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Sometimes it seems that dreams do not want to stop cradling our hearts with abstract and immortal journeys, far from the real and the concrete.
Therefore, the dream is not fiction but a world of emotions; in this case, such a world is called This Mortal Coil "It'll End In tears".
It is 1983, a golden year for English music, and it is precisely in this year that the work in question arises from 4AD, featuring remarkable covers (Tim Buckley, Alex Chilton) reinterpreted by respectable artists (E. Fraser, L. Gerrard, G. Sharp).
But it is the beginning of the dream "Kangaroo", a ballad for bass and cello in which Sharp's voice maneuvers, reciting in the agony of memory.
A bitter feeling, a love song perhaps an anthem to beauty, is the concept of the second track "Song To the Siren" simple, immediate, untouched by electronic experimentation but only voice and guitar.
Two gems have already opened our dream, but perhaps it is with "Holocaust" that everything matures and ascends to infinite beauty, only a piano, violins, and voice to baptize our soul with the pain of farewell, every feeling vanishes and this is what H. Devoto praises as a Rimbaud of music.
Naturally, space is left for instrumental tracks that sway like marine dews ("The last ray" "Fyt"). But also dark and violent ballads disrupt the tranquility of our attention, cries of martyrs, dark nights take shape with Lisa Gerrard's voice ("Waves Become Wings" "Dream Made flash"). Subtle tears flowing on pale and absent faces, a dream perhaps too sad, but at the same time unique and infinite, a journey that lands in ancient French villas illuminated by the fervors of a ball ("Another Day").
Perhaps arts too baroque that at the same time are overshadowed by "Not me" a beautiful cover of Colin Newman that embraces the more "wave" meanderings. Arriving hand in hand with all our fears and all our memories, it will seem that this dream ends "In tears" with "A Single Wish" a slow and fascinating ballad, too romantic and poignant to be listened to a second time.
After the record is finished it will not seem like waking up disappointed for having forgotten a magnificent dream, made during rest, but rather we would be pleased by memories that perhaps we have forgotten over time.
Tracklist Lyrics Samples and Videos
01 Kangaroo (03:30)
I first saw you.
You had on blue jeans.
Your eyes couldn't hide anything.
I saw you breathing
And I saw you staring out in space.
I next saw you, you was at a party.
Thought you was a queen, oh so flirty.
I came against.
Didn't say excuse.
You knew what I was doing,
We looked very fine 'cause we were leaving.
Like Saint Joan, doing a cool, cool jerk
Oh I want you, Oh I want you... like a kangaroo...
02 Song to the Siren (03:30)
Long floating, shipless oceans
I did all my best to smile
'Til your singing eyes and fingers
Drew me loving to your isle
And you sang, "Sail to me, sail to me,
Let me enfold you,
Here I am, here I am
Waiting to hold you"
Did I dream you dreamed about me?
Were you here when I was full sail?
Now my foolish boat is leaning
Broken lovelorn on your rocks
For you sing, "Touch me not, touch me not,
come back tomorrow: O my heart,
O my heart shies from the sorrow"
Well I'm as puzzled as the newborn child
I'm as riddled as the tide:
Should I stand amid the breakers?
Should I lie with death my bride?
Hear me sing, "Swim to me, swim to me,
Let me enfold you,
Here I am, Here I am,
Waiting to hold you"
03 Holocaust (03:38)
Your eyes are almost dead
Can't get out of bed.
And you can't sleep.
You're sitting down to dress
and you're a mess.
You look in the mirror.
You look in your eyes.
Say you realize.
Everybody goes leaving those who fall behind.
Everybody goes as far as they can, they don't just care.
They stood on the stairs
laughing at your errors.
Your mother's dead
she said "Don't be afraid."
Your mother's dead.
You're on your own
She's in her bed.
Everybody goes leaving those who fall behind.
Everybody goes as far as they can, they don't just care.
You're a wasted face.
You're a sad eyed lie.
You're a holocaust.
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