Le courrier de l'Escaut
'70 Suns in the Sky' confirme les vertues naissantes attachées au mini
album 'Sunset'. Si la démarche de Mary Goes Round demeure fermement
coincée entre Sad Lovers and Giant et Modern English, son 'Touching
Pop' a atteint la maturité idéale, plénitude propice à l'exploration
de nouvelles perspectives musicales. Sur ce 30cm, MGR navigue au sein
d'un psychédélisme pastel et ponctue ce voyage d'une superbe cover de
'Nile Song' du Floyd. '70 Suns in the Sky' irradie de ses milles et
une notes de guitare limpides, effervescentes, un paysage sonore
tourmenté par la basse féline, galvanisé par une boite à rythmes
pénétrante et arrosé de claviers soyeux, délicats... '70 Suns in the
Sky', grâce et passion, juste au-delà de l'horizon, outre Quiévrain
... et Mary Goes Round.
For the Record 1990 (M.A.)
New Rose-offshot label Lively Art say there's a 'Touching Pop'
movement in France; true or false, the term does accuratly sums up
Mary Goes Round and their debut album. The duo mine the unswayingly
melancholic guitar/base, synth and vocal arrangements of the Cure and
Joy Division, albeit with more of a poppy sheen that recalls the early
New Romantics live B-Movie. Maybe they do this too faithfully, but
definitely with panache.
Rippin' Headache 1990
This is a very depressing album, emotional, I want to die when I hear
it, not that it is a bad album it just gets to boring at times, sort
of like the quieter songs that Jesus And Mary Chain would do. I was
very surprised to hear this band was a duo and come from Paris. They
even do a cover of Pink Floyd's 'the Nile Song'. Having never heard
the original I cannot compare them, this is a record I play in the
background while reading as it relaxes me, the more I play it the
better it gets makes a nice change from all the noisy stuff I play
day in day out (7/10).
New Musical Express 1991
Hey, it's not all Roxette on t'other side of the Channel, y'know.
And while the French partnership of Jerome and Cecile may suggest
rocky Swedish images, 'Highway Planet' is a giddy affair fuelled by
fairground keyboards and crap Peter Sellers accents. Typically
Continental (ie offbeat, peculiar) perspective of English indie music,
the overall bonkersness is sealed by 'Shut Up And Die''s bersek
outburst about shitting and coming on graves. Miles better than
Zuchero, any day of the week.
Melody Maker 1990 (Dave Simpson)
Mary Goes Round are French and like the Cure. They probably spend
hours gazing into misted mirrors, staring at their spots, pondering
wistfully the meaning of life, Dostoyevsky, and wondering whether
the girl next door really is in love with that brute she hangs out
with. They own records by long-forgotten misery combos like Crispy
Ambulance, Modern English, Minny Pops, and rue the day New Order
ever stopped playing that atmospheric majesty Oxfam suit stuff. Just
like the rest of us, in fact!.
Yes, there's no doubting the lasting appeal of Miserable Bastards In
Rock and Mary Goes Round's debut is a moody and mystical blighter that
just reeks of Simon Gallup basslines, Eldritch interviews and that
Long Mac Feeling. That said, it boasts as fine a grasp of the art of
pop as any French singer has since 'Ca Plane Pour Moi'.
Songs like 'Mary's Garden' and 'Useless Days' (title!) are full of
swirling keyboards, forelock-tugging riffs and ominous drum sounds,
while 'Any Mary I See' is The Cure of 'Pornography' days, but hell,
they sound good enough.
There's nothing here that hasn't been heard before, but plenty to
please those of us still in awe of Smith's 'Primary'.