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La critica ha sempre bollato gli Ac/Dc come un gruppo che -a parte l'era Bon Scott- si è sempre mantenuto uguale a sè stesso, non ha saputo rinnovarsi, sforna album-fotocopia, etc. Ritengo invece che il roccioso Hard Rock proposto dai Nostri esprima coerenza e tenacia piuttosto che ripetitività e mancanza di originalità: certo, un pezzo degli Ac/Dc è immediatamente riconoscibile sin dalle prime battute, ma è proprio questo che i loro fan (io mi annovero tra questi) vogliono! Ricordiamo come la supposta monotonia dei rockers venuti dall'Australia ha prodotto invece album imprescindibili come "Let There Be Rock", "Powerage", "Highway To Hell", "Back In Black".
"The Razors Edge" segna un discreto passo in avanti rispetto al preoccupante calo artistico-compositivo registratosi dopo il successo di "Back In Black". Gli anni '80 sono ormai alle spalle, i f.lli Young sostituiscono alla batteria Wright con il potentissimo Chris Slade, affidano la produzione dell'album a Bruce Fairbairn, e sfornano un album tutto sommato buono. L'esordio, "Thunderstruck", ti incenerisce. Il lungo intro in crescendo ci porta ad una deflagrazione di ritmo ed energia cui è impossibile resistere; i violenti riffs di Angus e Malcolm, le infuocate tonsille di Brian, le tremende bordate di Slade ai tamburi fanno di "Thunderstruck" una delle migliori songs del gruppo e in generale dell'intero panorama hard rock. Dopo la tiratissima "Fire Your Guns" e "Moneytalks" (altro episodio indimenticabile), ecco la title-track: imponente ed austera, "The Razors Edge" è forse la song più particolare scritta dalla band. Dopo queste prime quattro tracce, che valgono da sole l'acquisto dell'album, ecco i dolori: "Mistress For Christmas" non lascia traccia e pure "Rock Your Heart Out", dopo un inizio promettente, scivola via nel dimenticatoio. "Are You Ready" raggiunge la sufficienza, ma il resto dell'album - se si eccettua la pompatissima "Shot Of Love" - lascia a desiderare.
"The Razors Edge" non è affatto un capolavoro (a brani straripanti come "Thunderstruck" alterna altri -troppi- privi di interesse, messi giusto per far numero), ma getta solide basi per i successivi "Ballbreaker" (1995) e "Stiff Upper Lip" (2000).
Elenco tracce testi e samples
01 Thunderstruck (04:53)
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow (Thunder)
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow (Thunder)
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow (Thunder)
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow (Thunder)
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow (Thunder)
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow (Thunder)
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow (Thunder)
(Thunder)
(Thunder)
(Thunder)
I was caught
In the middle of a railroad track (Thunder)
Looked around
And I knew there was no turning back (Thunder)
My mind raced
And I thought, what could I do (Thunder)
And I knew
There was no help, no help from you (Thunder)
Sound of the drums
Beatin' in my heart
The thunder of guns
Tore me apart
You've been thunderstruck
Went down the highway
Broke the limit, we hit the town
Went through to Texas, yeah, Texas
And we had some fun
We met some girls
Some dancers who gave a good time
Broke all the rules, played all the fools
Yeah, yeah, they, they, they blew our minds
And I was shakin' at the knees
Could I come again please?
Yeah, the ladies were too kind
You've been thunderstruck
Thunderstruck
Yeah yeah yeah, thunderstruck
Ooh, thunderstruck
Yeah
Now we're shaking at the knees
Could I come again please?
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow
Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow
Thunderstruck
Thunderstruck
Yeah yeah yeah, thunderstruck
Thunderstruck, yeah yeah yeah
Said yeah, it's alright
We're doing fine
Yeah, it's alright
We're doing fine, so fine
Thunderstruck, yeah yeah yeah
Tunderstruck, thunderstruck
Thunderstruck
Whoa baby baby, thunderstruck
You've been thunderstruck (Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow)
Thunderstruck (Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow)
Thunderstruck (Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow)
Thunderstruck (Ow ow ow ow ow ow ow)
You've been thunderstruck
02 Fire Your Guns (02:53)
Wild beast, I'll make ya mine
Taste ya kiss, sweet lips divine
She got moves, drips of sweat
She got eyes of blue, body curves
Legs that'll break your nerves
Chorus:
(Fire) when she's goin' down
(Fire) then she make you drown
(Fire) then she blow you round
Yeah, you want some fun?
