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Milan, August 22, 2005, 6 PM.
Finally, I couldn't take it anymore... The first day of work is over, 8 hours of breaking my back and balls while the vast majority of friends are having fun. Well, I think, let's take a trip to the trusty little shop, just to see if I can lift this horrendous day.
I look around, left and right, nothing, the usual stuff. Then my eye falls there, on a panda playing the trumpet, set in the green of a forest. I read a bit: Télépopmusik, who are they? I ask for information. "Oh yes, the ones from Breathe, don't you remember them?" Meh, the name rings a bell but otherwise, it's all fog. Oh well, this cover and this moniker Télépopmusik grabs me, yes no doubt, I like it. I take it.
"Just what I was looking for." That was the first phrase that came to mind listening to Angel Milk. I relax, I let myself be carried away by these ethereal, dreamy notes, that often nod to the more electronic moments of Bjork. Yes, because listening to it, Vespertine just keeps coming to mind. Maybe it's the voice of guest Angela Mc Cluskey, who, although not similar to that of the Icelandic elf, is equally intense and poignant, with that pathos that clings to you.
The arrangements are masterful, those electronic sounds that mix with those of the Bulgarian symphonic orchestra, those barely sketched synths, never intrusive and that atmosphere of absolute serenity that fills the room gently lulls me into my thoughts. I completely melt, and the light journey of this album continues. "Last Train to Wherever" really makes me travel, as if the doors were open and the mind wandered in its most remote corners. The choruses, the piano, the sound of the harp... the journey continues.
Now nature merges with the notes, it blends as if everything were in an almost inaccessible harmony where everything seems in its right place: the sound of the rain, the muffled keyboard, the gentle voice... the journey becomes tranquility, security. "Another Day": the journey stops and becomes reality.
"From here on, you're on your own, have fun and good luck," these are the words recited by the penultimate track. A keyboard opens the way, guides us towards the light while the birds chirp, it's still raining but now the spirit is serene and finally ready for 15 Minutes, the 15 minutes of silence that separate us from the return to the chaotic life of every day.
But with hope:
"You know you always feel better when you fly."
And she's right, she's always right,
I always feel better after I fly.
I fly every morning for at least fifteen minutes or so.
Tracklist Lyrics and Samples
06 Last Train to Wherever (05:02)
Spending our days translucent, in and out of everything
Hanging out with strangers, that’s the way that we begin
Staring at the sun, thinking it’s the moon,
A tiny indication - it’s gonna happen soon.
But not like you expect these silhouettes are getting closer
They bring you what you need, never what you hope for.
I guess by now they shoulda told ya
I guess by now they’re getting closer.
There’s so many things I just don’t wanna say,
Like: "Have you got the stuff? I need a good day."
There’s so many things I just don’t wanna do
But your way is my way, so walk on through
Did you get the letter? The one I never sent ya?
I’m all alone on my own misadventure
Seeking something, that I don’t wanna find
Cos if I do, there’s no rewind.
I owe you this, I say to myself
I owe you this and nothing else
I owe you this, I say to myself
I owe you this and nothing else
I owe you this, I owe you this
Spraying our names on the trains in silver and black
Then I make my way back across the track
I can always find you wherever you are
There’s fire in your eyes in the miracle park
I’m on the very last train to wherever
Reckon that, I’ll see you sometime like never
Not even in my wildest did I think that it would go like this
Moving through the air, crazy kinda poet kid
I owe you this, I say to myself
I owe you this and nothing else
I owe you this, I say to myself
I owe you this and nothing else
I owe you this, I say to myself
I owe you this and nothing else
I owe you this, I say to myself
I owe you this and nothing else
I owe you this, I say to myself
I owe you this and nothing else
I owe you this, I say to myself
I owe you this and nothing else
I owe you this, I say to myself
I owe you this and nothing else
I owe you this, I say to myself
I owe you this and nothing else
14 Another Day (05:35)
(Spoken): From here on end, you're on your own. Have fun and good luck.
(the rest is instrumental)
15 15 Minutes (17:34)
I fly every morning for at least fifteen minutes or so
Sometimes I don't wanna go,
But she always says: "Hey, don't be so lazy. Fly.
You know you always feel better when you fly."
And she's right, she's always right,
I always feel better after I fly
I fly every morning for at least fifteen minutes or so
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