The Divine Comedy - Victory For The Comic Muse.

If Scott Walker, Bowie and Morrisey had a bukakee that sprang to life, you'd come up with something similar to Neil Hannon.
Comic Muse is the last in the repertoire of chamber pop outfit Divine Comedy. Im not going to say that this is their best record, because they have a very varied career and their share of ups and downs; BUT, this is my favorite and truly one of my most cherished pop records. Ive heard it a ludicrous amount of times.
The allegorical tune "The Plough" is a good example of Hannon's vocal range, I sing this song at the top of my fucking lungs and enjoy the hell out of it until i notice that the guy driving next to me staring perplexed. It also includes a very brave rendition of The Associate's "Party Fears Two".
Enjoy.

Scott Walker - Tilt

This ain't the Scott your mom listened to.

"Tilt was Scott Walker's first album following over a decade of silence, and whatever else he may have done during his exile, brightening his musical horizon was not on the agenda. Indescribably barren and unutterably bleak, Tilt is the wind that buffets the gothic cathedrals of everyone's favorite nightmares. The opening "Farmer in the City" sets the pace, a cinematic sweep that somehow maintains a melody beneath the unrelenting melodrama of Walker's most grotesque vocal ever. Seemingly undecided whether he's recording an opera or simply haunting one, Walker doesn't so much perform as project his lyrics, hurling them into the alternating maelstroms and moods that careen behind him. The effect is unsettling, to put it mildly. At the time of its release, reviews were undecided whether to praise or pillory Walker for making an album so utterly divorced from even the outer limits of rock reality, an indecision only compounded by its occasional (and bloody-mindedly deceptive) lurches towards modern sensibilities. "The Cockfighter" is underpinned by an intensity that is almost industrial in its range and raucousness, while "Bouncer See Bouncer" would have quite a catchy chorus if anybody else had gotten their hands on it. Here, however, it is highlighted by an Eno-esque esotericism and the chatter of tiny locusts. The crowning irony, however, is "The Patriot (A Single)," seven minutes of unrelenting funeral dirge over which Walker infuses even the most innocuous lyric ("I brought nylons from New York") with indescribable pain and suffering. Tilt is not an easy album to love; it's not even that easy to listen to. First impressions place it on a plateau somewhere between Nico's Marble Index and Lou Reed's Metal Machine Music -- before long, familiarity and the elitist chattering of so many well-heeled admirers rendered both albums mere forerunners to some future shift in mainstream taste. And maybe that is the fate awaiting Tilt, although one does wonder precisely what monsters could rise from soil so belligerently barren. Even Metal Machine Music could be whistled, after all. " - Dave Thompson

Tilt

Scott Walker - 30th Century Man

I fucking love Scott Walker, I want you to love 'im too. If you're not familiar with the man here's the trailer to his documentary, featuring Bowie and Johnny Marr paying dues.

 Here's a Comp featuring some of his best work, I would've included "Mathilde" in there but thats just me. 

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here's "Mathilde" just for kicks: