Ed eccomi qui, la mia prima recensione. Ho scoperto questo sito cercando una recensione di un album del mio idolo e cantante preferito, ovvero Alice Cooper. Ho avuto modo di leggere altre recenzioni su Alice e ho visto che non tutti gli album sono recensiti. Quindi da bravo fan, oggi porto la mia recensione su un suo album, forse il più sottovalutato tra quelli di Alice Cooper: "Flush the Fashion".

"Flush the Fashion" ebbe luce nel 1980, anno in cui nacque la cosidetta New Wave, e dopo il buon "From the Inside" datato 1978; Alice Cooper prova a cambiare stile musicale e sforna questa gemma semi-sconosciuta.

L'album inizia con "Talk Talk" da cui si capisce subito un cambio di stile dovuto alla presenza di tastiere e sintetizzatori. La canzone non è male ma non è poi un granchè in fine...Tutt'altro discorso per l'eccellente "Clones" anche qui troviamo una forte presenza di tastiere, con questo pezzo Cooper ci regala un vero e proprio capolavoro a mio parere (fu girato anche un video musicale dove troviamo un Alice Cooper scheletrico e sofferente a causa dell'alcolismo). Si prosegue con un'altra perla: "Pain" una ballad eccezzionale, con un esecuzione musicale a mio parere perfetta, in cui Alice sembra quasi esprimere il suo dolore dovuto alla dipendenza dall'alcool che ebbe fortunatamente fine nell'83 (la canzone la possiamo trovare in versione live nel film "Roadie" dove lo si può vedere ancora una volta in pessima salute).

Il disco procede con la texana e allegra "Leather Boots" brano molto veloce (dura all'inicirca 1 min.) La quale fa da introduzione a "Asprin Damage" forse la meno coinvolgente del disco in cui Alice parla delle droghe: "Asprin Damage, asprin damage! Kill the pain but destroy the Brain.."

Proseguendo ci troviamo all'ascolto di "Nuclear Infected" che inizia con un riff di chitarra molto graffiante e aggressivo per poi spostarsi su melodie più "allegrotte" come sempre tra le onnipresenti tastiere, un buon brano anche se non riesce a entusiasmare del tutto. Con "Grim Facts" invece, abbiamo un buon pezzo molto piacaevole da ascoltare, una canzone con un bel ritmo carico e energico. Le restanti "Model Citizen", "Dance Yourself to Death" e la finale "Headlines" non aggiungono niente di nuovo e speciale all'interno del disco (la migliore delle 3 a mio parere è "Dance Yourself to Death).

In coclusione si può definire questo "Flush the Fashion" come un esperimento riuscito da parte di Alice Cooper anche se non del tutto,dato che non tutti i pezzi sono eccellenti. Anche se questo disco non è la perfezione e non il migliore di Cooper ne consiglio vivamente l'ascolto, perchè contiene pezzi veramente validi e belli. Voto 3

Spero che questa mia prima recensione vi sia piaciuta e scusate se non sarà "il top" ma ho cercato comunque di fare del mio meglio.

Elenco tracce e testi

01   Talk Talk (02:09)

02   Clones (We're All) (03:03)

I'm a clone
I know it and I'm fine
I'm one and more are on the way
I'm two, doctor
Three's on the line
He'll take incubation another day

I'm all alone, so are we all
We're all clones
All are one and one are all
All are one and one are all

We destroyed the government
We're destroying time
No more problems on the way

I'm through doctor
We don't need your kind
The other ones
Ugly ones
Stupid boys
Wrong ones

I'm all alone, so are we all
We're all clones
All are one and one are all
All are one and one are all

Six is having problems
Adjusting to his clone status
Have to put him on a shelf
All day long we hear him crying so loud
I just wanna be myself
I just wanna be myself
I just wanna be myself
Be myself
Be myself

I'm all alone, so are we all
We destroyed the government
We're destroying time
No more problems on the way

I'm through doctor
We don't need your kind
The other ones
Ugly ones
Stupid boys
Wrong ones

I'm all alone, so are we all
We're all clones
All are one and one are all
All are one and one are all
I'm all alone, so are we all
We're all clones
All are one and one are all
All are one and one are all

03   Pain (04:06)

I'm hidden in the scream
When the virgin dies
I'm the ache in the belly
When your baby cries
And I'm the burnin' sensation
When the convict fries

I'm pain
I'm your pain
Unspeakable pain
I'm your private pain

And I'm the compound fracture
In the twisted car
And I'm the lines on the face
Of the tramp at the bar
And I'm the reds by the bed
Of the suicide star

You know me- I'm pain
I'm your pain
Your own private pain
Unfathomable pain

And it's a compliment to me
To hear you screamin' through the night
All night
Tonight

I'm the holes in your arm
When you're feeling the shakes
I'm the lump on your head
When you step on the rake

And I'm the loudest one laughing
At the saddest wake

Yes I'm pain
I'm just pain
Dear old pain
You need your pain

And I'm the loudest one laughing
At the saddest wake

I'm the salt in the sweat
On the cuts of the slaves
I was the wound in the side
While Jesus prayed
I was the filthiest word
At the vandalized grave

Yes, pain
Do you love me pain
I love my pain
I'm your pain

It's a compliment to me
To hear you screamin' through the night
All night
Tonight

04   Leather Boots (01:36)

Leather boots poundin' the floor
Black and shiny kickin' the door
The police, hit the streets
They would never take the boots off of their feet

If I break the law and get caught
I could get smashed in the face
By the big boys
'Cause they're frightened by the real world
Frightened by the real world
Scared of the real world.
Oh yeah.

