The Tears
Here Come The Tears

THE REVIEW

As the proverb says, hope never dies, and I add beautiful songs never die. And if those who make beautiful songs for any reason decide to change adventure companions; yes, the beautiful songs remain, but it doesn't mean that new ones (beautiful songs) will be born with others. And as the proverb goes again, hope never dies, and those who live hoping die...., well, I hoped and luckily I am not yet dead nor covered by a mountain of shit. But let's get to the point and leave the proverbs, the shit, and everything else and let’s focus on the beautiful songs and nothing else.

They split up about 11 years ago, leaving behind splendid glam-Brit-pop-rock masterpieces that only two English boys could have created, someone whispered to the four winds that the two had a relationship during their success times, and that its end was then the cause of their artistic separation, well if it was so I don't care much, what makes me happy is that the two have artistically reunited again, and the best thing is that they haven't forgotten how to make beautiful songs.

They were talked about, Brett Anderson, ambiguous singer and heartbreaker, always trying to emulate Bowie and Morrissey, and Bernard Butler, former young promise of the electrified six strings, now returned to the fold to show new and old fans that he knows how to play the guitar and hasn’t forgotten it.
The Tears, this is the name of their new project which, along with three other elements (Non-Suede), they have once again launched themselves into the music-indie-business to earn some Euros, (pardon Pounds).

The boys started off great, with 13 pearls totaling 53 minutes of pure glam/brit-pop-rock. I was just talking about pearls, the songs on this album are truly beautiful, the two haven't invented anything new, (nor should they, given the times), but there's no denying it. The single "Refugees" stands out, followed closely by "Co-star", "Two creatures", and "Lovers" where Anderson sings of stolen loves and more, or Bernard's guitar in "Brave New Century", or the romantic and poignant "Beautiful Pain" and so on, all others which, more or less, are beautiful songs. I don't want to overpraise the entire work because it has its flaws, starting with how the whole album sounds, "very mid-high", almost unbearable at high volume, the songs are too catchy for my tastes, the fear is that boredom comes quickly, and indeed I listen to it in small doses, after all this time I don't want to burn it out in a few hours. But I repeat once again the songs are beautiful and in the end, that's what matters. Brett and Bernard, I was so happy, I found a pair I thought could replace the now defunct Morrissey-Marr, but why did you leave each other? You abandoned me all these years, but fortunately, love always wins.........

"... as dark as the ocean
as hard as the rain
you've got me weak with emotion
you're such a beautiful pain
and I cling to my pillow
and scratch at my veins
you kiss like a killer
such a beautiful pain..."