Recoil -
Unsound Methods
rok vydání: 1997žánr: ambient / electronica / experimental
profil interpreta:
Recoil je projekt dnes již bývalého člena Depeche Mode Alana Wildera,který sloužil jako tzv.odbytiště skladeb,které nebyly použity skupinou.Po odchodu z DM v roce 1995 se pro Wildera Recoil stává primární cíl.Svou hudební podobou (vyjádřování čtením různých básní a příběhů, které podkresluje jeho barvitá hudba)se řadí k naprosté originalitě na nynější hudební scéně.
editoval: hyneczek
HODNOCENÍ
9/10
9/10
hyneczek 
tak skvělou (trhající nervy) záležitost jako je "Luscious Apparatus" už asi dlouho neuslyším!#
# Carla was on her break from the
# graveyard shift at the mayonnaise factory
# She sat at a teetering picnic table,
# there was a toxic orange moon
# and it was slightly cold
# Carla took out her knife and began etching
# random words into the table's surface
# Then, she thought of her co-worker Jack
# Carla liked to think of Jack
# as a luscious apparatus
# He was meaty but graceful
# His flesh seemed folded onto his body
# like a suit made of meat
# Carla started to think of Jack as a
# luscious apparatus in a meat suit
# Thinking this gave Carla a dreamy smile
# Her mouth was small to begin with
# but dreaming made it even smaller
# That's just how some people are,
# their mouths get smaller with dreams
# Carla's small mouth was dreaming
# as her knife began carving a poem into the table
# I like hot voids, smooth pants, lazy beds in the rain
# I like tongue petals, lather, a blistering sun
# but what I like best is the worship
# of a luscious apparatus
# When Carla was done carving
# she went back to her work station
# and scooped shiny white goop into jars
# That's just how some people are,
# their mouths get smaller with dreaming
# The next day Jack took his own 1am lunch break
# at the same picnic table
# He noticed the poem carved into the wood
# Although he didn't know who had written it,
# he coincidentally thought
# 'Luscious Apparatus' aptly described him
# So he took out his own knife and wrote
# 'luscious apparatus was here'
# After a few days both Jack and Carla
# happened to sit at the picnic table
# at the same time
# They both started to look
# at the things carved in the table
# Then they looked at each other
# They knew who each other was
# Carla's mouth got small and dreamy,
# Jack's eyes got round and hot
# When they got done
# with the graveyard shift
# They went back to Jack's apartment
# and had sex
# Wordless sex, slow sex,
# fast sex, talking sex
# Sex like animals have,
# sex like boys have, sex like girls have
# Sex upside down, sex inside out
# Sex with grins, sex with tears
# Sex, sex, sex Then she noticed the knife by the side of Jack's bed
# Jack picked the knife up And Carla knew at once
# that Jack's wounds were from carving himself
# Jack was trying to carve poems into himself
# and now he wanted to carve some in her
# This was where she drew the line
# She'd have any kind of sex but not with a knife
# When Carla refused to let Jack carve her up,
# Jack felt cheated and misled
# He felt that by carving a poem in the table
# Carla had been begging to be carved upon
# Carla didn't see it that way at all
# She got up and started putting on her clothes
# Jack went nuts, he was coming at her with a knife
# Carla was scared, Carla was shaking and sweating
# Then, because she was small and could move fast
# she ducked and Jack tripped and fell
# and impaled himself in the arm with his own knife
# He howled and howled and Carla got the hell out of there fast
# Carla didn't think of Jack as a luscious apparatus after that
tak skvělou (trhající nervy) záležitost jako je "Luscious Apparatus" už asi dlouho neuslyším!#
# Carla was on her break from the
# graveyard shift at the mayonnaise factory
# She sat at a teetering picnic table,
# there was a toxic orange moon
# and it was slightly cold
# Carla took out her knife and began etching
# random words into the table's surface
# Then, she thought of her co-worker Jack
# Carla liked to think of Jack
# as a luscious apparatus
# He was meaty but graceful
# His flesh seemed folded onto his body
# like a suit made of meat
# Carla started to think of Jack as a
# luscious apparatus in a meat suit
# Thinking this gave Carla a dreamy smile
# Her mouth was small to begin with
# but dreaming made it even smaller
# That's just how some people are,
# their mouths get smaller with dreams
# Carla's small mouth was dreaming
# as her knife began carving a poem into the table
# I like hot voids, smooth pants, lazy beds in the rain
# I like tongue petals, lather, a blistering sun
# but what I like best is the worship
# of a luscious apparatus
# When Carla was done carving
# she went back to her work station
# and scooped shiny white goop into jars
# That's just how some people are,
# their mouths get smaller with dreaming
# The next day Jack took his own 1am lunch break
# at the same picnic table
# He noticed the poem carved into the wood
# Although he didn't know who had written it,
# he coincidentally thought
# 'Luscious Apparatus' aptly described him
# So he took out his own knife and wrote
# 'luscious apparatus was here'
# After a few days both Jack and Carla
# happened to sit at the picnic table
# at the same time
# They both started to look
# at the things carved in the table
# Then they looked at each other
# They knew who each other was
# Carla's mouth got small and dreamy,
# Jack's eyes got round and hot
# When they got done
# with the graveyard shift
# They went back to Jack's apartment
# and had sex
# Wordless sex, slow sex,
# fast sex, talking sex
# Sex like animals have,
# sex like boys have, sex like girls have
# Sex upside down, sex inside out
# Sex with grins, sex with tears
# Sex, sex, sex Then she noticed the knife by the side of Jack's bed
# Jack picked the knife up And Carla knew at once
# that Jack's wounds were from carving himself
# Jack was trying to carve poems into himself
# and now he wanted to carve some in her
# This was where she drew the line
# She'd have any kind of sex but not with a knife
# When Carla refused to let Jack carve her up,
# Jack felt cheated and misled
# He felt that by carving a poem in the table
# Carla had been begging to be carved upon
# Carla didn't see it that way at all
# She got up and started putting on her clothes
# Jack went nuts, he was coming at her with a knife
# Carla was scared, Carla was shaking and sweating
# Then, because she was small and could move fast
# she ducked and Jack tripped and fell
# and impaled himself in the arm with his own knife
# He howled and howled and Carla got the hell out of there fast
# Carla didn't think of Jack as a luscious apparatus after that