(ðąðððð ðžðððð, ðŧðð ðļððððððððððððð, ðžððĒ ðļðžðð ðļ00ðŋ)
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| Photo credit: Stuart Mostyn |
after a break caused by several important anniversaries, today we return to our beloved Placebo Lullabies.
Tonight is going to be special. I have two gems that give the term Placebo lullaby its true meaning.
I chose these two songs from ðððð album today also because they were both part of Placebo's ðđðð ððŦðĒðŊððð ððĻð§ðððŦð ðĒð§ ðððĨððĪðĻðð, ð ðŦðð§ðð, ðĻð§ ððŪð ðŪðŽð ðð, ðððððđ and followed each other, so it was very easy to upload a video with both songs at once.
So today you can enjoy a unique concert with Brian's fragile expression of a shy puppy, which I personally really love and recommend to anyone who doesn't know Placebo yet.
ðððĐ'ðĻ ððĪ ðĐðĪ ðĐðð ððð§ðĻðĐ ðĻðĪðĢð...
A ballad that I just had to listen to over and over again...
And even now, I play it several times in a row when I'm feeling down.
ðđðķ 'ðð ððð ðððð ððððð ðð ððððððð 'ðđðķ
ðđððððĒððĒððĨ ððŪððĒðĻ
https://bit.ly/3XfUZog
The 12th track from the dark album MEDS.
Apart from the album version there's also a demo with slightly different lyrics which can be found on the “Meds” Special edition.
ðđ'ðð ððð ðððð ððððð ðð ððððððð ' ðððĶðĻ ðððŦðŽðĒðĻð§
https://bit.ly/3k397mh
So dark, so melancholic, so intense... almost hypnotic... Leonard Cohen's influence is absolutely clear in this song.
I'm always struck at first by Brian's low-pitched voice, full of total surrender to bitter reality.
“ððĶðģðš ðŪðķðĪðĐ ðŠðŊðīðąðŠðģðĶðĨ ðĢðš ððĶð°ðŊðĒðģðĨ ðð°ðĐðĶðŊ ðĒðŊðĨ ðĢðĶðŠðŊðĻ ð°ðŊ ðĩðĐðĶ ðīðĩðģðĶðĶðĩðī ðĶðĒðģððš ðŠðŊ ðĩðĐðĶ ðŪð°ðģðŊðŠðŊðĻ ðĒð§ðĩðĶðģ ðĒ ðŊðŠðĻðĐðĩ ð°ðķðĩ ðļðĐðĶðŊ ðĶð·ðĶðģðšð°ðŊðĶ ðĶððīðĶ ðŠðī ðĻð°ðŠðŊðĻ ðĩð° ðļð°ðģðŽ.”
(ððĩðž, ðžðððð ðļ00ðž)
"ððĩ ðŠðī 7ðĒðŪ ðŠðŊ ðĩðĐðĶ ðŪð°ðģðŊðŠðŊðĻ, ðĶð·ðĶðģðšð°ðŊðĶ ðŠðī ð°ð§ð§ ðĩð° ðļð°ðģðŽ ðĒðŊðĨ ðšð°ðķ, ðšð°ðķ'ðģðĶ ðŦðķðīðĩ ðļðĒðŊðĨðĶðģðŠðŊðĻ ðĩðĐðĶ ðīðĩðģðĶðĶðĩðī. ð ð°ðķ ðĻðĶðĩ ðĐð°ðŪðĶ, ðšð°ðķ ðð°ð°ðŽ ðĒðĩ ðšð°ðķðģðīðĶðð§ ðŠðŊ ðĩðĐðĶ ðŪðŠðģðģð°ðģ ðĒðŊðĨ ðšð°ðķ ðīðĒðš 'ððĐðš ðĒðŪ ð ððŠðŽðĶ ðĩðĐðŠðī? ð ðąðģð°ðŪðŠðīðĶðĨ ðŪðšðīðĶðð§ ðŊðĶð·ðĶðģ ðĩð° ðĨð° ðĩðĐðŠðī ðĒðĻðĒðŠðŊ ðĒðŊðĨ ðĐðĶðģðĶ ð ðĒðŪ ðĒðĻðĒðŠðŊ." ð ð°ðķ ð§ðĶðĶð ðŪðĒðģðĻðŠðŊðĒð, ðĒðīðŠðĨðĶ ðĩðĐðĶ ðąððĒðŊðĶðĩ. ððĐðĶ ðģðĶðīðĩ ð°ð§ ðĩðĐðĶ ðļð°ðģððĨ ðŠðī ððŠð·ðŠðŊðĻ, ðĨð°ðŠðŊðĻ ðĩðĐðĶðŠðģ ðŦð°ðĢ, ðĒðŊðĨ ðšð°ðķ, ðšð°ðķ ðļðĶðģðĶ ðĨðĶðĪðĒðĨðĶðŊðĩ ðĒðŊðĨ ððĶðŊðŠðĶðŊðĩ ðĩð°ðļðĒðģðĨðī ðšð°ðķðģðīðĶðð§. ð ð°ðķ ðĒðģðĶ ðŊð°ðĩ ðĐðĒðąðąðš ðĒðĢð°ðķðĩ ðŠðĩ, ðšð°ðķ ðð°ð°ðŽ ðĒðĩ ðšð°ðķðģðīðĶðð§ ðŠðŊ ðĩðĐðĶ ðŪðŠðģðģð°ðģ ðĒðŊðĨ ðšð°ðķ ðĩðĐðŠðŊðŽ "ð ðĐðĒðĩðĶ ðšð°ðķ, ð ðĪðĒðŊ'ðĩ ðīðĩðĒðŊðĨ ðšð°ðķ ðĒðŊðšðŪð°ðģðĶ."