I saw a cop, he looked pretty shot
By some criminals, left there to rot
I took a look, no one around
I put on his boots and stomped on the ground

Stood tall and felt so strong
I wanted to be just like them
So I could hurt somebody
Hurt somebody

Hurt somebody, hurt somebody
Scared of the real world.
Oh yeah.
Scared of the real world.
Oh yeah.

Don't litter or score in the dark
Don't kill your lover and don't overpark
Cause if you murder or if you loot
Get the heel of my new leather boots

If I break the law and get caught
You could get smashed in the face
By this young boy
Who is frightened by the real world
This boy is frightened by the real world
I gonna hurt somebody
'Cause I'm frightened of the real world.
Oh yeah.

05   Aspirin Damage (02:57)

I get these killer headaches
I get one everyday
I wake up with a migraine
Since you ran away

Got a load of tension
Burnin' up my neck
Something is wrong with my suspension
So pass those tablets to this wreck

Aspirin damage, Aspirin damage
Kills the pain, destroys the brain
No one told me 'bout Aspirin damage
Sometimes I find myself shakin'
From the medication taken
Oh yeah.

I balance my Excedrin
And Anacins in stacks
I'm a pain reliever junkie
I got a Bayer on my back.

I went to see the doctor
He walked me down the hall
Said "Strip down 'til you're naked
Your suit, your tie and all."

Aspirin damage, Aspirin damage
Kills the pain, destroys the brain
Aspirin damage, my disadvantage
Sometimes I find myself shakin'
From the medication taken
Oh yeah.

Aspirin damage, Aspirin damage
Kills the pain, destroys the brain
No one told me 'bout Aspirin damage
Sometimes I find myself shakin'
From the medication taken
Oh yeah

06   Nuclear Infected (02:14)

I'm nuclear infected
I really don't mind
I just go out when the sun goes down
And have a really good time

I can clear out any ballgame
In a minute and a half
I jus show up � glow up
And have a real good laugh

When I'm happy I glow yellow
When I sad I glow blue
And I glow red-hot when I'm in bed with you

I'm nuclear infected
Really ain't that bad
In fact it's about the best time
I've ever had

I'm nuclear infected
I'm looking for a mate
So I slip on something lead, babe
And go out on a date

Nuclear infected�don't make me angry
Nuclear infected�don't make me shake
Nuclear infected�don't get me to sneeze
Nuclear infected�that's a big mistake

I want to live on Three Mile Island
Where things are clean and neat
'Cause we don't have no health freaks
Clutterin� up our streets
I'm nuclear infected I need something to eat
A China Syndrome salad with plutonium and cheese

07   Grim Facts (03:24)

The boy�s got problems
The boy�s got stress
The boys got a .38 hidden in desk
The boy�s got a chickie
With four months to go
Grim facts every parent must know

The girl�s a deadly teaser
Wants to do a private show
She got a hundred thousand fantasies
She wants the band to know
She likes to brush across my Levis
Likes to watch him grow
Grim facts every parent must know

Red lights
Gang fights
Brewin� in the heart
Cop cars
Gay bars
On your precious street
That ain't so neat

Sister�s on the street now
Lookin� for some Joe
Only got about an hour
To pay for her new nose
Get�s a hundred for her body
A nickel for her soul
Grim facts every parent must know
Grim facts every parent must know

And I am feelin� itchy
Got a fire down below
I'm a walkin� loaded time bomb
Just about to blow
Tries to slide inside my pockets
But it's strictly SRO
Grim facts every parent better know
Grim facts every parent better know

08   Model Citizen (02:39)

Be an Arab, be a Jew
Be a boxing Kangaroo
Beat yourself all black and blue
(I don't care)

Be a bleeder, be a Cancer
Be a haemophiliac romancer
Be a crippled disco dancer
(What a pair)

He's a model citizen
I think I've got them fooled again
He's an ultra sweet guy
And the master of disguise
He's a model citizen
Just keep believin� that, my friends
I'm a model citizen

I'm a model citizen
I'm a model citizen
I'm a model citizen
I'm an All-American!

I'm a hostage in a city of creeps
They've got mercenary guards that watch me sleep
They'd like to kill me and bury me deep�
In the heart of Texas
I'm a martyr I'm a sadist
I might be the Savlor her to save us all
I'm a friend of Sammy Davis (casually)

He's a model citizen
I think I've got them fooled again
He's an ultra-sweety guy
I won't let down my disguise
He's a model citizen
Just keep believin� that, my friends
He's a model citizen

09   Dance Yourself to Death (03:08)

10   Headlines (03:18)

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