Tantissimi gruppi arrivati ad un certo punto della loro carriera, dopo essere stati consacrati come dei mostri sacri, iniziano a sfornare una dietro l'altra raccolte a non finire (Leggi Kiss 16 raccolte, leggi anche Alice Cooper altre 16 raccolte…), naturalmente ogni gruppo ha il diritto di avere una propria raccolta di grandi successi (non una caterva come i gruppi sopracitati) e gli Ac/Dc non potevano esimersi da ciò, ma visto che a loro di cose piace farne poche e bene, senza lasciarsi andare ad una cascata di compilation ne hanno fatta una sola ma che mette daccordo tutti, stiamo parlando naturalmente di "Bonfire", bellissimo cofanetto con 5 CD che ripercorre tutto il periodo Bon Scott (che il Signore lo abbia in grazia, immenso Bon) e che presenta anche la versione originale del capolavoro "Back In Black".
Gli Ac/Dc sono il simbolo più puro e duro dell'Hard Rock, niente fronzoli e trucco stile carnevale ma solo purissimo Hard Rock granitico mitragliato da strumenti tirati all' estremo. Gli Ac/Dc non hanno mai avuto bisogno di Megastage o di vestitini colorati per fare Rock, a loro bastavano due chitarre, un microfono, una batteria e un basso e mettevano sottosopra il mondo. Gli Ac/Dc non sono mai stati un fenomeno da baraccone, la loro musica dura e graffiante batte ancora oggi sui timpani come un martello pneumatico e le rauchissime voci dei loro singer sfondano le casse degli stereo di mezzo mondo, capolavori come "Back In Black", "T.N.T.", "Let There Be Rock" resteranno per sempre nelle classifiche dei migliori album di tutti i tempi, e a testimoniare al mondo il periodo d' oro degli Ac/Dc c'è questo meraviglioso cofanetto che è la sacra bibbia per ogni ragazzo che vive per la band australiana dei fratelli Young.
CD 1 : "Live From The Atantlic Studio", registrata negli studi discografici dell' Atlanta nel Luglio del 1977 contiene pezzi durissimi e bellissimi come "Problem Child" oppure "High Voltage" o la stravolgente "Whola Lotta Rosie" (sentite la chitarra in questo pezzo per rimanere a bocca aperta) ed anche la velocissima "Rocker". CD carico che riporta alla nostra memoria gli inizi della band. CD 2-3 : "Let There Be Rock : The Movie CD", registrazioni del concerto di Parigi al Pavillon nel 1979, brani famosissimi cantati dal vivo come "Walk All Over You", "Bad Boy Boogie", "Highway To Hell", "High Voltage", "T. N. T. " e "Let There Be Rock". Uno degli ultimi concerti di Bon prima che si spegnesse. Performance esplosiva come solo una performance degli Ac/Dc poteva esserlo. CD 4 : "Volts", raccolta di inediti, live e prime versioni dei brani più famosi ci troviamo all'interno "It's A Long Way To The Top" ed anche brani meno famosi o sconosciuti come "Back Seat Confidential". CD 5 : "Back In Black", versione originale del pluripremiato capolavoro degli Ac/Dc con naturalmente Brian Johnson alla voce.
Insomma un'acquisto obbligato per i fan della band ed un'acquisto consigliato a chi vuole godersi l'Hard Rock più puro e sporco del mondo. Per i fan più estremi della band (quelli che si vestono da scolaretti e con il mocho in mano imitano Angus e la sua chitarra) all'interno del cofanetto troverete anche gadgets simpaticissimi come portachiavi e stickers.
Spero che la recensione vi sia piaciuta, in tutti i casi "Let it be Rock".
Elenco tracce e testi
01 Live Wire (06:16)
Well if you're lookin' for trouble
I'm the man to see
If you're lookin' for satisfaction
I'm satisfaction guaranteed
I'm as cool as a body on ice
Hotter than the rollin' dice
Send you to heaven
Take you to hell
I ain't foolin'
Can't you tell?
I'm a live wire
I'm a live wire
I'm a live wire
Gonna set this town on fire
And if you need some lovin'
And if you need some man
You've got the phone and the number
And I got no future plans
Oh come on, honey you got nothin' to lose
You got the thirst and I got the booze
Give you an inch
Take you a mile
I wanna make you fry
I'm a live wire (Live wire)
I'm a live wire (Live wire)
I'm a live wire (Live wire)
Holy smoke and sweet desire
Like a hot rod baby?
Oh stick this in your fuse box
Ah, cooler than a body on ice
Hotter than the rollin' dice
Wilder than a drunken fight
You're gonna burn tonight
I'm a live wire (Live wire)
I'm a live wire (Live wire)
I'm a live wire (Live wire)
And I'm gonna set this town on fire
Live wire (Live wire)
I'm a live wire (Live wire)
Well, I'm your live wire (Live wire)
I'm a live wire (Live wire)
You're gonna burn
Ah look at me
Guilty
Burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn, burn
02 Problem Child (04:39)
COP THIS
I'm hot, and when I'm not
I'm cold as ice
Get out of my way
Just Step aside
Or pay the price
What I want I take
What I don't I break
And I don't want you
With a flick of my knife
I can change your life
There's nothing you can do
I'm a problem child
I'm a problem child, yes I am
I'm a problem child
And I'm wild
Make my stand
No man's land
On my own
Man in blue
It's up to you
The seed is sown
What I want I stash
What I don't I smash
And you're on my list
Dead or alive
I got a .45
And I never miss
I'm a problem child, hey
I'm a problem child
I'm a problem child
Just runnin' wild
~(SOLO)~
Just watch your step
Every night
Street light
I drink my booze
Some run
Some fight
But I win they lose
What I need I like
What I don't I fight
And I don't like you
Say bye bye
While you're still alive
Your time is through
Cause I'm a problem child
I'm a problem child
I'm a problem child
I'm a problem child
Problem child
I'm a problem child
Even my mother hates me
I'm a problem child
I'm a problem child
(Problem child, problem child)
(Problem child, problem child), ....
