beautiful summer in Reunion, when driving around with their music I would get caught up in looking at the endless horizon over the ocean and the breathtaking inland landscapes, simply staying silent to forget the reality around you and just them on the car radio. The sun sets. Perfect, therefore, for spending an evening in the company of oneself and for escaping for a precious moment from daily stress.
Be careful though, the placebo effect can also be counterproductive and overwhelm you with sadness and desolation, so keep hands off alcohol and other substances and just try to dance ;). This concerning the effects, risks, and contraindications one is exposed to with Placebo.
From a musical point of view, their English origin might deceive, as the background special effects are missing and the harder songs are very fast and technical, always thanks to Brian's prodigious hand and guitar, the latter almost always soaring in the skies of distortion.
And the excellent final result achieved overall by this work is guaranteed by a full-bodied bass, which often seems to abandon its accompanying function to lead and dictate the rhythms, and by a punctual and sophisticated drum, but never heavy or in the foreground.
But the beautiful voice remains the trademark, sexy and beautiful. A beautiful debut album.
Tracklist Lyrics Samples and Videos
01 Come Home (05:09)
Stuck between the do or die,
I feel emaciated.
Hard to breathe I try and try,
I'll get asphyxiated.
Swinging from the tallest height,
with nothing left to hold on to.
Every sky is blue,
but not for me and you.
Come home,
come home,
come home,
come home.
Glass and petrol vodka gin,
it feels like breathing methane.
Throw yourself from skin to skin,
and still it doesn't dull the pain.
Vanish like a lipstick trace,
it always blows me away.
Every cloud is grey,
with dreams of yesterday.
Come home,
come home,
come home,
come home,
come home,
come home,
come home,
come home.
Always goes against the grain,
and I can try and deny it Give a monkey half a brain,
and still he's bound to fry it.
Now the happening scene is dead,
I used to want to be there too.
Every sky is blue,
but not for me and you.
Come home,
come home,
come home,
come home,
come home,
come home,
come home,
come home.
02 Teenage Angst (02:42)
Shine the headlight,
straight into my eyes.
Like the roadkill,
I'm paralysed.
You see through my disguise
At the drive-in,
double feature,
pull the lever,
break the fever and say your last goodbyes.
Since I was born I started to decay.
Now nothing ever ever goes my way One fluid gesture,
like stepping back in time.
Trapped in amber, petrified.
And still not satisfied Airs and social graces,
elocution so divine.
I'll stick to my needle,
and my favourite waste of time,
both spineless and sublime.
Since I was born I started to decay.
Now nothing ever - ever goes my way.
03 Bionic (05:00)
Harder faster,
forever after,
harder faster,
forever after,
harder faster,
forever after,
forever after.
None of you can make the grade,
none of you can make the grade,
none of you can make the grade,
none of you can make the grade.
Harder faster, forever after,
harder faster, forever after,
harder faster, forever after,
forever after.
None of you can make the grade,
none of you can make the grade,
none of you can make the grade,
none of you can make the grade.
04 36 Degrees (03:05)
We were tight,
but it falls apart as silver turns to blue.
Waxing with a candlelight,
and burning just for you.
Allocate your sentiment,
and stick it in a box.
I've never been an extrovert,
but i'm still breathing.
Someone tried to do me ache,
Someone tried to do me ache,
Someone tried to do me ache,
Someone tried to do me ache (it's what I'm afraid of),
Someone tried to do me ache (it's what I'm afraid of).
With hindsight,
I was more than blind,
lost without a clue.
Thought I was getting carat gold,
and what I got was you.
Stuck inside the circumstances,
lonely at the top.
I've always been an introvert happily bleeding.
Someone tried to do me ache,
Someone tried to do me ache,
Someone tried to do me ache,
Someone tried to do me ache (it's what I'm afraid of),
Someone tried to do me ache (it's what I'm afraid of).
4 7 2 3 9 8 5
I gotta breathe to stay alive,
and 1 4 2 9 7 8
feels like I'm gonna suffocate.
14 16 22
this skin that turns to blister blue.
Shoulders toes and knees,
I'm 36 degrees,
shoulders toes and knees,
I'm 36 degrees,
shoulder toes and knees,
I'm 36 degrees,
shoulders toes and knees,
I'm 36 degrees.
05 Hang On to Your IQ (05:13)
Chinese masseuse, comes between us
talks in haikus, plastic venus.
Got a headrush, in her pocket
two rubbers two lubes, and a silver rocket
Hang on, hang on
to your IQ, to your ID
hang on, hang on
to your IQ, to your ID
I'm lonely
I'm lonely
I'm lonely
I'm lonely
Every morning, my eyes will open wide
I gotta get high, before I go outside.
