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Sono passati ormai 12 anni dai Pulp di “Common People” e “Disco 2000” cantate da questo personaggio rimasto per anni nella penombra. Jarvis Cocker, dopo la stesusa dei testi per l’ultimo lavoro di Charlotte Gainsoburg, torna con il suo primo disco solista, fatto di sonorità Pop e, ovviamente, quel Brit Pop che tanto aveva caratterizzato la scena musicale inglese degli anni Novanta. Questo lo si può capire subito dalla seconda traccia “Don’t Let Him Waste Your Time”.
Ma nel disco ci sono due capolavori, che come sempre arrivano sempre alla fine. “Quantum Theory” è un pezzo che impressiona subito dal primo ascolto. Chitarre acustiche, voce bassa e cupa di Cocker, che pronuncia le uniche parole di speranza del disco:
"Somewhere gravity can not reach us anymore, somewhere we’re not alone. Everything is gonna be alright"
Sonorità mai sentite prima da lui. Sembra più un pezzo di Nick Cave in certi punti, ma il finale di questo pezzo sembra cercare una via d’uscita gloriosa in una società guidata da stronzi, come dice il cantante inglese. Questa sua tesi è relegata in fondo al disco, nella ghost track e primo singolo estratto “Running the world”, un altro capolavoro. Con questo modo di posizionare le tracce, Cocker ci vuole dire che le cose migliori si fanno sempre alla fine, quando non ti accorgi di sapere che cosa hai fatto in un periodo della tua vita in cui non ti saresti aspettato niente di esaltante.
L’album di Jarvis Cocker è un buon album e si distingue dalle altre uscite discografiche di questo periodo, che sono poche e, molte, molto scadenti (scusate il gioco di parole : D).
I rimasugli dei Pulp si fanno sentire soprattutto in “Heavy Weather” e “Big Julie”, mentre nelle altre tracce il cantante inglese prende dimestichezza con sonorità molto differenti: “Black Magic” sembra un pezzo pop degli ultimi anni Novanta. “I Will Kill Again” e “Disney Time”, lente e inquietanti e nello stesso tempo. Invece dolci "Baby's coming back to me" e “Tonite”, una canzone datata nei suoni “From A To I” e un pezzo Indie Rock che sorprende tutti: “Fat Children”.
Nulla di nuovo sul fronte inglese quindi, ma soltanto un insieme di buonissimi brani che ricordano tanto tempi andati e capace di creare sensazioni molto contrastanti in poco più di un’ora. C’è da lodare la maturità di Jarvis Cocker, sia per quanto riguarda la musica, sia per quanto ha scritto nei testi, in cui si è esposto ed ha voluto descrivere soprattutto la società inglese.
“Jarvis” è da ascoltare comunque, dato che in questi anni trovare un disco degno di nota è veramente molto difficile.
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04 Heavy Weather (03:51)
This morning it was summer
By noon a cold front building
Where did you go?
Where did you go?
I got to find some shelter
'Cos any minute now
It's gonna blow
It's gonna blow
But I don't mind the rain
So strike me once again:
I've got nothing to lose
And it looks like we are in for stormy weather
With death and destruction coming through
Oh, look out there she blows
Now everybody knows:
Stormy weather always makes me think of you
And watch out 'cos the storm is coming through
But you're so still and silent
Whilst everything's dissolving
Melting away, melting away
But I don't mind the rain
So strike me once again
I got nothing to lose
Yeah, it looks like we are in for stormy weather
With death and destruction coming through
Oh, look out there she blows
Now everybody knows:
Stormy weather always makes me think of you
Oh and it looks like we are in for stormy weather
With death and destruction coming through
Oh, look out there she blows
Now everybody knows:
Stormy weather always makes me think of you
And watch out 'cos this storm is coming through
Yeah, watch out 'cos the storm is coming through
07 Fat Children (03:25)
Last night I had a little altercation
They wobbled menacingly
Beneath the yellow street light it became a situation
Well, they wanted my brand-new phone with all the pictures of the kids and the wife
A struggle ensued and then fat children took my life
Fat children took my life
Fat children took my life
Fat children took my life
Well, some passers-by took me to the station
The police force was elsewhere,
putting bullets in some guy's head for no particular reason
So I died in the back of the cab
but I'll be back to haunt them
This thing does not end here
My spirit walks the streets of Tottenham
Singing:
Fat children took my life
Fat children took my life
Fat children took my life
Oh, the parents are the problem
Giving birth to maggots without the sense to become flies
So pander to your pampered little princess
of such enormous size
08 From Auschwitz to Ipswich (03:51)
"They want our way of life"
Well, they can take mine any time they like
'Cos god knows - I know I ain't living right:
I'm wrong
Oh, I know I'm so wrong
So like the Roman Empire fell away
Let me tell you; we are going the same way
Ah, behold the Decline and Fall
All hold hands with our backs to the wall
It's the end:
Why don't you admit it?
