The Cure
Bloodflowers

THE REVIEW

20 years of career (history?) and a considerable number of "copies sold worldwide" are what the Cure have behind them when in 2000 this latest work of theirs is released.
An underrated album, misunderstood, discriminated against. Maybe it's revenge. Because people felt betrayed, bewildered, by that drastic turn that transformed one of the best Dark Wave bands into... into... no, I can't say what. I don't want to say what.

Catchy melodies, pop ballads, chart hits.
Many claimed to be fans of the Cure completely ignoring their early period. And those who loved them during that early period didn't know what to think.
Maybe we were unfair.
For years Robert Smith shared his torments in his songs, and when he probably found that long-pursued peace in life... well, we blamed him for it.
Fortunately for him, this didn't stop him; he went on his own way ("Do they think we're a pop group? ...it doesn't matter, I never took myself too seriously," he once said) and I sincerely hope he was happy.

But Bloodflowers is different. The Cure have once again found something to say: "We are finished."
If viewed as the testament of a group with a well-defined role in music history, this album even becomes perfect.

Lyrics with an unequivocal message and a now indisputable musical compositional ability. But above all, the atmospheres should be praised, the feeling returns that the group is involved in what it does... even if this is a farewell.

"I used to feed the fire, but the fire is almoust out... and there's nothing left to burn".