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The Killers - Romeo And Juliet /w lyrics
A love struck Romeo, sings the streets a serenade
Laying everybody low, with a love song that he made
He finds the street light, steps out of the shade
'n' says something like, "You and me babe, how about it?"
Juliet says, "Hey it's Romeo, you nearly gave me a heart attack"
He's underneath the window, she's singing, 'Hey la, my boyfriend's back
You shouldn't come around here, singing up at people like that'
Anyway, what you gonna do about it?
Juliet, the dice was loaded from the start,
And I bet, then you exploded in my heart,
And I forget, I forget, the movie song
When you gonna realize, it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?
Come up on different streets, they both were streets of shame,
Both dirty, both mean, yes, and the dream was just the same,
And I dreamed your dream for you, and now your dream is real
How can you look at me as if I was just another one of your deals?
You can fall for chains of silver, you can fall for chains of gold
You can fall for pretty strangers and the promises they hold
You promised me everything, you promised me thick and thin, yeah
Now you just say, "Oh Romeo, yeah, you know I used to have a scene with him"
Juliet, when we made love you used to cry
I said "I love you like the stars above, I'll love you till I die"
And there's a place for us, you know the movie song
When you gonna realize, it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?
I can't do the talks, like they talk on the TV
And I can't do a love song, like the way it's meant to be
I can't do everything, but I'll do anything for you
I can't do anything 'cept be in love with you
And all I do is miss you and the way we used to be
And all I do is keep the beat, 'n the band company
And all I do is kiss you, through the bars of a rhyme
Juliet, I'd do the stars with you, anytime
Juliet, when we made love you used to cry
I said "I love you like the stars above, I'll love you till I die"
And there's a place for us, you know the movie song
When you gonna realize, it was just that the time was wrong, Juliet?
And a love struck Romeo, sings the streets a serenade,
Laying everybody low, with a love song that he made
He finds a convenient street light, steps out of the shade
'n' says something like, "You and me babe, how about it?"
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Placebo - Hardly Wait
I can hardly wait
I can hardly wait
I can hardly wait
I can hardly wait
It's been so long
I've lost my taste
Say angel come
Say lick my face
Let fall your dress
I'll play the part
I'll open this mouth wide
Eat your heart
I can hardly wait
I can hardly wait
I can hardly wait
I can hardly wait
Lips cracked dry
Tongue blue burst
Say angel come
Say lick my thirst
It's been so long
I've lost my taste
Here Romeo
Make my water's break
In my glass coffin
I'm waiting
In my glass coffin
I'm waiting
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Los Piojos - Genius (El mendigo del dock sud)
Los Piojos - Genius (El mendigo del dock sud)
(Huracanes en luna plateada - 2002)
Yo soy el mendigo
del Dock Sud.
Vivo debajo del puente de hormigón,
y soy feliz.
Las palomas vuelan,
15 de mayo,
y yo sentado a orillas del riachuelo,
soy feliz... (Repite)
No puedo invocar a mi Genio
nena es tu amor un infierno.
Desde Holanda vino el bohemio,
y te cruzó en San Telmo allá.
Oh, cuántas veces arranqué por tu amor.
Oh, cuántas veces arranqué por tu amor.
No sé cómo zafa este lazo
o si hay que cortarse en pedazos.
Un mercader compró tu vida
y la vendió en los barrios bajos.
Oh, cuántas veces arranqué por tu amor.
Oh, cuántas veces arranqué por tu amor.
Entre todo el polvo
y toda la humedad
cúpulas de oro de la vieja Bagdad
sesenta mil puertas delante de mí,
Genio, se me cierran,
tengo que elegir... ¡que elegir!
No puedo invocar a mi Genio,
nena es tu amor un infierno.
Pero yo te digo, mejor así
un mundo sin vueltas
se abrió para mí.
Oh, cuántas veces arranqué por tu amor.
Oh, cuántas veces arranqué por tu amor.
