Review
"Songs Of A Lost World" is The Cure's middle finger to the idea that bands mellow with age. After a 16-year break, they've come back swinging with an album that's about as cheery as a funeral in a blizzard. Robert Smith and the gang have clearly been marinating in their own misery, and boy, does it show. This isn't your grandma's Cure album - unless your grandma's into epic, sprawling tracks about isolation and despair.
The album kicks off with "Alone," a 7-minute monster that sets the tone for the rest of this joyride through the human psyche. It's like being slapped in the face with a wet fish made of strings and synths. Simon Gallup's bass and Jason Cooper's drums are the heartbeat of this beast, pumping life into Smith's lyrical bloodletting. And let's not forget Reeves Gabrels, the new kid on the block, whose guitar work in tracks like "Drone:Nodrone" adds a dash of chaos to the misery cocktail.
As you journey through this sonic landscape of doom and gloom, you'll find gems like "And Nothing Is Forever" and "I Can Never Say Goodbye" - because nothing says "party" like contemplating your own mortality, right? The album wraps up with "Endsong," a 10-minute epic that's like the audio equivalent of watching the universe slowly implode. It's beautiful, it's depressing, and it'll probably make you want to call your therapist. The Cure's still got it, folks - "it" being the ability to make you question why you even bother getting out of bed in the morning. - Ace