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Un disco per i depressi e per chi pensa che la musica sia solo ballatone tristi e deprimenti...
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2000: sono passati (ben) 20 anni da "Back In Black" e gli AC/DC pubblicano questo fantastico album: un disco che è rock ma che è anche blues, che ti fa muovere il culo dalla prima all'ultima nota, un disco pieno zeppo di riff... insomma un album che racchiude al cento x cento la filosofia degli AC/DC: si parla di rock, di donne libidinose e di satelliti blues...
Tutta la band è come la solito in grandissima forma e ascoltando le varie tracce sembra proprio di averli di fronte questi "ragazzetti" del rock'n'roll. Tra i pezzi migliori sicuramente la title-track che racchiude in 3 minuti e 36 secondi tutta la potenza del disco, "Safe In New York City", che è una vera e propria bomba che esplode nel ritornello, mentre "Satellite Blues" sembra la "Back In Black" del 2000, "Give It Up" poi chiude alla grande con quel ritornello ripetuto fino alla noia...
Nel complesso un grande disco. Da avere.
P.S. Per chi poi ascoltando il cd volesse approfondire la propria cultura sugli AC/DC consiglio vivamente il dvd "Stiff Upper Lip Live" anche se nella scaletta è presente un solo brano del nuovo cd.
Elenco tracce testi samples e video
01 Stiff Upper Lip (03:34)
Well I was out on a drive
On a bit of a trip
Lookin' for thrills
To get me some kicks
Now I warn you ladies
I shoot from the hip
I was born with a stiff
Stiff upper lip
Like a dog in a howl
I bite everything
And I'm big and I'm drawl
And I'll ball your thing
I keep a stiff upper lip
And I shoot from the hip
I keep a stiff upper lip
And I shoot
And I shoot
Shoot from the hip
Yeah I shoot from the hip
Now listen
Well I'm workin' it out
And I've done everything
And I can't reform no
Can you feel my sting
Babe I keep a stiff upper lip
And I shoot from the hip, yeah
I keep a stiff upper lip
And I shoot
And I shoot
And i shoot shoot shoot
Shoot from the hip
Well I'm on the prowl
And I'll ball your thing
I got the teeth that'll bite you
Can you feel my sting
Babe I keep a stiff upper lip
And I shoot from the hip
I keep a stiff upper lip
And I shoot shoot shoot from the hip
I got a (stiff upper lip)
Better believe me (stiff upper lip)
Comin' down (stiff upper lip)
(Stiff upper lip)
Yeah i got a (stiff upper lip)
Stiff upper lip
Stiff upper lip
I got a stiff upper lip
I got a stiff upper lip
Stiff upper lip
Stiff upper lip
And I shoot
And I shoot
And I shoot
Shoot from the hip
02 Meltdown (03:41)
Now I'm gonna watch the fire (?)
Night time or day
Looking at a female
Hey, hey, hey
Gotta get up and come home
And run around the hay
Making her sweat,
Telling her to last all through the day
Man it's getting hot - hot - hot
I said man it's getting hot - hot - hot
It's getting hotter
And hotter
Man it's getting hot - hot
It's getting hot around here
It's a meltdown
It's a meltdown
I got a feeling in my bones
I been working my brains out
All night long
Stoke another fire
Take them hard up to the wall
Burn the longest log
Burn me down
Man it's getting hot - hot - hot
I said man it's getting hot - hot - hot
It's getting hotter, and hotter
Man it's getting hot, hot
It's getting hot around here
It's a meltdown
It's a meltdown
It's a meltdown
It's a meltdown
- solo -
Man it's getting hot - hot - hot
I said man it's getting hot - hot - hot
It's getting hotter
And hotter
And hotter
And hotter
It's a meltdown
It's a meltdown
It's a meltdown
It's a meltdown
It's a meltdown - Gonna burn
It's a meltdown - I said burn, burn
It's a meltdown
Meltdown
Meltdown
It's a meltdown
It's a meltdown
09 Damned (03:51)
Don't smoke don't fight don't light no cigarettes
Or else you'll wind up in the can
No jokes no rights sit tight don't fool around
You are a guest of Uncle Sam
Stand up look right don't slouch and stand at ease
Allow no sex above the knees
When I snap you jump into the master plan
I'll be damned
Well I'll be damned
I'll be damned if I drink or smoke
Damned if I steal your joke
I'll be damned if I go for broke
Damned if I do
Damned if I don't
Don't talk don't fool don't try to mess around
I'll make a monkey outta you
You sign your name right on that dotted line boy
I'll be damned
I'll be damned if I drink or smoke
Damned if I steal your joke
I'll be damned if I go for broke
Damned if I do
And damned if I don't, yeah
Come on
I'll be damned if I drink or smoke
Damned if I steal your joke
I'll be damned if I go for broke
I'm damned if I do
I'm damned if I don't
I'll be damned if I drink or smoke
Damned if I steal your joke
I'll be damned if I go for broke
I'm damned if I do
I'm damned if I don't
I'll be damned
I'll be damned
I'll be damned
I'll be damned
I'll be damned
I'll be damned
11 All Screwed Up (04:36)
Get ready
You think your kinda tough
You're walkin' kinda rough
When you want any more
You go fast wo' wo' wo'
Things go tough
And you strut your stuff
And I want your thing
Then you're out of luck
Yes you are
It's all screwed up
All screwed up
It's all screwed up
All screwed up
Take you out to kick some butt
Work you over screw you nuts
And when you can't take no more
Then she push you out that door
And things go hard
Like a dog gone mad
She can pack some punch
Then you're out to lunch, back at one
It's all screwed up
All screwed up
It's all screwed up
All screwed up
It's all screwed up
It's all screwed up
Cant' tell I'm comin'
All screwed up, yeah
I said it's all screwed up
All screwed up, yeah
Said you're all screwed up
All screwed up
It's all screwed up, yes it is
All screwed up
It's all screwed up
All screwed up
Screwed up
It's all screwed up
It's all screwed up
Said you think you got some balls
But you're always out to lunch
It's all screwed up
It's all screwed up
It's all screwed up, yes it is
All screwed up
It's all screwed up, yeah
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Di El Nadador
Le canzoni risultano poco ispirate, quasi come se tutta la band sia stata incatenata a un tavolino e sia stata costretta a scrivere i primi 3 riff che gli venivano in testa!
Se vedete Stiff Upper Lip esposto in un negozio di dischi vi consiglio semplicemente di guardare altrove.
