The Cure
Disintegration

THE REVIEW

Lovable Robert incarnation of human sorrow. In my veins flows with great intensity the anguished “Faith”, but their most extraordinary masterpiece is surely Disintegration.

An immense growth for Robert who already at thirteen years old wanted to explode in his highest expression, and so without pause, first forms the Obelisk, then Malice, then Easy Cure, and finally The Cure in the grand birth of the dark world and then a great interlude, the participation with Siouxsie and the Banshees. I was 12, and his figure drove me crazy, eyes painted with intense and chaotic black, tousled hair, smeared blood-red lipstick, and those oversized tennis clothes and shoes always untied, and that dragging and penetrating sorrow in his gaze, what chills in the body, what a blow to the heart my first real contact with the music world, The Cure. Album after album without ever losing composure, then they had problems among themselves, incisive crises, member departures, and changes, and then, again, resurrections, and crossover from the dark line to commercial pop in some songs (therefore an issue of inner and personal instability) only to rediscover their blackest dark, which will bring back the strongest emotions, and here is the “masterpiece” “Disintegration” which seems almost like an ironic play on words, as after this album there has been a gradual decline, a disintegration, after “Wish” they certainly went on to lose the uniqueness worthy of their name in the depths of the banal distorted. A group expressing the most anguished sorrow, of total deeper darkness that penetrates the body touching the heart to then reach, invade, and pervade the mind.

Disintegration is like therapeutic psychological power, the more you listen to it, the more it draws out the worst or, in some way, the best in us. Tracks like “Love Song”, “Prayers for Rain”, what to say except to listen and re-listen as much as you want, and then “The Same Deep Water As You”, for me the most painful, dark, and expressive track of the entire album, but of such beauty and grandeur, walking solitary under a turbulent storm, feeling the incessant rain flow over your face, your entire body and in those clothes now soaked and heavy but suddenly you stop because you throw yourself with immediate release into the next track which is “Disintegration”, more than eight minutes of fireworks, shattering glass, shocks and thrashings, the total acceleration of a voice that like a high-speed train on its heart's track, goes that path without stopping until the final crash. An atmosphere that I think is subjective for all of us, either in this case or for all music in general you feel it instinctively and naturally, or you cannot force a feeling to experience what cannot be felt, either you love or you don't love, middle grounds must be cultivated so as not to regret losing something irreproducible and impossible to regain. Robert Smith, what he creates inside my soul is of such greatness that I cannot compare him to any artist under the aspect of painful infusion of the soul.

Disintegration – The Cure – Robert Smith sweet and thorny fragility of being, sublime man, cure of evil and depression, just want to listen, even to what frightens us and understand to be able to internalize the limit of his communicative intention shareable with all human beings. A heart, the sick heart of man, can smile, just help it. Robert, you are always in the hearts of those who love you, you are a pearl of great rarity and personal value. I adore Robert Smith, Peter Gabriel, and David Sylvian because they are the Eden triangle, perfect conjunction with God and infinity.

Thank you for existing...