It's the same from Auschwitz to Ipswich
Evil comes
I know from not where
But if you take a look inside yourself -
maybe you'll find some in there
Not one single soul was saved
I was ordering an Indian takeaway
I was spared whilst others went to an early grave
Oh, got stoned
Yeah, went out and got stoned
Well if your ancestors could see you standing there
They would gaze in wonder at your Frigidaire
They had to fight just to survive
So can't you do something with your life?
It's the end:
Why don't you admit it?
It's the same from Auschwitz to Ipswich
Evil comes
I know from not where
But if you take a look inside yourself -
maybe you'll find some in there
Here it comes, why don't you embrace it?
You lack the guts needed to face it
Say goodbye to the way you've been living
You never realised you were on the wrong side
And nobody's going to win
"They want our way of life"
Well, they can take mine any time they like
11 Big Julie (04:43)
She’s by herself again
in the quiet secret night
Below the neighbour’s window
hands in pockets, head on one side
And the radio plays an unknown song
that has nothing at all to do with God
But it’s miles away
from this sad town
and the stupid kids who get her down
Just wait until Big Julie rules the world
Big Julie rules the world
Well, the radio still plays
floating beyond time
like the greatest people in the world
all springing up and feeling fine
And it’s far away
from these sweaty lads
who say that boys
cannot be slags
And if it’s not them
then it’s their dads
Like the guy who felt
her up in class
And the Sunday-School teacher
who said she had beautiful breasts
and the local radio DJ
who is so obviously obsessed Yeah,
form an orderly queue when Big Julie rules the world
Big Julie rules the world.
Yeah, go and chase your dreams
but if your dreams are not your own
then wouldn’t it be better
just to work things out at home?
And she knows sex is just for dummies anyway
something you do when you’ve run out of things to say
But this song will play
until the light
It’s the sound of her trying
to find something to like
the sound of her walking
day and night
And this song may lead her
far away
but tonight it seems to light the way
And she can almost see the future shine
And everything’s in tune
and everything’s in time
And it will play until the day
Big Julie rules the world
Big Julie rules the world
14 Running the World (04:44)
Well did you hear, there's a natural order?
Those most deservin' will end up with the most?
That the cream cannot help but always rise up to the top
Well I say, "Shit floats"
If you thought things had changed
Friend, you'd better think again
Bluntly put, in the fewest of words:
Cunts are still runnin' the world
Cunts are still runnin' the world
Now the workin' classes are obsolete
They are surplus to society's needs
So let 'em all kill each other
And get it made overseas
That's the word don't ya know
From the guys that's runnin' the show
Lets be perfectly clear boys and girls:
Oh cunts are still runnin' the world
Cunts are still runnin' the world
Ah yeah!
Oh yeah!
Oh feed your children on crayfish and lobster tails
Find a school near the top of the league
In theory I respect your right to exist
I will kill ya if you move in next to me
Ah, it stinks, it sucks
It's anthropologically unjust
Oh but the takin's are up by a third
Oh so cunts are still runnin' the world
Yeah cunts are still running the world, ah yeah!
(Cunts are still running the world) Ohh!
(Cunts are still running the world)
The free market is perfectly nat'ral
Do you think that I'm some kind o' dummy?
It's the ideal way to order the world
Fuck the morals, does it make any money?
And if you don't like it? Then leave
Or use your right to protest on the street
Yeah, use your right but don't imagine that it's heard
No, not whilst cunts are still runnin' the world
Yeah, cunts are still runnin' the world
Yeah cunts are still runnin' the world!
Yeah cunts are still runnin' the world!
Oh cunts are still runnin' the world!
Cunts are still runnin' the.. world!
Cunts are still runnin'... the world..
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Di Targetski
"Jarvis canta la storia di un'agghiacciante disillusione, con pochissime o quasi nulle speranze."
"La musica è una perfetta mimesi della realtà, con una resa fonica quieta e apparentemente serena, ma che svela un malessere profondo."