Fire your guns (4x)
That lady bites hard style
Drips of sex, eyes are wild
She got moves, long long legs
She got eyes of blue, body curves
And legs that'll shake the earth
Chorus
Chorus again with "Fire Your Guns" 6 more times
03 Moneytalks (03:45)
Tailored suits, chauffeured cars
Fine hotels and big cigars
Up for grabs, all for a price
Where the red hot girls keep on dancin' through the night
The claim is on you
The sights are on me
So what do you do?
That's guaranteed
Hey little girl, you want it all
The furs, the diamonds, the painting on the wall
Come on, come on, love me for the money
Come on, come on, listen to the money talk
Come on, come on, love me for the money
Come on, come on, listen to the money talk
A French maid, foreign chef
A big house with king size bed
You had enough, you ship 'em out
The dollar's up, down, you better buy the pound
The claim is on you
The sights are on me
So what do you do?
That's guaranteed
Hey little girl, you break the laws
You hustle, you deal, you steal from us all
Come on, come on, love me for the money (Money talks)
Come on, come on, listen to the money talk (Money talks)
Come on, come on, love me for the money (Money talks)
Come, come on, listen to the money talk
Money talks, yeah, yeah
Money talks, B.S. walks
Money talks, come on, come on
Come on, come on, love me for the money (Money talks)
Come on, come on, listen to the money talk (Money talks)
Come on, come on, love me for the money (Money talks)
Come on, come on, listen to the money talk
Come on, come on, love me for the money (Money talks)
Come on, come on, listen to the money talk (Money talks)
Come on, come on, love me for the money (Money talks)
Come on, come on, listen to the money talk
Money talks
04 The Razors Edge (04:22)
There's fighting on the left
And marching on the right
Don't look up in the sky
You're gonna die of fright
Here comes the razors edge
You're living on the edge
Don't know wrong from right
They're breathing down your neck
You're running out of lives
And here comes the razors edge
Here comes the razors edge
The razors edge
Razors edge, to raise the dead
Razors edge, to cut to shreds
To raise the dead
Here comes the razors edge
Here comes the razors edge
Well here it comes to cut to shreds
The razors edge
The razors edge [It's the razor's edge]
Gotta razors edge [Well, the razor's edge]
You'll be cut to shreds [that you'll be cut to shreds]
by the razors edge [gotta razor's edge]
Gotta razors edge [by the razor's edge]
05 Mistress for Christmas (03:59)
Jingle bells, jingle bells
Jingle all the day
I just can't wait till
Christmas time
When I can grope you in the
hay
Easy come, easy go
Have a good time with lots
of dough
Slippin' up high, slippin'
down low
Love'm and leave'm on with
the show
Listen, I like meaphoe in
midd one glass (or "female
form in minimal dress")
Money to spend with a
capital "S"
Get a date with the woman in
red
Wanna be in heaven with
three in a bed
He got it, I want it
They got it, I can't have it
But I want it, it don't
matter
She got it, but I can't get
it
I want a mistress for
Christmas
Easy come, easy go
Slippin' high, slippin' low
He got it, I want it
They got it, I can't have it
I want it, don't matter
She got it, and I can't get
a -
Mistress for Christmas
?????
I want the woman in red with
her body on my bed
I can hear you coming down
my smoke stack
I wanna ride on your
raindeer honey and ring the
bells
07 Are You Ready (04:10)
Are you ready
Are you ready
Are you ready
Are you ready
Sweet apple pie
Standing in the street
Hands outta line
Looking for some meat (heat?)
She take you high
When you feel her sting
She make you fly
And you know you're coming
Who all need it - who
Who all need it - you
Who all need it, who all need it (yes you do)
You all breathe it, we all need it
Are you ready for a good time
Then get ready for the night line
Are you ready for a good time
Then get ready for the night line
Are you ready for a good time
She making eyes
At everything she meet
ain't it a crime
When she make you pump heat
She make you fly
Because that's her thing
She make you dry
And you know you're broken in
Who all need it, who all need it
(yes you do)
You all breathe it, we all need it
Are you ready for a good time
Then get ready for the night line
Are you ready for a good time
Then get ready for the night line
Are you ready for a good time
Get with it
Who all need it, who all need it
You all breathe it, we all breathe it
Are you ready for a good time
Then get ready for the night line
Are you ready for a good time
Are you ready for a good time
Are you ready
Are you ready for a good time
I want a good time
Are you ready for a good time
Are you, are you ready
Are you ready for a good time
Good, good, good, good time
Are you ready for a good time
Are you ready, ready, ready
Are you ready for a good time
Are you ready for a good time
12 If You Dare (03:08)
Honey do you love me
Love me like you do
Woman won't you come outside
and play
If you dare
Woman if you love me
Love me like you do
Love me like you say
Woman won't you come outside
and play
If you dare
Come on outside
If you dare
Come outside and play
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