Bomba sonora di rara bellezza!
Se si vuole riassumere in una frase com'è questo album ad uno che non li conosce, direi certamente così.
Gli At The Drive In nel 2000 si ripropongono sul mercato con questo full lenght spiazzando un po' tutti, una miscela sonora veramente notevole, originale e di notevole impatto; ciò che più sbalordisce è la notevole caratura dei brani: mai una caduta di tono, ed anche quando i toni si abbassano il songwriting rimane altissimo.
Terzo album della loro carriera e BOOOOM!!! Ciò che ne fuoriesce sfiora decisamente il capolavoro, e sottolineo sfiora perché la formula di "Relationship of Command" sinceramente ed obbiettivamente non inventa nulla di nuovo, prima c'erano già stati Stooges, Iggy Pop ed i Rage Against The Machine se vogliamo dirla tutta.
Ma qui non conta la proposta ma come ci si propone, e qui i punti a favore del gruppo salgono inesorabilmente: personalità ed attitudine da vendere, una verve non indifferente anima questi musicisti che ci danno dentro fino a far sbiancare i colleghi... e se questa è la sensazione su album non oso immaginare come sarebbe stato dal vivo.
Già il trittico "Arcarsenal", "Pattern Against User" e "One Armed Scissor" fanno intendere che i ragazzi qui fanno sul serio..."Send transmission from the one armed scissor... cut awaaaay!! cut awaaaay!!" si sgola Cedric e si capisce quale sia la sua musa ispiratrice (Zakk DeLa Rocha???), al suo seguito una band perfetta che picchia, picchia e picchia ancora tirate punk e contrattempi hardcore... goduria pura!!
L'album scorre che è un piacere tra sfuriate e momenti di melodia non indifferenti, bellissime pure "Invalid Litter Dept" e "Quarantined", atmosferiche e particolari pezzi che s'incastrano nel contesto grintoso dell'album.
Questo disco rifiuta una definizione di genere, puntando invece al cuore caldo di ascoltatori non ancora imbalsamati dai cliché, grazie alla varietà stilistica delle melodie presenti (gran gusto nell'inserire frequenti sfumature di violino nei brani) inserite in un contesto prettamente core/punk.
Ciliegina sulla torta: Iggy "iguana" Pop dopo aver dato in varie occasioni la propria benedizione al gruppo, firma la sua presenza nell'album contribuendo a cantare nel pezzo "Rolodex Propaganda" ed il risultato come può essere secondo voi???
Chi ama il sano, puro ed incontaminato rock non può non ascoltare questo altro grandissimo capitolo, lontano da qualunque forma di businness s'identifica come un lavoro fatto con il cuore e per il cuore.
Elenco tracce testi e samples
01 Arcarsenal (02:57)
I must have read a thousand faces.
I must have robbed them of their cause.
Sickened thirst, sickened thirst.
Keeps it together.
Soft white glow in the cranium.
A bullseye made sedated.
Beware!
I must have read a thousand faces.
And all these voices won't give up.
Sickened thirst, sickened thirst.
Glues it together.
A catatonic leisure.
At 1000 miles per hour.
Beware!
So who's in charge here?
Barking out loud so clear.
Because I'd really like to meet him.
So who's in charge here?
In the review of this mirror.
Because I'd really like to meet him.
So who's in charge here?
Barking out loud and clear.
Because I'd really like to meet him.
Uproar east, strike west.
(Sheng Tung, Che Hsi)
Have you ever tasted skin?
Sink your, sink your teeth in it.
Have you ever tasted skin?
Sink your teeth into.
Have you ever?
Beware!
