ULTRA (1997)
Ultra est le neuvième album studio du groupe anglais Depeche Mode sorti le 14 avril 1997. C’est leur premier album sans Alan Wilder depuis 1983.
À l’instar de son prédécesseur, Ultra fait une utilisation non négligeable de la guitare et de la batterie, mais c’est toujours le synthétiseur, instrument de prédilection du groupe, qui prédomine, et il se fait plus présent. Les singles extraits de l’album sont Barrel of Gun, It’s no Good, Home et Useless.
Ultra se distingue cependant de par son atmosphère ténébreuse qui reflète d’une certaine manière la gravité des événements autour du groupe à l’époque (départ d’Alan Wilder et tentative de suicide en 1995 suivie l’année d’après d’une overdose presque fatale de speedball de Dave Gahan). (Source : Wikipedia)
ULTRA
TRACKLIST
1. Barrel of a Gun (05:36)
2. The Love Thieves (06:34)
3. Home (05:42)
4. It’s No Good (05:58)
5. Uselink (02:21)
6. Useless (05:12)
7. Sister of Night (05:57)
8. Jazz Thieves (02:54)
9. Freestate (06:40)
10. The Bottom Line (04:26)
11. Insight (05:10)
12. Junior Painkiller (02:10)
EXTRAITS DE L'ALBUM
LES SINGLES
BARREL OF A GUN
PAROLES
Do you mean this horny creep
Set upon weary feet
Who looks in need of sleep
That doesn’t come
This twisted, tortured mess
This bed of sinfulness
Who’s longing for some rest
And feeling numb
What do you expect of me
What is it you want?
Whatever you’ve planned for me
I’m not the one
A vicious appetite
Visits me each night
And won’t be satisfied
Won’t be denied
An unbearable pain
A beating in my brain
That leaves the mark of Cain
Right here inside
What am I supposed to do?
When everything that I’ve done
Is leading me to conclude
I’m not the one
Whatever I’ve done
I’ve been staring down the Barrel of a Gun
Is there something you need from me?
Are you having your fun?
I never agreed to be
Your Holy One
Whatever I’ve done
I’ve been staring down the Barrel of a Gun
I'S NO GOOD
PAROLES
I’m going to take my time
I have all the time in the world
To make you mine
It is written in the stars above
The gods decree
You’ll be right here by my side
Right next to me
You can run but you cannot hide
Don’t say you want me
Don’t say you need me
Don’t say you love me
It’s understood
Don’t say you’re happy
Out there without me
I know you can’t be
‘Cause it’s no good
I’ll be fine
I’ll be waiting patiently
Till you see the signs
And come running to my open arms
When will you realize
Do we have to wait till our worlds collide
Open up your eyes
You can’t turn back the tide
Don’t say you want me
Don’t say you need me
Don’t say you love me
It’s understood
Don’t say you’re happy
Out there without me
I know you can’t be
‘Cause it’s no good
I’m going to take my time
I have all the time in the world
To make you mine
It is written in the stars above
Don’t say you want me
Don’t say you need me
Don’t say you love me
It’s understood
Don’t say you’re happy
Out there without me
I know you can’t be
‘Cause it’s no good
HOME
PAROLES
Here’s a song
From the wrong side of town
Where I’m bound
To the ground
By the loneliest sound
That pounds from within
And it’s pinning me down
Here is a page
From the emptiest stage
A cage or the heaviest cross ever made
A gauge of the deadliest trap ever laid
And I thank you
For bringing me here
For showing me home
For singing these tears
Finally I’ve found
That I belong here
The heat and the sickliest
Sweet smelling sheets
That cling to the backs of my knees
And my feet
Well I’m drowning in time
To a desperate beat
And I thank you
For bringing me here
For showing me home
For singing these tears
Finally I’ve found
That I belong
Feels like home
I should have known
From my first breath
God send the only true friend
I call mine
Pretend that I’ll make amends
The next time
Befriended the glorious end of the line
And I thank you
For bringing me here
For showing me home
For singing these tears
Finally I’ve found
That I belong here
USELESS
PAROLES
Well it’s about time
It’s beginning to hurt
Time you made up your mind
Just what is it all worth
All my useless advice
All my hanging around
All your cutting down to size
All my bringing you down
Watch the clock on the wall
Feel the slowing of time
Hear a voice in the hall
Echoing in my mind
All your stupid ideals
You’ve got your head in the clouds
You should see how it feels
With your feet on the ground
Here I stand the accused
With your fist in my face
Feeling tired and bruised
With the bitterest taste
All my useless advice
All my hanging around
All your cutting down to size
All my bringing you down
All your stupid ideals
You’ve got your head in the clouds
You should see how it feels
With your feet on the ground
THE 12" SINGLES
ULTRA