(ðððð ðžðð, ð°ðððð ðļ00ðž)
For me, ⭐'ðð ððð ðððð ððððð ðð ððððððð'⭐ is a recurring misunderstanding of the narrator's life journey...
As if, thanks to a certain loop in reality, he kept experiencing the same thing...
A wild night full of drug highs and sex and a bitter morning when he is disgusted with himself when he looks in the mirror...
Everyone else wakes up to normal life...
And he again judges his experience as the height of hypocrisy, because it was yet another night as an escape from himself...
ðđ„...ððŊ ðĩðĐðĶ ðĪð°ððĨ ððŠðĻðĐðĩ ð°ð§ ðŪð°ðģðŊðŠðŊðĻ ...ðļðĐðŠððĶ ðĶð·ðĶðģðšð°ðŊðĶ'ðī ðšðĒðļðŊðŠðŊðĻ ...ð ð°ðķ'ðģðĶ ðĐðŠðĻðĐ
...ððŊ ðĩðĐðĶ ðĪð°ððĨ ððŠðĻðĐðĩ ð°ð§ ðŪð°ðģðŊðŠðŊðĻ ...ð ð°ðķ'ðģðĶ ðĨðģðķðŊðŽ ðīðŠðĪðŽ ð§ðģð°ðŪ ðļðĐð°ðģðŠðŊðĻ ðĒðŊðĨ ðĐðŠðĻðĐ
...ððĩðĒðģðŠðŊðĻ ðĢðĒðĪðŽ ð§ðģð°ðŪ ðĩðĐðĶ ðŪðŠðģðģð°ðģðī ...ð ð§ðĒðĪðĶ ðĩðĐðĒðĩ ðšð°ðķ ðĨð°ðŊ'ðĩ ðģðĶðĪð°ðĻðŊðŠðīðĶ
...ððĩ'ðī ðĒ ðð°ðīðĶðģ, ðĒ ðīðŠðŊðŊðĶðģ, ðĒ ðĪð°ðĪðŽ ðŠðŊ ðĒ ðĨðŠððĨð°'ðī ðĨðŠðīðĻðķðŠðīðĶ ...ððŊ ðĩðĐðĶ ðĪð°ððĨ ððŠðĻðĐðĩ...“ðđ
Although I've never tried hard drugs, this song is a reliable way for me to feel even worse in moments of self-disgust and enjoy the feeling, as crazy as it sounds.
It's a way for me to cry about not being in control of my life, and I know that relief will come right after because I will feel hope in my heart.
Hope for another day.
That everything I failed again will pass with the sunrise and I can try again.
And that I don't have to repeat the same mistake again.
For me personally, it's a beautiful and honest ballad about hope.
In the morning I will hear the kettle with hot water whistling again and the day will begin full of new opportunities for change.
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Photo credit: Vincent Lignier |
If the first ballad is about hope, the second one is about pure human pain and knowing other forms of love.
ðđðķ'ððððððð ððð ððððð'ðđðķ
The ninth track from MEDS.
ðđððððĒððĒððĨ ððŪððĒðĻ
https://bit.ly/3ZqIDLM
ðđðððĶðĻ ðððŦðŽðĒðĻð§
https://bit.ly/3QvF82m
ðđðŽ ððððð ððð ðððð ðð ðð “ððððððð ððð ððððð”✨
ðĐðððð: It's about destructive, violent relationships. After having written it, I realized that it might be a family relationship as well as a love one. A lot of songs - mostly country - talk about women being hit by their husbands. On the contrary, in “Pierrot the clown”, the target of the violence is a man. A vulnerable man, trapped in a violent and destructive relationship. The title of this track reflects my obsession with clowns and my passion for the circus. In high school, I even thought about getting into a school for clowns and become a...
