Lyrics and never-before-seen poetry and sketches from Florence Welch of Florence + the Machine.
"Songs can be incredibly prophetic, like subconscious warnings or messages to myself, but I often don't know what I'm trying to say till years later. Or a prediction comes true and I couldn't do anything to stop it, so it seems like a kind of useless magic."
Florence Leontine Mary Welch (born 28 August 1986) is an English musician, singer and songwriter, best known as the vocalist of indie rock band Florence and the Machine.
Florence and the Machine's debut album, Lungs, was released in 2009; on 17 January 2010, the album reached the top position in the UK after being on the chart for 28 consecutive weeks. Lungs won the Brit Award for Best British Album in 2010. The group's second studio album, Ceremonials, released in October 2011, debuted at number one in the UK and number six in the US. The band's third album, How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful was released in 2015 to positive reviews from critics, and topped the UK and US charts.
Florence Welch has been such an important person in my life for years now. Her music is one of a kind, her words full of meaning that can left you feeling so full or so empty. Everything is full force or simmering within your veins. I love it all.
((God knows how I managed to acquire a copy of this a week before its publication fate � bought it at the same time as I bought the latest album, High as Hope. Foyles on Charing Cross Road had a few rogue copies out so I bought one before they realised what they’d done.))
Useless Magic is the first collection of writings (verses?) from Florence Welch, most notable for being the frontwoman of Florence + The Machine. She’s often acclaimed for her vocals, and the band is often praised for the brilliant noise that it makes, but her lyrics are rarely commented on. Seeing them here, stripped of their music, stark on the page illuminates firstly, just how brilliantly Welch captures sadness, and secondly, just how dense they actually are.
Packed with literary allusion and mythic inspiration, each lyric seems to be in conversation with something else, be that another text, or something larger. Organised here by album, you can chart how the almost triumphantly drunk Lungs give way to the darker, more difficult, water-soaked Ceremonials, through to How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful, which certainly seems to be Welch at her happiest, to the latest lyrics of High as Hope, which are subtler, more subdued.
The book itself is shot through with imagery; lyrics are separated by and punctuated with photographs, paintings, postcards, scraps of Welch’s handwriting (one of the most pleasing things about this book is learning that just like me, Welch seems to write on anything and everything she can get her hands on.) Some of the images are recognisable, like The Lady of Shallot, others are not, more obscure references to pop-art, and many are Welch’s own. The images, like the lyrics, shift as the book progresses. It feels completely seamless, after all, Welch herself looks as though she’s toppled out of the frame of a Raphaelite painting.
The most interesting part of the book is the part that hitherto has been inaccessible to her fans, that is, her poems. She writes in her brief preface that she is unsure what marks a poem as different to a song, but from a reader’s perspective, it seems that her songs weave her life into a tighter patchwork of allusion and repetition, focusing on moments, whereas her poetry feels more overtly confessional, or autobiographical. In shorter, clipped verse (apparently Nick Cave helped her edit) she covers more ground, sketching out swathes of her life in no times at all.
And as you read, you start to notice recurring ideas, words. Some are more obvious than others � Ceremonials is famously full of songs about water � and others accumulate, ideas of ghosts and gods, demons and drink, years and arms. It feels larger than words, which is I suppose what makes them brilliant lyrics. They feel mythic, magic maybe � useless or otherwise.
I really like Florence + the Machine but I just don't understand the 'point' of this book. Most of it is literally just reprinting the lyrics of every song off every one of her albums. I mean ...yes she has great lyrics but that is why I LISTEN to the MUSIC, or if I need to look a lyric up there are about 50 websites dedicated to just that. There are a handful of original poems at the end, but the majority of the text here is stuff we've already seen [or heard]. There's some cool drawings, pictures, and artwork [both original and reprints of classic pieces] but overall it's just not enough to sell this book for me.
�I don’t know what makes a song a song and a poem a poem: they have started to bleed into each other at this stage.�
It surprised me how, reading them stripped of their catchy melodies, the lyrics that stood out to me weren’t necessarily those of the songs I like to listen to on repeat. I loved this scrapbook-type collection of notes, paintings, polaroids, postcards, maps, which chronicles her creative journey and shows how she seems to find inspiration in everything that surrounds her.
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Okay. Woah. Um... I listened to 4 albums back to back. It somehow felt like a whole new experience because I went through the lyrics along with it this time. I think there are some days when you let the melody take control over you and the other days when you let the lyrics sink in. I felt both today. And Now I am all charged up!!
So I had this on my TBR for so long and I finally read it. I always recommend this type of books during exam weeks because it relaxes me and I don’t have to be too much into it, I don’t know how to explain in but it’s not the same connection I need for a whole novel. So anyway, this was interesting and I absolutely loved the art and the pictures, but I guess I don’t know how much I liked the lyrics? But overral it was an interesting read and the perfect one to read when you’re a little bit stressed :)
Ten tomik mistycznej poezji sprawił, że poczułam się zrozumiana. Czułam się, jakbym czytała swój własny pamiętnik po latach. Pamiętnik słów nadzwyczajnych, baśniowych, magicznych i niemal fruwających z poezji. Znalazłam w tym zbiorze wszystko, czego szukałam: teksty piosenek Florence, jej wiersze, zdjęcia, rysunki, notatki i bajecznie melancholijne poruszenie.