Entre todo el polvo
y toda la humedad
cúpulas de oro de la vieja Bagdad
sesenta mil puertas delante de mí
Genio, se me cierran,
tengo que elegir... ¡que elegir!
Voy, voy,
como el mendigo del Doke. (Repite 7 veces)
Oh, oh, oh
30.7.09
25.7.09
[HD]Alice In Wonderland 2010 Trailer
DIRECTED BY: Tim Burton
-Coming March 5, 2010
CAST:
1.Johnny Depp - Mad Hatter
2.Helena Bonham Carter- Red Queen
3.Anne Hathaway - White Queen.
4.Michael Sheen -White Rabbit
5.Alan Rickman -Caterpillar.
6.Stephen Fry - Cheshire Cat.
7.Matt Lucas - Tweedledum and Tweedledee
8.Christopher Lee - Jabberwock
9.Noah Taylor - March Hare
10.Barbara Windsor -Dormouse
11.Timothy Spall - Bloodhound
12.Crispin Glover - Knave of Hearts
13.Eleanor Tomlinson -Fiona Chataway
14. Jemma Powell - Margaret Manchester
15.John Hopkins -Lowell Manchester
16.Lindsay Duncan - Helen Kingsley
17.Marton Csokas - Charles Kingsley
18.Frances de la Tour - Aunt Imogene
19. Leo Bill - Hamish Ascot
20.Tim Pigott-Smith - Lord Ascot
21.Geraldine James - Lady Ascot
22.Mia Wasikowska - Alice.
Alice (Mia Wasikowska), now 17 years old attends a party at a Victorian estate only to find she is about to be proposed to in front of hundreds of snooty society types. She runs off, following the White Rabbit (Michael Sheen) into a hole and ending up in Wonderland, a place she visited 10 years before, yet doesn't remember. Wonderland was a peaceful kingdom until the Red Queen (Helena Bonham Carter) overthrew her sister, the White Queen (Anne Hathaway). The creatures of Wonderland, such as the Cheshire Cat (Stephen Fry), Tweedledee and Tweedledum (Matt Lucas) and the March Hare (Noah Taylor), ready to revolt, wait for Alice to help them. With the help of the White Queen, the Mad Hatter (Johnny Depp) and the Caterpillar (Alan Rickman), Alice starts seeing flashbacks of her visit, back when she was seven.
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Placebo - Music Bank Rehearsal Footage
PLACEBO - MUSIC BANK REHEARSAL FOOTAGE from Placebo on Vimeo.
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Placebo live in Brussels 2nd of June 2009 'Meds' and 'Come Undone'
"A man who doesn't know how to cry, is not a real man in my opinion....but that's just my opinion."
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Panic At The Disco - Northern Downpour
If all our life is but a dream
Fantastic posing greed, then we should feed our jewelry to the sea.
For diamonds do appear to be
Just like broken glass to me.
And then she said she can`t believe
Genius only comes along in storms of fabled foreign tongues.
Tripping eyes and flooded lungs
Northern downpour sends its' love.
Hey moon please forget to fall down
Hey moon don`t you go down
Sugar cane in the easy morning
Weathervanes my, one and lonely.
The ink is running toward the page
It's chasing off the days
Look back at boat feet and that winding knee
I missed your skin when you were east
You clicked your heels and wished for me
Through playful lips made of yarn
That fragile Capricorn unraveled words like moths upon old scarves
I know the world's a broken bone
But melt your headaches, call it home
Hey moon please forget to fall down
Hey moon don`t you go down
Sugar cane in the easy morning
Weathervanes my one and lonely
Sugar cane in the easy morning
Weathervanes my one and only
Sugarcane, in, the easy morning
Weathervanes, my, one and lonely
Sugarcane (Hey moon, hey moon, hey moon) in the easy morning
Weathervanes (Hey moon, hey moon, hey moon) my, one and lonely x2
Sugarcane, in, the easy morning
(Hey moon please forget to fall down. Hey moon don't you go down.)