(Problem child, problem child)
(Problem child, problem child)
Problem child
I'm a problem child
Problem child
And I'm running wild
I'm a problem child
(Problem child, problem child...)
03 High Voltage (05:57)
(well) You ask me 'bout the clothes I wear
And you ask me why I grow my hair
And you ask me why I'm in a band
I dig doin' one night stands
and You wanna see me do my thing
All you gotta do is plug me into high
I said high
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage, High voltage
High voltage rock 'n' roll
rock 'n' roll
You ask me why I like to dance
And you ask me why I like to sing
And you ask me why I like to play
I got to get my kicks some way
and You ask me what I'm all about
Come and let me hear you shout high
I said high
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage, High voltage
High voltage rock 'n' roll
rock 'n' roll
I said high, I said high
Waaaah!
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage, high voltage
High voltage rock 'n' roll
(mumble, mumble...)
Spotlight, put the lights out, happy hour!
High voltage rock 'n' roll
High voltage rock 'n' roll
Wine, women and song
High voltage, high voltage
Wine women and song
High voltage rock 'n' roll
05 Dog Eat Dog (04:42)
Well it's a dog eat dog, eat cat too
The French eat frog, and I eat you
Business man when you make a deal
Do you know who you can trust
Do you sign your life away
Do you write your name in dust
Hey, hey, hey
Every dog has its day
It's a dog eat dog, dog eat dog
Dog eat dog, read the news
Someone win, someone lose
Up's above and down's below
And limbo's in between
Up you win, down you lose
It's anybody's game
Hey, hey, hey
Every dog has its day
It's a dog eat dog, dog eat dog
And it's a eye for eye
Tooth for tooth
It's a lie
That's the truth
See the blind man on the street
Lookin' for somethin' free
Hear the kind man ask his friend
What's in it for me
Hey, hey, hey
Every dog has its day
It's a dog eat dog, dog eat dog
Dog eat dog, Dog eat dog
Dog eat dog, Dog eat dog
Dog eat dog, Dog eat dog
Dog eat dog, Dog eat dog...
06 The Jack (08:36)
She gave me the Queen
She gave me the King
She was wheelin' and dealin'
Just doin' her thing
She was holdin' a pair
But I had to try
Her Deuce was wild
But my Ace was high
But how was I to know
That she'd been dealt with before
Said she'd never had a Full House
But I should have known
From the tattoo on her left leg
And the garter on her right
She'd have the card to bring me down
If she played it right
She's got the Jack
She's got the Jack
She's got the Jack
She's got the Jack
She's got the Jack
She's got the Jack
She's got the Jack
She's got the Jack
She's got the Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack
She's got the Jack
Poker face was her name
Poker face was her nature
Poker straight was her game
If she knew she could get you
She play'd 'em fast
And she play'd 'em hard
She could close her eyes
And feel every card
But how was I to know
That she'd been shuffled before
Said she'd never had a Royal Flush
But I should have known
That all the cards were comin'
From the bottom of the pack
And if I'd known what she was dealin' out
I'd have dealt it back
She's got the Jack
She's got the Jack
She's got the Jack, And who knows what else?
She's got the Jack, yeah, yeah
She's got the Jack
She's got the Jack
She's got the Jack
She's got the Jack
She's got the Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack
She's got the Jack
She's got the Jack
She's got the Jack, Ooh, was a bad deal, Jack
She gave me the Jack hey
She's got the Jack, She's got the Jack, She's got the Jack
Ooh, can't ya tell?
She's got the Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack
She's got the Jack, She's got the Jack
She's got the Jack, She's got the Jack
You Never know! She's got the Jack
She's got the Jack, She's got the Jack
She's got the Jack, and it hurts!
She's got the Jack
She's got the Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack, Jack
She's got the Jack
AAAAAAAAAAAAH!
Oooooh!
07 Whole Lotta Rosie (05:10)
Wanna tell you a story
'Bout a woman I know
When it comes to lovin'
Oh, she steals the show
She ain't exactly pretty
She ain't exaclty small
42-39-56
You could say she's got it ALLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!!
Never had a woman, never had a woman like you
Doin' all the things, doin' all the things you do
Ain't no fairy story
Ain't no skin-and-bones
But you give all you got, weighin' in at nineteen stone
You're a whole lotta woman
A whole lotta woman
I gotta whole lotta Rosie
A whole lotta Rosie
A whole lotta Rosie
I gotta whole lotta woman, yeah-yeah-yeah
Honey, you can do, do it to me all night long
Only one can turn, only one can turn me on
All through the night-time
Right around the clock
To my suprise, Rosie never stops
You're a whole lotta woman
A whole lotta woman
I gotta whole lotta Rosie
A whole lotta Rosie
A whole lotta Rosie
I gotta whole lotta woman, yeah-yeah-yeah
08 Rocker (05:32)
I'm a rocker
I'm a roller
I'm a right out of controller
I'm a wheeler
I'm a dealer
I'm a wicked woman stealer
I'm a bruiser
I'm a cruiser
I'm a rockin' rollin' man
Got slicked black hair
Skin tight jeans
Cadillac car
And a teenage dream
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rockin' rollin' man
Got lorex socks
Blue suede shoes
V8 CAR
And tattoos
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rockin' rollin' man
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rockin' rollin' man
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rockin' rollin', rockin rollin man, hey
Wanna jive honey?
C'mon, spin you 'round, hey yeah!
Yeah I'm a rocker, I'm a roller
I'm a rocker, makin' you roll
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