I see the end

There is a real sense of the situation of owning an uncontrollable heart in this first track. Such excitement is a joyous thing (as long as it doesn't stray into a medical condition) and encourages the body to exude all sorts of wonderful chemicals into the system, which may lead to a form of euphoria. It is all there naturally to be enjoyed, and better done so, without cheats, which tend to do nothing but exhaust overly. One of those 'natural' ways, is through that wonderfully complex notion and experience of love. This seems relevant. Similarly embued with wild emotion, it seems, is I See The End. Though a quick glance at the track list, and a read of the 'preamble', I can also see the end of a potentially rocky road of musical expression.

That is, by no means, a problem. This subject matter is integral to the human experience, so worth elucidating upon. Artists of many description have endeavoured to tackle such subject matter. All with varying degrees of success and accomplished reception. Here the sensation is quite raw and possibly fresh is another descriptive. I find it quite accessible, though I imagine it is not for all. The third track, is usually soothed by such platitudes involving fish in the sea etc., though I reiterate the raw experience can be felt, of such a unenviable position to be in. There is that rushing tumultuousness evident, which overwhelms with realisation and feeling.

I Can't Stop To Love You, becomes more rationally angled. Such a plea, which is how I see it in this sequence of eventualities, might form a last-ditch attempt at reconciliation, and is often based of logicality, perhaps to help contain and focus the irrational emotionality. Presuming that this was not successful, leads neatly to the next track, Needing To Be Mad. A general reaction to wallow in the wild, craziness of emotion and feeling, to avoid contemplation that offers little more than yearning and heart-ache. Sometimes this can be a release-valve, though in my mind the addition of intoxicants delays and confuses the more natural processes involved.

Loss of being, in this case, In Your Dangerous Blue Eyes, appears to be the next development and outcome of being mad for a while. It expresses total devotion beyond what is attainable, the ultimate self-sacrifice. I like the rolling, writhing gait of the electronics in The Smell of Your Skin. After all the complexities of emotion, it generally seems to boil down to friction! To end, Bad Evening and Bad Night, is the curious climactic come-down, that if not dreaded, almost seems to be the inevitable outcome of such a succession of events and experiences. Love and loss can be disproportionate, sometimes justified, sometimes amplified. As Skin sings: 'Just because it feels good, doesn't make it right'. I will add, not necessarily wrong either.