Musikk jeg liker – Depeche Mode

Jeg har tenkt ei stund på at jeg burde skrive litt om mer perifere ting enn litteratur og transkjønn. Musikk (for eksempel) er ikke noen stor del av livet mitt, men i perioder er jeg avhengig. Det sære med min musikkinteresse er at den er ganske avhengig av låt-tekstene. Jeg er rett og slett et ganske tekstbasert menneske.

Likevel prøver jeg stadig å utvide min horisont og for tida betyr det Bronski Beat, Depeche Mode og The Cure. Så når Johnny blogger om Depeche Mode så glimrende som han gjør, da ble jeg inspirert. I likhet med ham setter jeg pris på det homoerotiske aspektet, ikke bare i denne låta.

De har også en del tekster som jeg syns er veldig bra, f.eks. denne (med hilsen til GID-klinikken):

I’m not sure what I’m looking for anymore
I just know that I’m harder to console
I don’t see who I’m trying to be instead of me
But the key is a question of control

Can you say what you’re trying to play anyway
I just pay while you’re breaking all the rules
All the signs that I find have been underlined
Devils thrive on the drive that is fueled

All this running around, well it’s getting me down
Just give me a pain that I’m used to
I don’t need to believe all the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve something that rings true

There’s a hole in your soul like an animal
With no conscience, repentance unknown
Close your eyes, pay the price for your paradise
Devils feed on the seeds that are sown

I can’t conceal what I feel, what I know is real
No mistaking the faking, I care
With a prayer in the air I will leave it there
On a note full of hope not despair

All this running around, well it’s getting me down
Just give me a pain that I’m used to
I don’t need to believe all the dreams you conceive
You just need to achieve something that rings true

All this running around, well it’s getting me down
Just give me a pain that I’m used to
I don’t need to believe all the dreams you concieve
You just need to achieve something that rings true

Eller:

New life

I stand still stepping on the shady streets
And I watch that man to a stranger
You think you only know me when you turn on the light
Now the room is lit with danger

Complicating, circulating
New life, new life
Operating, generating
New life, new life

Transition to another place
So the time will pass more slowly
Features fuse and your shadow’s red
Like a film I’ve seen now show me

Complicating, circulating
New life, new life
Operating, generating
New life, new life

Your face is hidden and we’re out of sight
And the road just leads to nowhere
The stranger in the door is the same as before
So the question answer’s nowhere

Complicating, circulating
New life, new life
Operating, generating
New life, new life

I stand still stepping on the shady streets
And I watch that man to a stranger
Think you only know me when you turn on the light
Now the room is lit, red danger

Complicating, circulating
New life, new life
Operating, generating
New life, new life