I have made a fundamental decision
I will try to cancel my life
Because when the blood starts to flow
When the syringe piston rises
When I'm approaching death
And you can't help me, certainly not you, guys
Nor you, sweet girls with your sweet words
You can all go away
I admit that I really know nothing
And I admit that I really know nothing
Heroin, may you be my death
Heroin is my wife, it's my life
Because a needle in my vein
Guides me to the center of my brain
And I feel better than if I were dead
Because when the stuff starts to flow
I don't care about anything anymore
About you common people of this town
And all the politicians who shout like madmen
And those who insult whoever they encounter
And all the piled-up dead
Because when I start to feel its kiss
Then I really don't care about anything anymore
Because when heroin is in my blood
And the blood is in my head
I thank God, I am better than if I were dead!
I thank your God that I am not conscious
I thank God that I don't care about anything anymore
And I admit that I really know nothing
And I admit that I really know nothing
I leave the word to you, I leave the story and music to you, I leave freedom to you. Don't disappoint me. I am content with man and his misery; with his soul and his pain; with his anger and his Art.
"An album that swallows you, an album that is an entire journey... a journey made of colors and feelings more or less pleasant."
"This is my personal image of them... simply a 'charming band of lunatics'... ladies and gentlemen: Reed, Cale, Tucker, Sterling Morrison + the unruly genius and the icy beauty: Andy Warhol and Nico..."
"For the first time, the underworld is sung, for the first time the undergrounds are colored with violet music."
"Heroin is death, a life companion, rather it is life — and only the silence of the soul remains, the chaos of the brain in almost epileptic convulsion."
Reed’s tracks are therefore almost all fast, full of distortions, difficult, probably dominated as writing by the avant-gardist Cale.
"European Son is the final delirium made up of noise and distortions that will see its masterpiece in Sister Ray the following year."
The music of Velvet Underground is like a big sadistic smile that mocks you for all this, delights in seeing you terrified and even tries to deliver the coup de grâce.
I believe it is the best album ever made, certainly dependent on tastes, but it still remains among the most expressive, raw, and lucid musical works of the last century.
"Lou Reed’s voice enters my room without knocking, the drum and guitar lend a certain suggestive aura to the piece."
"An album that amplifies the bond between music and art. Songs like pieces of a mosaic, a mosaic of life, a mosaic of an entire generation."