"Maybe I've always been more comfortable in chaos."
Esse livro reúne as letras dos quatro álbuns de estúdio da banda Florence + the Machine (Lungs; Ceremonials; How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful; High as Hope) mais poemas inéditos da vocalista, Florence Welch. Essa leitura foi uma experiência única, mesmo eu sendo fã da banda há quase dois anos. Eu sou o tipo de pessoa que demora muito para pesquisar as letras das músicas, porque acho uma tarefa longa e cansativa, geralmente leio pelo encarte. Os álbuns da F+TM não têm as letras no encarte, exceto o último, então algumas letras li pela primeira vez aqui.
"I'm done with my graceless heart."
As letras da Florence são cheias de misticismo, camadas e referências à história, à mitologia e a outros artistas. O Lungs é o álbum mais complexo da banda nesse sentido, ao meu ver, porque tudo é cantado através de metáforas. O Ceremonials continua na mesma pegada, mas com letras mais fácies de entender. Este último foi um álbum que bombou nas trilhas sonoras de séries e filmes por aí.
"So I reasoned I was drunk enough to deal with it."
O How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful é um álbum pesado, sobre relações abusivas e consumo excessivo de drogas líticas e ilícitas. Foi um período muito conturbado para a cantora, o que nos é reafirmado no seu trabalho seguinte, mais leve e intímo: High as Hope.
"At least I understood then the hunger I felt / and I didn't have to call it loneliness."
O High as Hope é um álbum lindo, que muda muito a imagem da Florence. Algumas das minhas músicas favoritas estão neles e eu ainda estou VIVENDO o meu amor pelo álbum.
"... in those heavy days in june, when love became an act of defiance / Hold on to each other."
Em resumo, indico esse livro para fãs da Florence e para quem mais quiser conhecer o trabalho dela. Se você gosta de livros de poesia, talvez esse seja uma boa pedida também. As letras são magníficas. You remind me that it's such a wonderful thing to love, Florence. <3
"To give yourself over to another body That’s all you want really To be out of your own and consumed by another To swim inside the skin of your lover Not have to breathe Not have to think But you can’t live on love And salt water’s no drink We're dying of thirst so we feast on each other The sea is still our violent mother The blood round here pours down like water Each wave a lamb lead to the slaughter And like children that she just can’t teach We break, and break, and break And break ourselves upon the beach"
To me, one of the most powerful poems Welch has ever written.
I'm not a Florence and the Machine fan, but I did enjoy going through this book. However, for my taste, there were far too many song lyrics and far too few poems. On the bright side, the arrangement of pictures and notes give Useless Magic a cute, charming quality, which I suppose would be even more appreciated by a devoted fan of their music.
"Say my name And every colour illuminates We are shining And we will never be afraid again"
THIS! This is how I want my poetry to be. This is how I'd want my Instagram to be. Flornce Welch's entire being is just so dreamy and magical and of course the music is too good to not listen to. I'm listening to Shake It Out as I write this.
კონცერტებზ� რო� ყვირია�, ur music saved me, ეგრე ვა� ფლორენსი� მიმართ. ძალიან ძვირფასი ქალი�. პაწაწინა ალქაჯი. ას� რო�, "Useless" კი არ�, ძალიანაც Useful არის ეს ყველაფერ� თავისი ლამაზი ილუსტრაციებიანად.
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�.�: ახლა რო� ახალ ალბომს დადებს, "Dance Fever", ეგ არის ჩემი დაბადები� დღის საჩუქარი და ამაზ� ნუ შემეკამათები�!
3.5 (it’s hard rating it) This is essentially a collection of lyrics, Florence’s thoughts, artwork and poems. It was nice reading the lyrics without the music because you could focus on them more but I just wish there was more extra content. This is the second music kinda book I read and it was good but was just expecting a bit more.
My favourite lyrics/quotes:
“Leave all your love and your longing behind You can’t carry it with you if you want to survive�
“Midas is king and he holds me so tight Turns me to gold in the sunlight�
“And the arms of the ocean are carrying me And all this devotion was rushing out of me The crush is a heaven, for a sinner like me But the arms of the ocean deliver me�
“raise your love hold it high let it shine for miles and miles�
“One grand moment is all I ask�
“We raise our voices and let our hearts take flight Get higher than those planes can fly where the stars do not take sides�
“from you the flowers grow and do you understand with every seed you sow you make this cold world ܳپڳܱ�
“And it’s hard to write about being happy because the older I get I find that happiness, is an extremely uneventful subject�
“I like people who’ve seen some darkness The haunted ones. I like people who don’t claim to know what love is The honest ones.�
Useless Magic is a music fan's dream! I'm pretty sure someone unfamiliar with Florence Welch (or her band, Florence + the Machine) would find this book worthwhile, although anyone would have to admit that the book is oh so pretty. The rich maroon cloth binding to the stunning photography on heavy paper—it's essentially an Instagram feed in book form.