Weathervanes, my, one and lonely
Sugarcane, in, the easy morning
(You are at the top of my lungs. Drawn to, the ones who never yawn.)
Weathervanes, my, one and lonely. X2
It's Weird
Los seres hu
manos somos complicados.
Las cosas están a la vista, no las vemos. Las disfrazamos con otras realidades. Meros placebos. Algunos no funcionan y es ahí cuando entramos en conflicto. Con qué? Conflicto con nuestro ser. Entrar a la etapa de "pensar y pensar". Pero ya dije que somos complicados. Y lo complicado también incluye enroscarse en un "pensamiento" y hacerlo aún más enroscado/complicado.
A veces solo es la búsqueda de una vía de escape a la realidad. En esa búsqueda hay muchos posibles caminos... pero al fin y al cabo, escapar trae como consecuencia heridas. Acciones autodestructivas algunas, quién sabe.
La sensación de estar en la multitud y sentirte sol@ no es ajena para muchos.
Ser un puntito más no es la idea. Ser! Tal vez ese sea una de las cuestiones. Intentar "ser": ser lo que uno quiere, ser lo que los demás esperan que seas, ser una conjugación de todo eso... priorizando al 1er SER. En fin, SER!
O no... a esta altura, ya no se sabe.
La inmensidad de ese mar que separa las costas, llegar alguna vez a la otra orilla será posible???
Cuestiones varias a resolver.
"Hey moon! Please forget to fall down!"
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manos somos complicados.Las cosas están a la vista, no las vemos. Las disfrazamos con otras realidades. Meros placebos. Algunos no funcionan y es ahí cuando entramos en conflicto. Con qué? Conflicto con nuestro ser. Entrar a la etapa de "pensar y pensar". Pero ya dije que somos complicados. Y lo complicado también incluye enroscarse en un "pensamiento" y hacerlo aún más enroscado/complicado.
A veces solo es la búsqueda de una vía de escape a la realidad. En esa búsqueda hay muchos posibles caminos... pero al fin y al cabo, escapar trae como consecuencia heridas. Acciones autodestructivas algunas, quién sabe.
La sensación de estar en la multitud y sentirte sol@ no es ajena para muchos.
Ser un puntito más no es la idea. Ser! Tal vez ese sea una de las cuestiones. Intentar "ser": ser lo que uno quiere, ser lo que los demás esperan que seas, ser una conjugación de todo eso... priorizando al 1er SER. En fin, SER!
O no... a esta altura, ya no se sabe.
La inmensidad de ese mar que separa las costas, llegar alguna vez a la otra orilla será posible???
Cuestiones varias a resolver.
"Hey moon! Please forget to fall down!"
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15.5.09
Red Hot Chili Peppers - Around The World
All around the world
We could make time
Rompin' and a-stompin'
'cause I'm in my prime
Born in the north
And sworn to entertain ya
'Cause I'm down for
The state of Pennsylvania
I try not to whine
But I must warn ya
'Bout the motherfuckin'
girls from California
Alabama baby
Said "hallelujah"
Good God girl
I wish I knew ya
I know, I know for sure
That life is beautiful around the world
I know I know it's you
You say, "Hello" and then I say, "I do"
Come back, baby
'cause I'd like to say
I've been around the world
Back from Bombay
Fox hole love
Pie in your face
Livin' in and out
Of a big fat suitcase
Bona fide ride
Step aside my Johnson
Yes I could
In the woods of Wisconsin
Wake up the cake
it's lake she's kissin' me
As they do
When they do in Sicily
I know, I know for sure
That life is beautiful around the world
I know I know it's you
You say, "Hello" and then I say, "I do"
Where you want to go?
Who you want to be?
What you want to do?
Just come with me
I saw god
And I saw the fountains
You and me girl
Sittin' in the Swiss mountains
Me Oh My O
Me and Guy O
Freer then a bird
Cus we're rockin' Ohio
Around the world
I feel dutiful
Take a wife
cause life is beautiful
I know I know for sure
ding, dang, dong, dong, deng, deng, dong, dong, ding, dang.
