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October 29, 2001 |
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neumu.net |
Tapping into the melancholy of Haruki Murakami's existential
anti-heroes
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In recent weeks, the writing of the brilliant Japanese author
Haruki Murakami and the latest music from Garbage have intersected
in my world. For Murakami, things aren't what they seem. A
seemingly solid relationship is actually about to combust;
an old dry well is a passageway to a world of the psyche;
our souls can meet, on occasion, when we dream. For Garbage,
pop, rock and electronic sounds, sounds that can seem to simply
rock or make us dance, are paired with dark, disturbing lyrics
that at times portray hopelessness.
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While dropping by the New York offices of my friend's management
company earlier this year, I got to hear a few tracks off
Garbage's latest album, their third, beautifulgarbage. Before
playing "Cherry Lips (Go Baby Go)," I was told (warned?)
that this album's sound was a bit different from that of Garbage's
previous releases.
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This was a more mainstream album, I was led to believe;
Garbage were leaving behind the "Modern Rock" world
they grew up in and heading... where? The middle of the road?
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Listening in the office that day to "Cherry Lips (Go
Baby Go)" and the ballad "Cup of Coffee," I
worried that the album was going to be a big disappointment.
After all, it was the offbeat pop sounds producer/musician
Butch Vig and his musical collaborators Duke Erickson and
Steve Marker created that set up Shirley Manson's lyrics and
vocals. Tone down the sound of Garbage, and what would you
have? Could Manson maintain the edge?
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