The TITLE of this particular 1994 album practically says it all...
Here we see the true expressive freedom of Sonic Youth, the "sonic youth" indeed that plays with sounds and noises, in the variety of tones that each track assumes.
From the soft, thoughtful melodies of "Winner's Blues," we move to the controlled hysteria of a Thurston Moore who references a gay God in taking a stand for respect towards homosexuality in "Androgynous Mind." Kim Gordon then showcases various and new facets of herself, hypnotic as always, sometimes you hear her mature... sometimes childlike, but nonetheless in her detached reflective world.

Particularly worth listening to is "Tokyo Eye," a metaphor open to interpretation...

In short, among riffs, beloved resonances, and inevitable feedback, you can clearly recognize them: Sonic Youth... in a transitional moment from the still rock-heavy and pissed off "Dirty," to what (passing through "Made in America") will pave the way for their future introspection... "Washing Machine" of 1995.

Therefore, enjoy in this album the echoes of the sonorities of the hardcore youth of the New York background that Sonic Youth embodied when they started in '81, because from here on they will evolve to appeal to the true connoisseurs of a new music that in some experimental cases will, in my view, become pure AVANT-GARDE ART... no longer music...
..only to return to music once again with "Murray Street" in 2002.

Bon voyage.

Tracklist Lyrics Samples and Videos

01   Winner's Blues (02:07)

02   Bull in the Heather (03:04)

[Kim]
10, 20, 30, 40
tell me that you wanna hold me
tell me that you wanna bore me
tell me that you gotta show me
tell me that you need to slowly
tell me that yr burning for me
tell me that you can't afford me
time to tell yr dirty story
time f'r turning over and over
time f'r turning four leaf clover

betting on the bull in the heather

10, 20, 30, 40
tell me that you wanna scold me
tell me that you a-dore me
tell me that you're famous for me
tell me that yr gonna score me
tell me that you gotta show me
tell me that you need to sorely
time to tell yr love story
time f'r turning over and over
time f'r turning four leaf clover
betting on the bull in the heather

03   Starfield Road (02:15)

[Thurston]
the turbo goes to rocket put yr kiss in my hand
sensate yr belly down
bend down round this garbage can
pow pound down dirty starfield road
a hot ham slap it muscle skin jam load
blam bam adds explosion to the lamb
Jesus is screaming yr name
violent loving yeah
kissing golden, we're going insane
but where is the shame?
when the star pet is to blame
aah you butt cheeks can't stay
as I spleen my name in flame

04   Skink (04:12)

Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and 'round on the bottom we go
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and oh what a bottom it is

You had soul
Uh-oh
Let it go

Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and 'round on the bottom we go
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and oh what a bottom it is

Uh-oh
You got a soul
Let me go

Kiss beyond, kiss beyond the lips
Kiss beyond, kiss beyond my lips

Ooh, I love you
Ooh, baby baby
Kinda crazy
Kinda hazy
Kinda messy too

Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and oh what a bottom it is
Here, there
Here, there
Down to the bottom and 'round on the bottom we go

Yeah baby
Oh oh
You know
I love you so

05   Screaming Skull (02:39)

06   Self-Obsessed and Sexxee (04:30)

I remember when you first arrived
Magic marker on yr belly button all right (all right)
I read what you said you said drop dead oh no (oh no)
I need you now cuz I know you got nowhere to go

Schizo action baby create a scene
I'm the type of guy to boost yr self esteem
We party all night cuz it's you you you everyday
Self-obsessed and sexxee all the way

I remember yr bloody trail to the top (the top)
Took it all too far now you just can't stop (don't stop)
I'll help collect yr soul from the lost & found (it's around)
And i will build you up while they tear you down

Schizo action baby create a scene
I'm the type of guy to boost yr self esteem
We party all night cuz it's you you you everyday
Self-obsessed and sexxee all the way (all the way)
Party party party party all the time (x4)

07   Bone (03:58)

[Kim]
dry as a bone, take it to heart
don't look back, you're the one
that's alright, straight from the bone
walk on by, look to the left
touched by none, that's alright
that's alright, dark as ink
you are the one, Lord just thirteen
no matter fun, truth never seen
dry as a bone, dry as a bone
hands in yr pants, tied to the tree
rocked back and forth, hips in the leaves
thighs in the bark, make me free
that's alright

you are the one, don't look back
strength from the heart, walk on by
that's alright, that's alright
white boy say, yr just fine
first to the last, take it okay
momma don't know, walk straight by
look to the left, you are the one
poor little bone, shiver inside
fast talking walk, bone girl go inside
that's alright, that's alright
don't look back, push yr hips up
yr gonna be free, just for a while

08   Androgynous Mind (03:30)

09   Quest for the Cup (02:30)

10   Waist (02:49)

[Thurston]
guess who came round today
X-Girl and the girl snoo-pee
twinkle toes and sparkle eyes
everything is a new surprise
they're gonna spend some super-cash
spend it all on the boy-smash
and all the glamour is all the time
silver jacket and a twist of lime
well hope you don't waste away
yeah hope you don't waste away
you better not waste away
ooh yeah don't waste away
I've seen it happen before
girl slipping out the door
sneaking into Agnes B.
throw away everything
you've been a waste away
you've been a waste away
you've been a waste away, now

walk up to her and say
I'd love you anyway
sweet subtle super style
wonder how to make an angel smile
don't let me waste away
don't let me waste away
don't let me waste away
don't let me waste away, wow!

11   Doctor's Orders (04:20)

[Kim]
take one, to come
doctor's orders, no more borders
take one, make some
feeling bolder, no more disorder

mother's not to blame
she's feeling no pain
doesn't feel the drain
she says it's not her brain

all right, no wrong
she used to be cleanin', now she's just dreamin'
she's right, you're wrong
she thinks it's the weather, feels light as a feather

mother's such a mess
she forgets how to dress
she thinks she's lookin' her best
she's no longer depressed

take one, bake one
used to be tragic, now it's like magic
just one, for fun
mother's new pet, it's not hard to get

mother came home today
wearing a big bouquet
she threw her self away
she's taking up spanish ole

12   Tokyo Eye (03:54)

13   In the Mind of the Bourgeois Reader (02:33)

14   Sweet Shine (07:50)

[Kim]
I hear my angel mounted baby
pretend to everlast a lady
Marlboro belt unbuckled baby
they told me you were just crazy
I feel that I could burst
gimme a little drink of yr sweet time
is it the way you think?
or just a pattern of yr glory
is it just some story?
you wrote all for me
do you think yr my home?
down deep yr just a little whorey
I know you, I'm from you
I know you, I'm from you

whoooooow
I'm coming home to Swall Drive

cowboys are languishin'
little girl's are bees
is it really a green stage coach
crawling up to me

I dreamt that you were my vacation
woke to find desire and dislocation
yr always heavy in rotation
coming on, flirting with the nation
I feel that I could burst
gimme a little drink of yr sweet shine
why is the way you grew (?)
still in the soul wanting you (?)
smelling the nite jasmine
hypnotises me
the flower tells me stories
that make me sick and free
I know you, I'm from you
I know you, I'm from you

whoooooow
I'm coming home momma, to Swall Drive

Alice is a chain store
down past 1st and Vine
you can shop there anytime
it's all very fine
look his hair is colored, do you think he grows
look it's changing colors, it's bigger than a hose (?)
look it's changing colors, it's bigger than a rose (?)
look it's changing colors, it's bigger than a pose (?)
look it's changing colors, it's bigger than a hose (?)
look it's changing...

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