If you are new to Florence, go listen to her records and fall in love with her! But for longstanding fans, this is such a special glimpse into the creative mind of the artist. It includes nearly all her lyrics, a handful of poems, and a ton of sketches and jottings ripped from journals and stray pads of paper. Her lyrics really hold up to being read without the music to accompany them, and the poems definitely felt like a glimpse into her writing process.
It's such a beautiful package that I'm left wishing I could have a book of this quality for all of my favourite singers. (Hint, hint, Tori Amos. Please do something like this.)
I'll separate the art from the artist and the lyrics from the music for a moment and say that the song lyrics were more poetic than the poems, while the lyrics could've worked a little bit better if they were rewritten without some of the repetitions.
But this is hardly any criticism. However they're being delivered, Florence's thoughts, ideas, and messages are just as artistic and ravishing.
Ah! Review! Need to actually write something about this book! It was... (hang on a sec, just going to consult my virtual ): good. Really good. So good, it is worth five stars. (Bet you couldn't guess that.) Yeah! Now I can insert this at the beginning to make people think I actually wrote sensical stuff!
Florence + the Machine have been my favourite band for a while now. I even have one of their vinyl records (yes, I am hip and cool and have a turn table *finger guns*). I guess that couldn't be helped, (I sense a tangent in the Force...) as growing up pretending everything from soap holders to rubber ducks was The Yellow Submarine in the bath (thank you Dad) and telling my peers that The Beatles were better than One Direction (did not get much support for that one) could only lead me in one direction (haha. Sorry, bad pun). (I can already tell this is going to be more like rambly word vomit about my taste in music than a review. Sigh.)
I have always loved more rock-type music, which isn't as common now, so I ended up finding my favourite songs were all from sometime between late 60s to early 90s. Also, at this time my family had shoddy internet, and we only used it for school work and that was pretty much it (Netflix hadn't come to my country yet). So my primary source of music consumption was through my parent's rather large CD collection. That, along with sneaking into my nana's computer room whenever I was at her house so I could watch the newest "cool" song's music video only once and then tell my friends the next day "oh yeah, I know that song" and be swag and skux (whatever those words meant).
Anyway, I stumbled upon David Bowie (around the beginning of high school maybe...?) with Life On Mars? and oh my giddy aunt I loved that song so incredibly much. Hey, who am I kidding, that song has been my top song every year since then - I still love it to death. To put it in perspective, I have a playlist called Life On Mars? Playlist and it contains one song (give you one guess as to which song) and I put it on "shuffle" and listen to it for hours, days on end. No joke. All of a sudden I didn't care what the new songs were. I didn't even try to keep up with anything. My love for Life On Mars? inevitably expanded to all of Bowie's stuff (fun fact: when I first found Bowie I didn't have much internet access, like I mentioned before, so I always pronounced his name BOW-ie, as in take a bow, and it wasn't until many years later when I realised it was BOW-ie, like tie a bow) and now I have all the Bowie things. Like, if someone asks what I like, I rattle off a few books (obviously); Doctor Who, Star Trek and Star Wars I lump into one; and then I say David Bowie.
But this is not about Bowie, is it. It's about Florence + the Machine. (That was a huuuuuuuge tangent. I really need to put a warning up about that, yikes.) I guess they come in sometime around that time, maybe before or after. I just know the first song I heard of theirs was What Kind of Man, a single before their third studio album, How Big, How Blue, How Beautiful. Or, well, that was the first song I heard and actively knew was theirs. The whole album came out not long after and aaaaaaahhhhhh it was so good. I then realised that Ceremonials, their previous album, I had also listened to and loved, I just didn't know it (remember, I was still an internet-less caveman at the time). Now, HB,HB,HB is still my favourite album of The Machine's, and one of my favourites of all time (tempting, but I'm not going to list off all my top albums, this has gone on long enough as it is) with Various Storms and Saints being a particularly special song for me personally.
Again though, this is not about the band, it's about this book: Useless Magic. (Well, I guess because all of the lyrics were written down I can kind of justify rambling like this.) But I have gone on for what feels like 100000 pages now, and I have no space left to comment on the actual book (sigh, again). I guess I can say with confidence that Florence Welsh is a poet and she bloody well knows it. Metaphors are completely lost on me, and so poetry is really hard, but even I can see the talent here.
But that needs to be the end now. Not much time for actual reviewy stuff. Well, it would have just been trillions of quotes from this masterpiece of a book. Everyone has probably done that already though, so go read their reviews if you want something sensical. And if you're looking for nonsense blah blah blah about things nobody cares about, well, I'm always here.
I found this book to be so beautiful. I love how the pages were filled with notes & to-do lists turned song lyrics or poetry. It had pretty little images, drawings, & scribbles of ideas woven between Florence's wonderful words. This woman is so talented. Reading her lyrics on pages was such a different experience than hearing the song or reading the lyrics on my phone. Her poetry section at the end was so great I wish it had been longer! This was a lovely read for me. Great coffee table book for sure! This hardcover, fabric-bound book... It's too stunning to sit on a shelf! Wonderful... just wonderful.