I know I know it's you
ding, dang, dong, dong, deng, deng, dong, dong, ding, dang.
Mother Russia, do not suffer
I know you're bold enough
I've been around the world
And I have seen your love
I know I know it's you
You say, "Hello" and then I say, "I do"
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Korn Argentina Quilmes Rock 2008 - Falling Away From Me
Hey, Im feeling tired
My time, is gone today
You flirt with suicide
Sometimes, thats ok
Hear what others say
Im here, standing hollow
Falling away from me
Falling away from me
Day, is here fading
Thats when, I would say
I flirt with suicide
Sometimes kill the pain
I can always say
its gonna be better tomorrow
Falling away from me
Falling away from me
Beating me down
Beating me, beating me
Down, down
Into the ground
Screaming some sound
Beating me, beating me
Down, down
Into the ground
(falling away from me)
Its spinning round and round
(falling away from me)
Its lost and cant be found
(falling away from me)
Its spinning round and round
(falling away from me)
So down
Beating me down [ br]beating me, beating me
Down, down
Into the ground
Screaming some sound
Beating me, beating me
Down, down
Into the ground
Pressing me, they wont go away
So I pray, go away
Its falling away from me
Beating me down
Beating me, beating me
Down, down
Into the ground
Screaming some sound
Beating me, beating me
Down, down
Into the ground
Oasis - Whatever (Promo Vid)
I'm free to be whatever I
Whatever I choose
And I'll sing the blues if I want
I'm free to say whatever I
Whatever I like
If it's wrong or right it's alright
Always seems to me
You only see what people want you to see
How long's it gonna be
Before we get on the bus
And cause no fuss
Get a grip on yourself
It don't cost much
Free to be whatever you
Whatever you say
If it comes my way it's alright
You're free to be wherever you
Wherever you please
You can shoot the breeze if you want
It always seems to me
You only see what people want you to see
How long's it gonna be
Before we get on the bus
And cause no fuss
Get a grip on yourself
It don't cost much
I'm free to be whatever I
Whatever I choose
And I'll sing the blues if I want
Here in my mind
You know you might find
Something that you
You thought you once knew
But now it�s all gone
And you know it's no fun
Yeah I know it's no fun
Oh I know it's no fun
I'm free to be whatever I
Whatever I choose
And I'll sing the blues if I want
I'm free to be whatever I
Whatever I choose
And I'll sing the blues if I want
Whatever you do
Whatever you say
Yeah I know it's alright
Whatever you do
Whatever you say
Yeah I know it's alright.
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.Am I the problem?????
Things aren't what they seem.Makes no sense at all.
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30.4.09
Silverchair - Ana's Song (Open Fire)
Please die, Ana
For as long as you're here, We're not
You make the sound of laughter
And sharpened nails seem softer
And I need you now, somehow
And I need you now, somehow
Open fire
On my needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire
On my knees desires
What I need from you
Imagine pageant
In my head
The flesh seems thicker
Sandpaper tears corrode the film
And I need you now, somehow
And I need you now, somehow
Open fire
On my needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire
On my knees desires
What I need from you
And you're my obsession
I love you to the bones
And Ana wrecks your life
Like an anorexia life
Open fire
On my needs designed
On my knees for you
Open fire
On my knees desires
What I need from you
Open fire
On my knees desire
Open fire
On my needs designed
On my knees for you
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NTVG - No Era Cierto
volvé a tu casa cuando quieras
siempre te esperan a cenar
buscando hacer pasar el tiempo
extraño el tono de su voz
creí que estaba solo y no era cierto
en este desierto sin velocidad
no te preocupes, no vuelvo hasta mañana
adonde siempre me tengo que encontrar
no queda otra que tirarnos en el pasto
sin que nadie nos moleste, no me quiero despertar
pensé que estaba solo y no era cierto
si tengo con quien quedarme a festejar
a cada uno le debe tener que tocar
como una etapa de arrepentimiento
a cada uno le debe tener que tocar
por qué te matan en tan poco tiempo
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Foo Fighters - No Way Back (Live on Jools Holland 13.05.2005)
Lately, I've been
Livin' in my head
The rest of me is dead,
I dying for truth.