Roll another, for breakfast
burning clouds around, and in my solar plexus.
Hang on, hang on
to your IQ, to your ID
hang on, hang on
to your IQ, to your ID
I'm lonely
I'm lonely
I'm lonely
I'm lonely
Legs eleven, makes me stay up late
two fat ladies on my back, and now it's 88.
I'm a fool, whose tool is small
it's so miniscule, it's no tool at all.
hang on, hang on
to your IQ, to your ID
hang on, hang on
to your IQ, to your ID
I'm lonely
I'm lonely
Oh
06 Nancy Boy (03:48)
Alcoholic kind of mood
lose my clothes,lose my lube
cruising for a piece of fun
looking out for number one
different partner every night
so narcotic, outta sight
what a gas, what a beautiful past.
And it all breaks down at the role reversal
got the muse in my head she's universal
spinnin' me round she's coming over me
And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal
got the muse in my head she's universal
spinnin' me round she's coming over me
yeah
Kind of buzz that lasts for days
had some help from insect ways
comes across all shy and coy
just another nancy boy,
Woman man or modern monkey
just another happy junkie
fifty pounds press my button going down
And it all breaks down at the role reversal
got the muse in my head she's universal
spinnin' me round she's coming over me
And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal
got the muse in my head she's universal
spinnin' me round she's coming over me
yeah
Does his makeup in his room
douse himself with cheap perfume
eyeholes in a paper bag
greatest lay I ever had
kind of guy who mates for life
gotta help him find a wife
we're a couple
when our bodies double
And it all breaks down at the role reversal
got the muse in my head she's universal
spinnin' me round she's coming over me
And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal
got the muse in my head she's universal
spinnin' me round she's coming over me
yeah
And it all breaks down at the role reversal
got the muse in my head she's universal
spinnin' me round she's coming over me
And it all breaks down at the first rehearsal
got the muse in my head she's universal
spinnin' me round she's coming over me.
07 I Know (04:44)
I know you love the song but not the singer;
I know you've got me wrapped around your finger;
I know you want the sin without the sinner;
I know, I know.
I know the past will catch you up as you run faster;
I know the last in line is always called a bastard;
I know the past will catch you up as you run faster;
I know, I know.
I know you cut me loose from contradiction;
I know I'm all wrapped up in sweet attrition;
I know it's asking for your benediction;
I know, I know.
I know the past will catch you up as you run faster;
I know the last in line is always called a bastard;
I know the past will catch you up as you run faster;
I know, I know.
I know the past will catch you up as you run faster;
I know the last in line is always called a bastard;
I know the past will catch you up as you run faster;
I know, I know.
08 Bruise Pristine (03:35)
The means are right for taking, fade to grey
Trying to be ruthless, in the face of beauty
In this matrix, it's plain to see
It's either you or me.
Bruise,
pristine,
serene,
we were born to lose.
Cast a line with a velvet glove
Reading like an open book, in the hands of love
In this matrix, it's plain to see
It's either you or me.
Bruise,
pristine,
serene,
we were born to lose.
?encore? |echoed|
Means are right for taking, fade to grey
Trying to be ruthless, in the face of beauty
In this matrix, it's plain to see
It's either you or me.
Bruise,
pristine,
serene,
we were born to lose.
09 Lady of the Flowers (04:47)
'Scuse me, I apologize
he likes your attitude, he tries it on for size
he spends the afternoon, between your thighs
how's that for gratitude, I apologize.
It seemed to last for hours
It seemed to last for days
This lady of the flowers
and her hypnotic gaze.
'Scuse me, I apologize
she's got vacum cleaner eyes
suck you in
she's got magazines, filled with pear pies
'scuse me, I apologize
It seemed to last for hours
It seemed to last for days
This lady of the flowers
and her hypnotic gaze.
She wears her tears on her blouse
confused and racked with self-doubt
she stole the keys to my house
and then she locked herself out.
'Scuse me, I apologize
he likes your attitude, he tries it on for size
he spends the afternoon, between your thighs
how's that for gratitude, I apologize.
It seemed to last for hours
It seemed to last for days
This lady of the flowers
her electronic haze.
She wears her tears on her blouse
confused and racked with self-doubt
she stole the keys to my house
and then she locked herself out.
She stole the keys to my house
and then she locked herself out.
She lays me down
she lays me.
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By Jack Darko
A wonderful album, always innovative and never tiring.
It seems like a masterpiece of contemporary music.
