Album anything but trivial, among the top 5 that would take on a desert island! If the apex of Marillion (Fish period) is considered Misplaced Childhood, then surely the pinnacle of compositional Fish Clutching at Straws. The disc is a rock opera, progressive gender (amazingly, in 1987), which as a concept has alcoholism. Surely a record of previous Misplaced less experimental, suffered from the texts, long, so intrusive as to break up fights fights in the recording studio for the little space left musicians from the verbosity of the texts. Everything is focused on Torch, the protagonist, much of which is nothing more than a picture of Fish in the period. Torch is an alcoholic, separated from his wife, has children ... The lyrics are so full of pathos and refined, indescribably beautiful! The album should be listened to in one breath, dall'opener Hotel hobbies and after Warm Wet Circles, which together describe the bleak environment of the premises and suburbs attended by Torch. We descend into poverty until going under (only in the CD remaster which I recommend, since it is better than vinyl - for a time in the world). There comes a time in my opinion the lowest, reaching the lowest point on "Incommunicado" which is objectively disgusting, has nothing to do, and most importantly we have the first single ... a rock opera (
Then the b-side continues to very high levels, perhaps even more intensity, falling into the abyss with Torch Song and Sugar Mice, where it addressed the issue of family separation, until reaching the bitter end - The Last Straw - (reference the shortest straw, clutchin 'at the straws you really want to mean "get back to the lot in vain, leaving drag") that nothing exciting ever change ... the duet with the female voice.
" And if you ever come across us do not give us your sympathy
You can buy us a drink and just shake Our Hands
And you'll recognise by the reflection in Our Eyes That deep down inside we're all One and the Same We're clutching at straws
We're still drowning "
1987 - Progressive Rock - Rated: 10 and LODE (cazzo!)
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