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Rating: "SURVIVE TONIGHT"
Surviving musically these days is becoming increasingly complicated, among entrepreneurial record companies, major labels, personal cornerstones, feuds among musicians; every day is a continuous struggle and usually, the more complete artist always loses and is forced to settle for some crumbs left by less talented but more attractive artists.
This is not the case for Skunk Anansie, who with this album managed to make a mix between sales and quality that in my judgment is impressive.
In 1999, they gave a severe lesson to all those who did not trust them, demonstrating great technique, which was not only musical but also for their extra qualities like their way of capturing your attention, their ability to create an atmosphere even in unusual situations........inside a subway, on a bus, at school, at work.
Upon the first listen of the CD, you fall into a trance-like state captivated by the beautiful, soft, and delicate yet also hard and raw when needed voice of Skin, the soul of the group.
The messages hidden behind this group are especially about love, love for life, homosexual love, transgression, innocence, and the incoherence that appears in every human being.
Their secret is a barely hinted electronic background with electric guitars and basses sometimes slow and restrained, sometimes hard and angry as life also is.
A complete album with a thousand nuances and much lived life, each of us can see ourselves in the chaotic nature of this CD, which leaves a veil of mystery and much passion within the soul.
"Survived, tonight, I may be going down,
'cos everything goes round too, tight, tonight,
& it, you watch him crawl, you stand for more. "
The passionate race we find ourselves on during the entire duration of the CD is never repetitive or boring and fills the heart with every chord that imprints itself indelibly into the perception of your subconscious.
The songs rise with a loud voice, each with its own story, its complete plot and never, I say never, you find yourself with a song just thrown in there to fill the CD, it's always all very well composed and realized.
"Charlie Big Potato" is the alarm bell that warns listeners they are facing a CD of balance between dizzy, melodic rock and elegance, with "My Hotel TV" you immediately begin to glimpse the genre jump from Skunk, a much more calm and reassuring song, then after skipping a few altogether respectable songs, you reach the Skunk masterpiece par excellence "Secretly", a rocking mix with highs and lows and impressive spatial movements, throughout the song a state of musical orgasm endures, dragging into a nocturnal atmosphere of melancholy and mystery.
Worthy of note is also "You'll Follow Me Down" following which the caliber of the group is put to fruition with sudden tempo changes, a voice that few know how to exploit so well, all mixed with a truly meaningful text with a thousand particulars.
In short, a young, young, interesting album and, above all, belonging to the transgressive current of the underground '90s, buy it to understand the singularity and stylistic preciosities of the group.....
ded to: those who, not satisfied with the review, will waste hours of their life looking for where I copied it from..........bella rigaz.....
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
01 Charlie Big Potato (05:30)
I awake
from blood thick dreams
washing blame
from my knees
softly done
so secretly
I'm awake as charlie sleeps
a lone brother
a lone sister
a home cover
alone
I awake
dry the scream
spit the vile breath
till my tongue bleeds
thinks it's all gone
famously
broke the hard girl
good to please
a lone brother
a lone sister
a home cover
alone
Tell it like it is
tell it like it is
tell the sordid truth
tell them
tell it like it is, tell them.
a lone brother
a lone sister
a home cover, alone
02 On My Hotel T.V. (03:33)
Skinny kack para, para dutty dykie nigger,
sell out whitey liberals who hang with blackie sinners,
Skinny kack para, para dutty dykie nigger,
sell out whitey liberals who hang with blackie sinners
On my hotel t.v, on my hotel t.v, private hotel t.v,
on my hotel t.v, turn it off
They, they, they, they, who the fuck are they?
you think that your conspiracies are the crux of all my theories
They, they, they, gay, who the fuck is gay?
