No matter how much I (like, by the way, many others) love Morphine’s music, it was not a group from which anyone would expect a contract with a major record label. There are too many factors against: the drug in the title, gloomy sound, lyrics similar to the texts of hipsters, a strange set of instruments (drums, saxophone-baritone and two-string bass … damn it, two-string).
Morphine challenged my and probably my own expectations. I had dinner with the band’s frontman, inventor of double-string bass Mark Sandman, in his, probably, favorite place – restaurant / rock club “Middle East” – in his, apparently, favorite area – at the central square – a month before the album’s release ” Like Swimming. ” He was the fourth in their discography and the first recorded on the famous Continue reading