Make me, fully,
No more left and right,
Come on take my side,
I'm fightin' for you,
Fightin' for you.
Pleased to meet you take my hand,
There is no way back from here,
Pleased to meet you say your prayers,
There is no way back from here,
But I don't care,
No way back from here.
Wake me, I'm ready,
Somethin' don't seem right,
I was dreamin',
I was talkin' to you,
Memory, bear me,
Know I've seen my share,
Things I can't repair,
I'm breakin' to you,
I'm breakin' to you.
Pleased to meet you take my hand,
There is no way back from here,
Pleased to meet you say your prayers,
There is no way back from here,
But I don't care,
No way back from, here.
Pleased to meet you say your prayers,
There is no way back from here,
Pleased to meet you say your prayers,
There is no way back from here,
But I don't care,
No way back from, here
15.4.09
Linkin Park - Crawling
[Chorus:]
Crawling in my skin
These wounds they will not heal
Fear is how I fall
Confusing what is real
There's something inside me that pulls beneath the surface
Consuming/confusing
This lack of self-control I fear is never ending
Controlling/I can't seem
[Bridge:]
To find myself again
My walls are closing in
(without a sense of confidence and I'm convinced that there's just too much pressure to take)
I've felt this way before
So insecure
[Chorus]
Discomfort,endlessly has pulled itself upon me
Distracting/reacting
Against my will I stand beside my own reflection
It's haunting how I can't seem...
[Bridge]
[Chorus]
[Chorus]
.No todo es todo.
Que sé yo. No veo la hora en que las cosas cambien. Elijan seguir otro curso. Cuál??? No lo sé.
No logro entender los momentos.
Qué complicada soy! Ya lo sé.
Me pregunto qué será de mi ser en un tiempo....jpg)
"Serás lo que tengas que ser o no serás nada". El punto es que no sé qué es lo que tengo que ser, claro está que si contamos con que tengo que ser algo. Sino la 2da opción es la que se aplica.
De todas formas, tengo la esperanza de "tener que ser" algo por más mínimo que esto sea.
Aportaré??? Eso sí que no tengo ni la más remota idea..
No me da igual la indiferencia. Si, insegura de repente (como dice el tema de los Babasonicos... tema que está sonando en este momento). Fuck! Qué onda todo esto????
No entiendo nada en estos momentos.
Las largas charlas solo me aportan para saber que parece ser que las cosas no son para mi. Nada de nada.
Mierda! Qué negativa que estoy.
Es más, me doy cuenta que solo escribo acá cuando estoy así.
"You get what you want. But not what you need... stupid girl". A esta altura ya no estoy segura ni de eso, bue... lo de stupid girl de eso si estoy segura.
Es decir: qué es exactamente lo que quiero??? No tengo idea.
Qué es lo que necesito???? Mucho menos tengo idea de esto.
Debería romper los hábitos... pero cómo?????
No está en mi ser eso. Los límites, aunque uno no los vea siempre están. Malditas construcciones mentales.
En estos momentos estoy odiando a Sigmund Froid. No sé por qué lo relacioné.
Creo que si algún día, un psicologo lee esto... tal vez se entretenga ananlizandome.
Mal no me haría. jajaja.
Debería empezar... pero algo que no conozco me lo impide.
Mejor me voy a dormir.
