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| Depeche
Mode - Black Celebration |
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Released
March 31, 1986 on Sire Records
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Long before the multi-million
selling Music For The Masses, Violator and Songs
Of Faith And Devotion albums, Depeche Mode were actually --
believe it or not -- a cult band with a fiercely devoted following
in the United States. But although big-time commercial success
had proved elusive until 1988, it was actually after the
band had produced its most cohesive album to date -- the one album
that succeeds best as a body of work -- that monetary rewards
and recognition actually rolled in. That album, ladies and gentlemen,
is Black Celebration.
What can I say about
Black Celebration? Well, I can start out by saying that
it is, by far, my favorite album, from what I consider to be one
of the most underrated bands on earth. A band that's been a frequent
target of critical derision despite the fact that the trends of
electronic music and brooding pop were embraced by the critical
cognoscenti years after Depeche Mode had breached those realms.
A band that's been unfairly categorized as "80s" despite the fact
that their greatest successes came after 1990. A band that's been
denied a rightful place as one of the most influential groups
of the last 20 years despite the fact that every artist who uses
electronic instruments to enhance or compose their sound owes
them a debt of gratitude.
I remember the day
in 1986 I bought Black Celebration and brought it home.
I don't think I've ever been as impressed with a record -- or
that any other record had made such a strong impact on me. Although
I'd been a fan of Depeche Mode's for a while, Black Celebration
was the record that really brought it all together for me. Listening
to it now, my thoughts transcend time -- it's a record that brings
back thoughts of my teens and early twenties, but yet, many of
the songs are really timeless. Some of the tracks -- "Stripped"
and "It Doesn't Matter 2", for example -- bring back specific
memories of times and places. Yet others -- "A Question of Lust"
and "Here Is The House" come to mind -- have meanings that change
over time, as if they are waiting for a permanent memory to be
attached to them. What's amazing is that I find myself thinking
of the songs on this album as sonic snapshots of my life.
It's hard to believe
13 years have passed since this album was released. Listening
to it now, you marvel at how lush and majestic and ahead of its
time this album really is. Its songs alternate between despair
and love and heartbreak and lust and apathy, sometimes within
the same song. It is a record to fall in love to, and a record
to drown your sorrows in. It is dark and romantic and dreamy,
and if you can break through its cold exterior, it is warmth and
emotion exemplified. In short, it touches upon every aspect of
human emotion. I think of it as the most personal of Depeche Mode's
albums, and yet an album whose subject matter everyone can relate
to.
If you've ever wondered
what this band is all about, or you want to see one of the earliest
great examples of the merging of pop and electronic music, or
you just want an album you can listen to over and over again,
stop wasting time and pick up Black Celebration. You're
already years behind the curve.
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