02 Pattern Against User (03:19)
The proposition
Handcuffed to the park bence
Hypodermic people poking
Fun at the living
Please lift the weight out of this
It takes the weight out of living
Are we just infants that are ripe for the training
The opposition
Can't feel the tenticle reach
Cuction cup the numb arms
Of the elderly
Please lift the weight out of this
It takes the weight out of living
Let these walkers trip on
Endless proof
Pattern against user - dilated
Bastard waiting for nothing
Pattern - Circus carny guarding
The gates of heaven
Like stuck in limbo abduction
Wormed our way through
Distant earth
x 2
This intuition
Limps with the cane of suspicion
Folding space in the crease
Of this page
It takes the weight out of this
It takes the weight out of -
Trickling the ticking of this
Grandfather clock
The opposition
Can't feel the tenticle reach
Suction cup the numb arms of the elderly
Pattern against user - dilated
Bastard waiting for nothing
Pattern - Circus carny guarding
The gates of heaven
Like stuck in limbo abduction
Wormed our way through
Distant earth
x 2
And if this clock keeps ticking away
Will time be hesitated
Of all the minutes that were taken away
Will your watch be waiting
Sand falls through
Time portals
These landfills - immortal
And if this clock keeps beating down
Let the branded time keep playing
Of all the minutes that were taken away
Will your watch be waiting
Pattern against user - dilated
Bastard waiting for nothing
Pattern - Circus carny guarding
The gates of heaven
Like stuck in limbo abduction
Wormed our way through
Distant earth
03 One Armed Scissor (04:21)
Yes this is the campaign
Slithered entrails
In the cargo bay
neutered is the vastness
Hallow vacuum check the
Oxygen tanks
They hibernate
But have they kissed the ground
Pucker up and kiss the asphalt now
Tease this amputation
Splintered larynx
It has access now
Cut away, Cut away
Send transmission to
The one armed scissor
Cut away,Cut away
Send transmission from
The one armed scissor
Cut away, Cut away
Send transmission from
The one armed scissor
Cut away, Cut away
Banked on memory
Mummified circuitry
Skin graft machinery
Sputnik sickles found in the seats
Self-destruct sequence
This station is non-operational
Species growing
Bubbles in an IV loitering
Unknown origins
Is this the comfort of being afraid
Solar eclipsed
Black out the vultures
As they wait
Cut away, Cut away
Send transmission from
The one armed scissor
Cut away, Cut away
Send transmission from
The one armed scissor
Cut away, Cut away
Send transmission from
The one armed scissor
Cut away, Cut away
Dissect a trillion sighs away
Will you get this letter
Jagged pulp sliced in my veins
I write to remember
'Cause I'm a million miles away
Will you get this letter
Jagged pulp sliced in my veins
I write to remember
I write to remember
I write to remember
Cut away, Cut away
Send transmission from
The one armed scissor
Cut away, Cut away
Send transmission from
The one armed scissor
Cut away, Cut away
Send transmission from
The one armed scissor
Cut away, Cut away
Cut away, Cut away
Cut away, Cut away
04 Sleepwalk Capsules (03:29)
taser taser kindergarten nap nap time
pacifier pacifies
highchair crumbles unannounced
like a draft from outside
pacifier pacifies
beacon shined a light from the faulty tower
pacifier pacifies
colossal in tons , unknowing it wants
pacifier pacifies
atop this podium built of fixation
they like to choke
all utensils are fixed on you
cranes perched in scowls , in the windows they would peek
pacifier pacifies
snuck inside the sound of sleep
pacifier pacifies
don't sweat the hemorrhaging glance
don't sweat the hemorrhaging glance
pacifier pacifies
feast apon your illness
and let the puppet strings sag
pacifier pacifies
atop this podium built of fixation
they like to choke
all utensils fixed on you
atop this podium spilt in confession
dripping with drool from the nerves
of this sentence
dripping with drool from the nerves
of this sentence
Lazarus threw the party
Lazarus threw the fight
snuck inside the sound of sleep
cloak a dagger plot
her sovereign majesty
pacifier pacifies
bullet ridden with vermin
be it the peasant stark frenzy
pacifier pacifies
held into its tusks , naked and disrobed
pacifier pacifies
and the emperor still wears no clothes
confess
05 Invalid Litter Dept. (06:07)
Intravenously polite it was the walkie-talkies
That had knocked the pins down
As their shoes gripped the dirt floor
In the silhouette of dying
Dancing on the corpses ashes
Yeah, they had plans for him
They had spun the last of the pimps
Polyester, satin nailed jewelery lips
While the guillotine just laughed again
Dancing on the corpses ashes
And the paramedics fell into the wound
Like a rehired scab at a barehanded plant
An anesthetic penance beneath
The hail of the contraband
Dancing on the corpses ashes
On my way
Nails broke and fell
Into the
Wishing well, wishing well
Wishing well, wishing well
(x2)
They had defected and been excommunicated
And all the pulses were subverted
And they made sure that the obituaries
Showed pictures of smoke stacks
Dancing on the corpses ashes
A vivid dissection that mocked
The strut of vivisection
A semi-automatic colony
And a silencing that still walks the streets
Dancing on the corpses ashes
In the company of wolves
Was a stretcher made of
Cobblestone curfews
The federales perform
Their custodial customs quite well
Dancing on the corpses ashes
On my way
Nails broke and fell
Into the
Wishing well, wishing well