04.22 am es una hora bastante avanzada para alguién que pretende estudiar (obvio, no en este momento. Pero tal vez mañana tempranito)
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12.4.09
Placebo: Battle For The Sun. The First Review Of Their New Album
Fuente: The Quietus
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By Toby Cook, April 7th, 2009 08:04
Trumpets? Handclaps? Epic post rock? Placebo fan Toby Cook is mildly concerned after hearing their new album
‘Kitty Litter’
Let’s be honest, this is a pretty dreadful song title. However, any concerns that it is an indication of the quality of the song itself are dispensed with within about two seconds. The opening track of Placebo’s fifth studio album, Battle For The Sun, goes straight for the carotid artery, and is instantly reminiscent of the band’s more musically aggressive moments like ‘Brick Shithouse’ or ‘Bulletproof Cupid’. A very punk, route-and-octave guitar part opens the track before a gut punching kick-drum leads us into the main body of the tune. One thing that has arguably coloured Placebo’s career, since their eponymous debut, has been an unwillingness to operate as a straight forward rock band, but ‘Kitty Litter’ is for the most part a constant, up-tempo, head-banger. No plinky plonky piano or effects laden guitar parts here, just three guys with three instruments, going for it. That is until a rather ill-judged Bloc Party-esque hand clap interlude. Molko seems up beat – the lyrics express a desire for a particular individual’s attentions, as opposed to the usual laments of how that individual has tormented him.
‘Ashtray Heart’
The intro here is not dissimilar to that of the previous track, and is almost exactly the same tempo, except for the curious decision to include a stylophone part. On the plus side, this is another out and out rock number, again displaying the group’s punkish aesthetic – which may account for the shouted, fist pumping vocal backing, post chorus. It may appear curious that for a track that takes its name from a Captain Beefheart song, there appears to be no reference musically or lyrically to his musical ouevre. Though in the interests of pub quiz trivia, Ashtray Heart was allegedly the band’s original name, before switching to Placebo.
‘Battle For The Sun’
The title track from the LP, and initially a far more familiar sounding Placebo appears. Discordant guitar layers, and anguished vocals, set to rim-shot heavy drums leads to an opening verse which stylistically at least is a kin to the likes of QOTSA; a soundtrack for speeding, top down, along a parched desert highway, straight towards the rapidly setting sun. But then an almighty shift – Placebo go epic, calling to mind Biffy Clyro’s ‘Living Is A Problem Because Everything Dies’. Kitchen sink and all is thrown straight in as the chorus erupts, almost out of nothing. Whirling strings and hammering piano notes are shoehorned in with at least two guitar parts. This over-builds to the point where any sort of climax is bound to be slightly disappointing. For those of you familiar with Spaced, Tim (Simon Pegg)’s explanation of masturbation could just as easily be applied to the conclusion of this song.
‘For What It’s Worth’
A very garage rock-esque opening here, with dirty, speaker cone rupturing, distorted bass backing familiar expressions of self-loathing from Molko. By the time we start to get into the track however, again the band change tack again as the tune becomes almost d-beat in its rhythmic make up. What happens at roughly two minutes in, has to go down as one of the most bizarre, and unexplainable thing I have ever heard however: the track stops, and we’re treated to about 5 seconds of (what I’m pretty sure is) the Tetris theme music, before starting again. There is still a part of me that hopes this will not appear on the album when it’s finally released, and that it was simply a ruse to completely dumbfound a room full of hacks. Like the momentarily appearing penis in Fight Club.
‘Devil In The Details’
Although not filler or bad by any means, the songs so far have all felt quite similar and this is no different. One of the beauties of Placebo’s earlier work, especially around Without You I’m Nothing and Black Market Music, was that interspersed between the uptempo, pop-grunge songs, were minimal, down beat affairs like ‘Blue American’ or ‘Burger Queen’. Alarmingly anything resembling this side of the band’s personality seems to be missing so far. Again with ‘Devil In The Details’ we get the starts-odd-then-goes-epic approach. Admittedly, the sustained almost choral synth intro has a very haunting quality and adds a depth to the track.
