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Driving Home on Sunday afternoon I found myself listening to “Fashion Telegram” commonly known as Depeche Mode, there best album IMHO, Violator. This is an album that is 15 years old, it came out in 1990; I was only 13 years old when I noticed the greatness of the album. Track two is somewhat slow compared to the rest of the 9 songs, but it still manages to wake up the soul in my body. I can close my eyes and think of "Popi's" little me listening to this tape in Ameca, I brought it back after my brother Martin had recorded it for me. I had a walkman and it was probably my only tape that never stopped playing, unless the battery died of course. I had the pleasure of meeting David Gahan when they were on Holiday in Santa Barbara. Santa Barbara is the same place where they recorded there album called Exciter.; They are currenly there recording there new album, tentatively scheduled for an autumn release.


Here are the lyrics for track two, the Sweetest Perfection.

The sweetest perfection
To call my own
The slightest correction
Couldn't finely hone
The sweetest infectionOf body and mind
Sweetest injection
Of any kind

I stop and I stare too much
Afraid that I care too much
And I hardly dare to touch
For fear that the spell may be broken

When I need a drug in me
And it brings out the thug in me
Feel something tugging me
Then I want the real thing not tokens

The sweetest perfection...
Things you'd expect to be
Having effect on me
Pass undetectedly
But everyone knows what has got me

Takes me completely
Touches so sweetly
Reaches so deeply
I know that nothing can stop me

Sweetest perfection
An offer was made
An assorted collection
But I wouldn't trade

The sweetest perfection...

Takes me completely
Touches so sweetly
Reaches so deeply
Nothing can stop me