Already the first two pieces Welcome To My World and Angel leave the avoidance of doubt, that here the very thick package is tied, it deafened and pumps, which give the tubes, Gahan is the devil (I penetrate your soul, bleed into your dreams) , sometimes flattering, sometimes aggressive and edgy. Heaven painfully familiar and yourself or just liked by those who are less familiar with history and oeuvre, a hymn-schwerblütiger tearjerker, the dripping pathos from every pore, and one has yet to eggs. After Secret To The End, at the Chorus One must learn to get used to that thumping drum sets and more than fine, instrumental closing part can be a but again no choice but to press as the LikeIt button. The set for the following My Little Universe is a piece that has not existed in the past albums so and that you longed for to the more: The techno bleeps of VCMG, Gore can howl lonely soul on the doubled track ("Here I am king, I decide everything, I let no-one in ") and the beat is sick about it are you have long to wait for such a number.
Those who wanted to make the reference chain to Construction Time Again previously, may say for the subsequent Slow short Ultra alienated Slide Guitar too thick angerührtem Blues, the track stomps in dusty boots sedate through the region, immediately afterwards go with Broken back yet Music for the a few vintages Masses, the rhythm machine tickert, Gahan's timbre warm and gentle when he sings about the age of innocence, as guitar texture, very fine fabric. As sure as the sorry! Amen in the Black Mass to follow: The theatrical, yet heart warming soul of Martin Gore (The Child Inside) and the bratzig rattling dance track SoftTouch / Raw Nerve, both are in their own way to the cherished standards and both succeed in the usual manner.
Goods on the last album Sounds Of The Universe a whole series of half-baked numbers that allowed better unmentioned one arrives at Delta Machine indeed at any of the pieces really over: Should Be Higher marks equal to the next mood Speak, Gahan croont for mass that this song live, he comes into the program, will love the really big bash. Alone makes the perfect pair of opposites, dramatic gloom that blows so massive that the membranes to tear threaten I couldnt save your soul no hope anywhere. Well, and then yet again the hook to Personal Jesus and his local Entsprechnung Soothe My Soul has the same Drive, sits precisely similar, and even that is done for show and stage. Until one or two years they had gently dimmed the light at this point and put forward the farewell in a whisper, it fits this album that Gahan, Gore and Fletcher in the end once again drive all machines on maximum power and go back to the bombastic sweeping blow Goodbye than proof and expression regained self-confidence, who wants it blame them. Delta Machine has become a BestOf album literally without old pieces, but after long-standing patterns, a rousing showcase that hardly anyone could expect in this quality and impact. mapambulo: blog