Avete presente quel particolare stato d'animo in cui ci si sente sia sconvolti e sia felici, in qualche modo?
Beh, io mi sono sentito proprio così appena ho notato che nessuno, prima d'ora, avesse parlato di questo gruppo. Ma pure in generale, si sente parlare veramente poco degli A Flock Of Seagulls e proprio non me lo spiego. Avevano tutto: il nome figo, il look unico e stravagante ed un sound pazzesco.
Ed il picco del loro sound si ha già con questo omonimo debutto, proponendo un'infuso stellare di New Wave, Synthpop e Space Rock. Un'offerta musicale forse scontata o forse anche no, ma sicuramente singolare nel panorama New Wave dei primi anni '80. Una chicca, una gemma o quel che volete.
A questo disco non manca nulla. Ha carattere, grinta, sontuosità. Un'identità ben definita.
Sonorità che fanno affidamento sull'accoppiata synth, come da manuale, e chitarra, soprattutto. E' la chitarra ad essere la genitrice del sound A Flock Of Seagulls, muovendosi sinuosa nell'atmosfera cosmica da lei creata, proprio come un gabbiano.
Un viaggio sonoro a metà tra science fiction e romanticismo.
Lo testimoniano due tra i singoli di maggiori successo di questi Liverpudlians "I Ran (So Far Away)" e "Space Age Love Song", oppure il robotronic scuola Devo presente in "Telecommunication" e il Synthpop alieno di "Messages".
E se volete farvi un bel giro dentro una navicella spaziale a medio-alta velocità per gustarvi il panorama, allora la strumentale "D.N.A." è quello che fa per voi.
Non servono altre parole, ci penserà la vostra mente a fare tutto il lavoro una volta ingerita questa caramellina siderale.
Elenco tracce testi samples e video
02 Messages (02:53)
The hands on the clock
Can't hold back the time.
Without the clock
There's no reason why.
We're sending messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
With hands held high
To the new sunrise,
With open arms
To the empty skies
Receiving messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
(From the rings of Saturn.)
Messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
Through space and time
For a million years,
(From the rings of Saturn)
Receiving messages.
Receiving messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
(From the rings of Saturn.)
Messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
Messages,
Messages,
Messages,
Messages.
Typed by John Manfreda
03 I Ran (05:07)
I walked along the avenue.
I never thought I'd meet a girl like you;
Meet a girl like you.
With auburn hair and tawny eyes;
The kind of eyes that hypnotize me through;
Hypnotize me through.
And I ran, I ran so far away.
I just ran, I ran all night and day.
I couldn't get away.
A cloud appears above your head;
A beam of light comes shining down on you,
Shining down on you.
The cloud is moving nearer still.
Aurora borealis comes in view;
Aurora comes in view.
And I ran, I ran so far away.
I just ran, I ran all night and day.
I couldn't get away.
Reached out a hand to touch your face;
You're slowly disappearing from my view;
Appearing from my view.
Reached out a hand to try again;
I'm floating in a beam of light with you;
A beam of light with you.
And I ran, I ran so far away.
I just ran, I ran all night and day.
And I ran, I ran so far away.
I just ran, I couldn't get away.
04 Space Age Love Song (03:48)
I saw your eyes,
And you made me smile;
For a little while
I was falling in love.
I saw your eyes,
And you touched my mind.
Although it took a while,
I was falling in love.
I saw your eyes,
And you made me cry;
And for a little while
I was falling in love.
I was falling in love.
Falling in love.
Falling in love.
Falling in love.
Falling in love.
Typed by John Manfreda
06 Telecommunication (02:31)
Ultraviolet,
Radio light
To your solar system
On a beam of light.
This is telecommunication,
Telecommunication
Telecommunication,
Telecommunication
Laser beam
Coming through the night
To my T.V. screen,
To my color eye.
This is telecommunication,
Telecommunication
Telecommunication,
Telecommunication
Video screen,
Silver page,
With a new calibration
For the nuclear age.
This is telecommunication,
Telecommunication
Telecommunication,
Telecommunication
This is telecommunication,
Telecommunication
Telecommunication,
Telecommunication
This is telecommunication,
Telecommunication
Telecommunication,
Telecommunication
Telecommunication,
Telecommunication,
Telecommunication,
Telecommunication
Typed by John Manfreda
07 Standing in the Doorway (04:41)
I can see you standing outside,
See your shadow on the wall by a street lamp.
I've got a manual instructing my brain.
I turn around, cover eyes, I see you
Standing in the doorway;
Standing in the doorway
I can see you.
Standing in the doorway;
Standing in the doorway
I can see you.
I can see you walking behind,
See your face silhouetted in the half light.
I've got a manual instructing my brain.
I turn around, cover eyes, I see you
Standing in the doorway;
Standing in the doorway
I can see you.
Standing in the doorway;
Standing in the doorway
I can see you.
I can feel your presence inside,
Like a chill, like the point of a sharp knife.
Instruction manual instructing my brain.
I turn around, cover eyes, I see you
Standing in the doorway;
Standing in the doorway
I can see you.
Standing in the doorway
Standing in the doorway
Standing in the doorway
Standing in the doorway
Standing in the doorway
Standing
in the doorway
Standing
in the doorway
Standing
in the doorway
Typed by John Manfreda
08 Don't Ask Me (02:46)
What happened to the world we had when we were young?
What happened to the sun?
What happened to the buildings and the fields and trees?
Won't someone tell me, please?
I sit here all alone and watch the saucers in the sky.
Where has the feeling gone?
Don't ask me why, don't ask me.
What happened to the wings that used to search the sky?
Where did the clouds all fly?
No sign of life around me, nothing anywhere.
This moment I should share.
I sit here all alone and watch the saucers in the sky.
Where has the feeling gone?
Don't ask me why, don't ask me.
But I'm so glad I waited,
As I anticipated,
'cos now I see you.
I see your points of silver piercing the night,
Moving towards my sight.
I'll never understand the lights up in the sky
No matter how I try.
I sit here all alone and watch the saucers in the sky.
Where has the feeling gone?
Don't ask me why, don't ask me.
But I'm so glad I waited,
As I anticipated,
'cos now I see you.
But I'm so glad I waited, (waited)
As I anticipated,
'cos now I see you.
Yes I'm so glad I waited, (waited)
As I anticipated,
'cos now I see you.
Typed by John Manfreda
10 Tokyo (02:53)
It's been a long long time
Since she's been around to see me
I asked a friend of mine
What would you do if you were me
He said to call her on the telephone
Said I tried, but she's never home
Doesn't seem right, doesn't seem right
She's gone to Toky
She's gone to Toky, Toky, Toky, Tokyo
Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo
(Tokyo)
I thought I'd wait a while
(Tokyo)
To see if she was coming home
(Tokyo)
I even asked her mom
(Tokyo)
She said she didn't know
She said to call her on the telephone
Said I tried, but she's never home
Doesn't seem right, doesn't seem right
She's gone to Toky
She's gone to Toky, Toky, Toky, Tokyo
Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo
Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo
Tokyo, Tokyo, Tokyo
Tokyo, Tokyo
Tokyo
imsite
11 Man Made (05:39)
Man made machines make music for the man
Now machines make music while the man makes plans
A second generation, a generation lost
While the man prepares for the holocaust
Man made machines to control the days
Now machines control while the man obeys
A second generation, a generation lost
While machines prepare for the holocaust
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