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An extinguished heart, somewhere, beats in the heart of the night,
that beat, even if imperceptible and far away, stirs the entire atmosphere
he never never is forever, just forever …
Happiness is success
Success brings hope
Hope it's not good
Dazzled at their debut by the shadows of Béla Blaskó,
by that seminal guitar riff, vaguely dub
and by that horror cabaret between the great depression and Saltarello,
that chilling opening of The Hunger, a masterpiece of synthesis between Julien Temple and Horace Walpole, that Hungarian scent of love and death sung by darkness,
The Bauhaus had risen track by track to the heights of the clerestory.
But that cage, that net, that elite vampirism,
also then that pale candor of Deneuve,
felt very tight for Daniel Ash.
To know the truth but only use lies
Don't let trouble climb, my friend the golden rule
Don't let trouble don't let trouble climb
O.K. this is the pops
Only one album for Tones On Tail, a very particular one, a Barrettian twilight, Gregorian choirs among creaking roofs and breaths of trebisonda, that sob and intermittent whisper of Ash and that guitar that weaves arpeggios among the syncopated voids of Haskins, a handful of EPs with two collections, an unconscious hit that overturned the most German clubs in Europe.
And yes, this was Pop, or rather that primordial experiment, that drove mad, at the origin, those monkeys of The Hunger…
Between Bauhaus and Love and Rockets the dark missing link, that betrays you and yet doesn't really take you anywhere.
To know the truth, never use only lies
Don't let troubles climb, my friend, the golden rule
Don't let troubles climb, don't let troubles climb
OK. this is the pop
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