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The stench of death permeated the white walls that enclosed them. The trolley was wheeled round, and some had dozens. Some had colours of every description. Some rocked back and forth in desperation. Only one had a copy of 'Don't Ask Don't Tell' by Come, because it was the only album he managed to pick up before being committed. You can cry your eyes out until there are no more tears left in the ocean, only to be told to shut the fuck up. You can share a tiny little dark room with a stranger who is equally as disturbed. You smuggled in a walkman. You smuggled in 'Don't Ask Don't Tell' by Come, the follow-up to their acclaimed debut. You liked their debut a lot until your record player broke. That's why you bought the follow-up on cassette, then years later, on CD. It captured the dark swamp you were enclosed in. You were the one trapped with that stranger crying your eyes out. You listened to this album by Come and then doubted the claim that music was ever meant to be 'entertainment' in the first place. Surely, it was always meant to be art? Surely, it was always meant to be music that would be able to take you places? So, we need music that is agressive, as well as soft. We need music that is pretty as well as music that is ugly. We need music that is background as well as we need music that rips your ears off. 'Don't Ask Don't Tell' by Come is music that approaches being unapproachable. It isn't pretty, yet equally, it's far from being avant-garde, or sheer noise. The guitars chime deliriously, the bass and drums create that feeling of foreboding. The female vocals have grit and blues and sound like the dying death throes of Janis Joplin. Well, in spirit. I'm glad i'm still alive to tell the tale. this page last updated 21/07/07 MP3 Streaming | Message Board | News & Articles | Music Review Sites | Poetry | Ratings At A Glance Guest Book | Shorts & Promos | Singles Bar | Top 100 Albums | CD List
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