Wishing well, wishing well
(x4)
Intravenously polite it was the walkie-talkies
That had knocked the pins down
As their shoes lay dangling on dirt floor
In the silhouette of dying
Dancing on the corpses ashes
Yeah, they had plans for him
They had spun the last of the pimps
Polyester, satin nailed jewellery lips
While the guillotine just slapped again
Dancing on the corpses ashes
And the paramedics fell into the wound
Like a rehired scab at a barehanded plant
An anesthetic penance beneath
The hail of the contraband
Dancing on the corpses ashes
On my way
Nails broke and fell
Into the
Wishing well, wishing well
Wishing well, wishing well
(x4)
On my way
Callous heels
Numbed in travel
Endless maps made
By their scalpels, scalpels
(x2)
06 Mannequin Republic (03:04)
They'd call it a wasteland
auslander plates
you know its armor was human
drove stakes into the main camps
eyesockets sank into
the back of its head again
this frequency was jet lagged
yes the wrinkles mate
with the owner's manual
with the owner's manual
Frequent flyers in denial
and all the while
emergency is evident
revenants were the statues
radar learning of huddled masses
CHORUS:
sutured all the patients
of this nursing home
omitted from the pages
of this burial ground (x2)
labor concentrated
in this sheepless chapel(x2)
they call it a wasteland
they call it a wasteland, baby
they call it a wasteland
they call it a wasteland, baby
they call it a, they call it a, they call it a, they call it a
CHORUS (x2)
07 Enfilade (05:03)
this could last us all a lifetime
limbs intact, untouched
on the screen of a video tape
confined to bedposts
we wait as lepers
upheld at knife's reach
we covet all the status quo
this syringe will take a lifespan
it's filled with bait and tackle
try and catch us if you can
sacrifice on railroad tracks
freight freight train coming X2
un un unconscious tied and gagged
freight freight train coming X2
sacrifice on railroad tracks
freight freight train coming X2
meet us at the corner
of fifth and pontiac
make sure that no one else
is with you
if you wish to see them alive
again
then humor me with this request
humor me with this request
in basements we will hide
amnesia in our alibis
they kept a close eye
on your get well incentive
08 Rolodex Propaganda (02:57)
pinch history
feel the pinch blistering
pinch me in dreams
cause im still not listening
x marks the spot
on your calender days
a beard half eaten
smiled
crawling with legs
temper tampered temperature
manuscript replica
in infrared is how we saw
the night that lit up
scarecrow plots
the nerve that pinches
crippled hobbled
frolicked flat on its own face
jigsaw pattern
dominoes left a trail
the whites of their eyes
polaroids tell the fate
for our amusement
we bring stares to the defendants
mechanical panaceas
absolved by history
phonetic paralysis
inflicted through morality
the seed that it nurtured
was a wilted bouquet
temper tampered temperatures
squirming through cuts
in a throat
09 Quarantined (05:26)
autonomous machete for hands
warden and judge hide behind masks
wet raindrop lull
small rationing
exhumed the the rhetoric of
break the weak in single file
sanction this outbreak - a virus conspires
push become shove , days become months
I seem to have forgotten the warmth of the sun
feeding frenzy its contagious
have trigger will travel
single sparks are spectral fires
shackled the grapple and sentinels found
binoculars watch cardboard towns
strung up in webs the net was flung
over the auditorium
slave trade the weak , no call to arms
sanction this outbreak ; a virus conspires
push become shove , days become months
and I seem to have forgotten the warmth of the sun
a single spark can start a spectral fire
have trigger will travel
10 Cosmonaut (03:25)
We sample from the shelves
tore a page out from this chapter
deface the essays in the book that you're reading
we are the leaches that stop the bleeding
deficit attention program
by any means necessary
blare sirens to the library
whisper instructions to the book- wormed glossary
Is it heavier than air- tell us, is the black box lying?
Aeronautics hacked
the spine of paragraphs
prepare to indent, a coma that read-
floating in a soundproof costume
here comes the monolith
brass knuckles for the hissie fit
an abbreviation for the landing of fleets
incoming
Postion the stitches- like miles of torpedoes
permission was hinted
lungs that hollered in a sleeper hold
Is it heavier than air- am I supposed to die alone?
11 Non-Zero Possibility (05:36)
I'm just tired of counting bodies
Is this mausoleum tardy
Let's just paint you a pretty face
Flies dip tongues into tear ducts
In toothpicks fought unborn
Contusion is hungry
They still eat their young
Proto-culture null and void
All veins in highway laps
This breath collapsed again
This hex was delivered spent
Orchestra influenza
Drawn and quartered pets
It dwells and grows
This is the pocket sized edition
Rabid sleep through benediction
Let's just paint you a pretty face
Museums mark their bodies down
And the tenants found
All the distance in their prefix
Contusion is hungry
They still eat their young
Proto-culture null and void
Fever bliss into central nervousness
I was bitten on the entrance
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"Un disco che consiglio vivamente a tutti gli amanti di cose fatte bene."
"Ascoltati 'Relationship Of Command' per un paio di giorni e poi mi fai sapere... io non amo i cambiamenti, mi piace rimanere fedele alla linea."