ðšððððð: (teasing) That's what you do!
ðĐðððð: (Laughter) But fortunately for everyone, I was accepted at university! When I was a kid, I would go to the circus. It was a celebration, but a person, Pierrot, was always sad. I felt compassion for him. Pierrot the Clown, it's also the role played by David Bowie in his video Ashes To Ashes. It's a powerful image for me, with which I wanted to express how you can feel alone in a couple, how much you can let yourself being beaten physically and mentally by someone. Very cheerful, huh? "
(ðððð ðžðð, ð°ðððð ðļ00ðž)
Brian's voice so intimate again.... I'm very sensitive to these ballads, where the musical arrangement only very subtly adds to what initially gives this song its soul...
Brian's voice expressing the story of the narrator.
ðđ„ððĶðĒð·ðĶ ðŪðĶ ðĢððĶðĶðŠðŊðĻ ð°ðŊ ðĩðĐðĶ ðĢðĶðĨ, ðīðĶðĶ ðšð°ðķ ðģðŠðĻðĐðĩ ðĢðĒðĪðŽ ðĐðĶðģðĶ ðĩð°ðŪð°ðģðģð°ðļ, ð§ð°ðģ ðĩðĐðĶ ðŊðĶðđðĩ ðģð°ðķðŊðĨ.
ððĶðĶðą ðĩðĐðŠðī ðīðĪðĶðŊðĶ ðŠðŊðīðŠðĨðĶ ðšð°ðķðģ ðĐðĶðĒðĨ, ðĒðī ðĩðĐðĶ ðĢðģðķðŠðīðĶðī ðĩðķðģðŊ ðĩð° ðšðĶððð°ðļ, ðĒðŊðĨ ðĩðĐðĶ ðīðļðĶðððŠðŊðĻ ðĻð°ðĶðī ðĨð°ðļðŊ....“ðđ
Thanks to the clear message in the text, we don't have to doubt the desperation of this story...
But we can only speculate if Brian experienced the weight of physical abuse first hand.
ðđ„ððĶðŪðĶðŪðĢðĶðģðĶðĨ ðĒðð ðĩðĐðĶ ðĩðĐðŠðŊðĻðī ðšð°ðķ'ðĨ ðīðĒðš, ðĐð°ðļ ðšð°ðķðģ ðąðģð°ðŪðŠðīðĶðī ðļðĶðŊðĩ ðĐð°ððð°ðļ, ðĒðī ðšð°ðķ ðĩðĐðģðĶðļ ðŪðĶ ðĩð° ðĩðĐðĶ ðĻðģð°ðķðŊðĨ...“
„...ððĐðĶðŊ ðŠ ðĨðģðĶðĒðŪ, ðŠ ðĨðģðĶðĒðŪ ð°ð§ ðšð°ðķðģ ððŠðąðī, ðļðĐðĶðŊ ðŠ ðĨðģðĶðĒðŪ, ðŠ ðĨðģðĶðĒðŪ ð°ð§ ðšð°ðķðģ ðŽðŠðīðī,
...ðļðĐðĶðŊ ðŠ ðĨðģðĶðĒðŪ, ðŠ ðĨðģðĶðĒðŪ ð°ð§ ðšð°ðķðģ ð§ðŠðīðĩðī, ðšð°ðķðģ ð§ðŠðīðĩðī, ðšð°ðķðģ ð§ðŠðīðĩðī...“ðđ
This is the lullaby that always makes me cry when I let myself get carried away by this sad musical energy at night before bed.
Brian, in the form of a crying Pierrot, is in my mind and I can only add to that - 'ðŽðððĐ ððĪððĻðĢ'ðĐ ð ððĄðĄ ðŪðĪðŠ ðĒðð ððĻ ðŪðĪðŠ ðĻðĐð§ðĪðĢððð§.'
If the victim of abuse gets over such brutal life experiences and understands their meaning, if he can then forgive himself and the other person with love, he will find his value and achieve a very deep spiritual knowledge.
⭐'ðð ððð ðððð ððððð ðð ððððððð' was played live only 4 times and ⭐'ððððððð ððð ððððð' 6 times.
I think it's a great shame because these songs are also indicators of Brian's masterful songwriting talent and Placebo's music made them unforgettable gems.
Dear friends, my post ends today. Enjoy part of this private concert from 2006, and as always, I look forward to hearing your feelings about these two wonderful lullabies. Tell me, which one do you like better and why? And how do you like the demo versions.
ð◾Have a good night and take care of yourselves.◾ð
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