‘Bright Lights’
The Killers. That’s all I can think for almost the duration of ‘Bright Lights’. Whilst the track is far from being a ‘Mr. Brightside’, with its incessant Casio keyboard noise appearing at every conceivable opportunity, it would only look slightly out of place on Hot Fuzz. Even lyrically this is feels like a lazy effort, with Molko repeating ad-nausum the insipid phrase: “A heart that hurts is a heart that works”. Dreadful.
‘Speak In Tongues’
Subtle, progressive, considered piano notes and driving bass form the backing for a series of delicate, plucked guitar harmonics that make for a welcome change of pace. But, alas it does not last, and before long the tempo is upped and everything becomes grandiose and epic. A lone, hastily strummed guitar marks a break for the chorus, but again it is short lived as everything is thrown in for the crescendo. Curiously, in another moment of journalist-confusing weirdness, the track contains brief moments of what sounds like a mobile phone ringing. So much so that during the playback, all heads pop-up, meerkat like, looking for the culprit.
‘The Never-Ending Why’
At this point I’m starting to ask myself a similar question to Brian. An ode to frustration, ‘The Never-Ending Why’ forces yet more instruments into an already overcrowded mix. As the track progresses, understated vocal harmonies underpin an otherwise melancholic feel and add a much needed cohesion to things. Even though there seems to be little need for it, yet more brass instruments appear as the tune once again broods and swells. This veers into the territory of the post rock epic with moments of, admittedly well engineered, high pitched Mono-esque guitar work.
‘Julien’
Now we seem to be getting somewhere. A very electro, synth bass opening – bringing to mind Meds, ‘Infra-red’ or ‘Blind’. On first listen this could almost be a low-end loop from a drum & bass number. Thankfully the darker, depressive tendencies of the group at last seem to have fought their way through but it doesn’t last for long. Just as the song seems to be unfurling into a genuinely engrossing three or four minute journey into lyrical androgyny - that same driving, kick-drum lead tempo from the opening numbers is back. But this is a good tune and will no doubt be released as a single at a later date.
‘Happy You’re Gone’
The minimal, melancholic opening is a familiar staple of the Without You I’m Nothing days, but soon enough that same driving tempo comes on like the rush of liquid sugar, injected into your eyeballs. No questionable instrumentation this time, but possibly they had a few more hours left with the string section before the money ran out, because as competently arranged as it is, you can’t help but feel that the track (and by extension, the whole album) would have benefited from a less liberal usage of it. Molko seems to be in genuine agony as throat lacerating cries of “every word from you is a lie” sibilate and carve through the ever more consuming noise.
‘Breathe Underwater’
A dirty, garage rock tinged bass line sets things off before swathes of heavily distorted, high key guitar chords introduce what is actually a pretty ballsy rock song. As the track progresses the drums move into some clichéd, but well executed tom work. On an album so far full of often overly contrived, epic jaunts – this is three plus minutes of welcome relief.
‘Come Undone’
Thick, warm, barely distorted guitar chords, and lightly plucked harmonics again invite comparisons in style to Mono. As it meanders its way along we are at last treated to that other staple of the Placebo roster: Molko’s inane ability to make rather naff, schoolboy rhymes sound plausible – on this occasion opting to rhyme ‘toss’ with ‘cross’ and ‘loss..t’. Before long though the track has again built in to an epic, post rock taunting affair, before closing with what sounds like the Tardis appearing. Weird? Yes. Very.
‘Kings Of Medicine’
And thus we reach the final composition of Placebo’s Battle For The Sun odyssey (and this isn't a term I'm using lightly) and an acoustic guitar raises its head timorously. Accompanied at first solely by Molko’s gravelled voice, soon enough he is joined by every instrument that has ever been invented. It seems that the sound of Placebo circa 2009 is one of a thick, almost impenetrable, wall of sound. Muted trumpets, hand claps, stabbed piano keys and that damned Casio all contend for attention. This may well be an audio puzzle to solve with more listens but on first encounter it presented an occasional barrier to enjoyment.
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