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Rating: A strange, multifaceted album… after all, the very concept of the work is curious: The Weekend is nothing more than the story of a weekend.
It draws inspiration from all the situations that can occur during this timeframe, so it is necessarily varied, collecting songs that reflect different moods.
However, there seems to be a common thread in the tracks of this electronic CD: something nocturnal, cold, rarefied… but it's not enough to define it as a uniform or monotonous album.
The singer’s voice, Paul Herman, might sound a bit wooden when listening to London Tonight: don’t be deceived, from Failure onwards he expresses his potential at its best.
The tracks are very varied, I’d highlight above all Failure (which also features Dido's collaboration in the backing vocals), Mr. Goodstuff, Friday Part I (it could set the scene for the kung fu training montage in Matrix), Getting In, the multifaceted Sex (the most nuanced piece of this original work), ending with In God’s Hands (an acoustic piece, somewhat out of tune with the rest of the work).
The album sounds a bit club house, a bit electro, a bit acoustic, a bit chill out, a bit jungle… Perhaps it’s this excessive eclecticism that ultimately doesn’t fully convince: the work of the British duo is of a good level and is easy to listen to, but it says everything and nothing at the same time, it touches on very different genres, but doesn’t delve deeply into any.
Nevertheless, the tracks, despite their genre differences, all sound of good quality.
I wouldn’t recommend purchasing it at all costs; however, if you appreciate electronic music in a broad sense, try to get it: it's certainly a work different from the usual and deserves at least a listen.
Tracklist and Lyrics
04 Failure (05:27)
why have I always been a failure (3 times)
what could the reason be?
talking to myself at stations
slipping in the pouring rain
ripped my new shirt
pocket with a hole and
chasing all the coins
rolling down the drain
everything you said was hazy
you called me sad, lost and lazy
scratched my records and slapped my face
you left no clue
I'm blue
why have I always been a failure (3 times)
what could the reason be?
lying in my bed for hours
rolling up and feeling down
burying my head in the space you left
and I'm trying on the bra that I found
I couldn't see the signs for ages
you ran off with my heart and wages
your gone - quit me
stray dog - bit me
left hook - hit me - I'm down
why have I always been a failure (3 times)
what could the reason be?
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