Suede
Sci-Fi Lullabies
Label:  Sony 
Date:  11/4/1997
Length:  0:00
Format:  2CD
Genre:  Rock; Alternative
  Category:  rock
    Track Listing:
      1.  
      My Insatiable One    
      2.  
      To the Birds    
      3.  
      Where the Pigs Don't Fly    
      4.  
      He's Dead    
      5.  
      Big Time    
      6.  
      High Rising    
      7.  
      Living Dead    
      8.  
      My Dark Star    
      9.  
      Killing of a Flash Boy    
      10.  
      Whipsnade    
      11.  
      Modern Boys    
      12.  
      Together    
      13.  
      Bentswood Boys    
      14.  
      Europe Is Our Playground    
      15.  
      Every Monday Morning Comes    
      16.  
      Have You Ever Been This Low?    
      17.  
      Another No One    
      18.  
      Young Men    
      19.  
      Sound of the Streets    
      20.  
      Money    
      21.  
      W.S.D.    
      22.  
      This Time    
      23.  
      Jumble Sale Mums    
      24.  
      These Are the Sad Songs    
      25.  
      Sadie    
      26.  
      Graffiti Women    
      27.  
      Duchess    
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      This compilation of singles and B-sides from 1992 to1997 from the impassioned Suede (add the "London" for the Yanks, please) reveals the evolution of a band whose legacy will outlast the hectic number of British darlings who grace the cover of New Musical Express. Bandleader Brett Anderson's accomplished vocals, ranging from his patented soulful falsetto to folksinger sincerity, virtually defines the band, but the song-craft is truly accomplished. Suede pull off the especially difficult trick of paying homage to the magnificent British pop sound of the '60s without copping it wholesale. The guitars snarl without sneering, subtly spacy guitar effects echo Pink Floyd's early space-rock days, and convenient genre-bound labels crumble; Sci-Fi Lullabies is an excellent summary for fans who have charted their career, and an immersive experience that will turn the uninitiated listener into an addict craving more. --Alan E. Rapp