how dare I have a view & a verscae tattoo
On my hotel t.v, on my hotel t.v, private hotel t.v,
on my hotel t.v, turn it off
I can see, you want this war, there you will find your god
black black black black black black
white white white white white white
On my hotel t.v, on my hotel t.v, private hotel t.v,
on my hotel t.v, fucking on my t.v, fucking on my t.v, on my hotel t.v, private hotel t.v
03 We Don't Need Who You Think You Are (04:21)
Succulent white, secrete revenge, god gives right for you & your laws,
you kill & dine, in cold sublime
God licks your face cos we don't need, who you are,
we dont need, who you are, cos we don't need, who you think you are
Cute nigger views, in sweet terrain, choke it blind so lame tourist news,
step back in time, grieving minds
God licks your face cos we don't need, who you are, we dont need,
who you are, cos we don't need, who you think you are
God licks your face - just like your dog
starve the minds and drain the face, segregate shit nigga race,
cry for credible debate, but now them blackies legislate
so leave for anglo-aussie shores, there you'll find your heaven, as we all start again
cos we don't need, who you are, we don't need, who you are, �cos we don't need, who you think you are
starve the minds and drain the face, segregate shit nigger race, but now them blackies legislate
05 The Skank Heads (03:11)
you have seen me lie
you have seen me crucify respect
seen redundant eyes
seen the tension stagger to the mike
made the bed too high
have to slag on matey floors of sin
slap the face too sane
see the face too wet as I
deny - myself
get off, get off me
bet ya' posing hard
so secure a smacked up cuntie bitch
now you're stuck for words
scrambling for sarcastic wit
but I got that special knowledge
of the crap that makes your skank
head tick
all that brave you like
all that shirty pretense
you deny - yourself
06 Secretly (03:53)
I've been biding my time, been so subtly kind,
I've got to think so selfishly, 'coz you're the face inside of me.
I've been biding my days, you see, evidently it pays,
I've been a friend,
with unbiased views, and then secretly lust after you
So now you feel lusty, you're bored and bemused
You wanna do someone else,
so you should be by yourself, instead of here with me, secretly
Trying hard to think pure, bloody hard when I'm raw,
you're talking out so sexually,
About boys and girls and your freakin' dreams.
So now you feel lusty, you're hot and confused.
You wanna do someone else,
so you should be by yourself, instead of here with me, secretly
So now you've been busted, you're caught feeling used.
You had to do someone else, you should have been by yourself,
You had to do someone else, you should have been by yourself,
instead of here with me, secretly,
Secretly,
Secretly.
08 Cheap Honesty (05:25)
I know too well, I know these lines, I've seen them smothered,
in sleek ridicule. A seedy smile, they think they've scored,
but I know morning comes & babes alone again, too alone again
So what can I do, with cheap honesty,
you're giving me more than I can see,
but I'm to cool to say, that I want it all my way,
get blasted by this sincerity.
I wish I had, the streets full view,
these people screaming, through their settled loves.
so I pretend, so mellowed out, too teasing,
weak enough to long for, home again, lovely home again
09 You'll Follow Me Down (03:47)
Survived, tonight, I may be going down,
'cuz everything goes round too, tight, tonight,
and as you watch me crawl, you stand for more.
and your panic stricken, blood will thicken up, tonight
'Cuz I don't want you, to forgive me,
you'll follow me down, you'll follow me down,
you'll follow me down
Survive tonight, (I see your) head's exposed,
so we shall kill, constructive might, its alright,
as your emotions fool you, (my) strong will rule,
and your panic stricken, blood will thicken up, tonight
'Cuz I don't want you, to forgive me,
you'll follow me down, you'll follow me down,
you'll follow me down
I won't feel restraint, watching you close sense down,
I can't compensate, that's more than I've got to give.
11 I'm Not Afraid (03:04)
another useless fight
saddened words ring true
leaving like a saint
still clouds follow you
i've seen behind the wall of words
you are sneaky with the facts
look who's hiding now
now i've seen through cracks
still i'm not afraid
not so dead afraid
and i'm not afraid
now you've all the light
guilt is all you are
you're friends for days and eternal nights
solid head for life
craving all this might
still i'm not afraid
not so dead afraid
and i'm not afraid
now you've all the light
now you've all the light
still i feel you at my side
nothings useless now
friends have always time to try
the safest hands hold me
now i hold the love
still i'm not afraid
not so dead afraid
and i'm not afraid
now you've all the light
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