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Una copertina "infuocata" quasi da visione apocalittica niente male, sicuramente tra tutte la più particolare e affascinante tra quelle dei tre Chicagoani..
Secondo album per la band dell'Illinois dopo il debutto del 1998 con "Goddamit!". Gli Alkaline Trio sono una delle band pop-punk, più apprezzate degli States unendo atmosfere dark e malinconiche a melodie emozionali e catchy.
In queste dieci canzoni che compongono il disco si può scorgere un gruppo diverso da quello attuale. Componimento a tratti abbastanza lunghi che si distaccano dalla classica struttura del pop-punk. Sicuramente il disco più sofferto e malinconico in cui si fanno sentire le belle voci di Matt e Dan, chitarrista e bassista del combo. Per mettere a fuoco il concetto principale: più Get Up Kids che Blink 182, più emo-rock meno pop-punk. Appunto un lavoro abbastanza inedito, per come li conosciamo oggi.
Il disco è aperto da "Keep 'em coming" con un ottima melodia, notevoli cambi di tempo, chitarre potenti e voce lamentosa una delle migliori del disco. Segue la discreta "Madame me" che si sviluppa su un giro di ottave e la prima ballata cantata da Dan Andriano "I've got so far" in cui emerge la differenza di timbri vocali tra le due voci. Altri momenti dolci arrivano dalla traccia più lunga del disco, quasi cinque minuti "Fuck you aurora".
A seguire una canzone abbastanza particolare "Spleepyhead" con un tiro decisamente più rock 'n roll. Con la title-track ottimamente eseguita e ancorata ad una buona melodia e cantata dal bassista torniamo su buoni livelli. Non mancano nemmeno componimenti più frenetici e veloci nei ritmi più punk oriented: ne sono esempi l'ottima "She tuck in" e "5-3 10-4" (titolo abbastanza strano!). Nel mezzo troviamo "She took him to the lake" che non aggiunge nulla di nuovo.
A chiudere degnamente l'opera non poteva che essere che un anthem storico dei tre, tra le canzoni più belle in assoluto degli alcalinici e quella che eseguono sempre alla fine dei loro concerti: ovvero la stupenda "Radio", (altro che "Adam's song e menate varie) dolce ballata costruita su dei bei arpeggi di chitarra e in cui emerge tutta l'espressività e il bel timbro vocale di Matt Skiba che si alterna a quello di Dan Andriano. Davvero una piccola perla che trasuda emozioni e sentimenti durante i suoi 4'40".
E' quest'ultima traccia è emblematica sul perché sia riduttivo definire gli Alkaline Trio come una semplice e qualunquista pop-punk band da feste americane in giardino, fatto questo riscontrabile pure dalle liriche oscure che parlano di morte, e situazioni macabre, nonché droga e alcool. Sebbene questo sia il disco a livello di musicalità invece meno dark.
Una produzione essenziale caratterizzata da suoni diretti, senza particolari aggiunte negli arrangiamenti, come invece avverrà in futuro.
Qualche ultima notazione finale:
Line Up:
Qui dietro le pelli troviamo ancora Mike Feumlee, che dopo questo disco abbandonerà la band per seguire la carriera solista. Verrà sostituito da Derek Grant.
Label:
Il platter esce sotto l'egidia della Asian Man records, e in tempi più recenti visto il botto del successivo disco verrà ristampato con quattro bonus track.
Canzoni significative:
"Keep 'em coming", "She tuck in", "Radio".
Non gli conoscete? Provate a cercare "Private eye", "This could be love" o "Time to waste" che raffigurano in tutto e per tutto il loro stile musicale.
In conclusione "Maybe I'll Catch Fire" è un buon lavoro che ci mostra gli Alkaline Tri primo periodo, da ascoltare se si è loro fan, anche se i picchi arriveranno successivamente con "From Here To Infirmary" e "Crimson".
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04 Fuck You Aurora (04:49)
My, my what a mess we've made of our pretty little heads these days.
It appears a heavy wind's blown through here recently.
Best wishes have been made for you, you never had no say it's true.
You have to be the cutest gravedigger I've ever seen.
And all your lonely nights in the city of lights are much like
all these crowded bars I so often find my stupid self stumbling through.
My, my what a mess was made of my head
when I heard what you'd been through that day
It appears a violent storm's passed through you recently.
Letters meant to be sent have been torn.
The phone lies off the hook, on the floor.
All these "I'm sorry"s and "I miss you"s are useless,
I fucked this one up long ago.
And all your lonely nights in the city of lights are much like
all these crowded bars I so often find my stupid self stumbling through.
Fuck you Aurora,
You took my only friend.
And although it's all my fault,
the blaming myself had to come to an end
so I say:
Fuck you Aurora,
You took my only friend.
You wont catch me behind the wheel of a Chrysler ever again.
My, my what a mess we've made of our precious little lives these days.
It appears a big fucking tornado has twisted us up recently.
Best wishes have been made for you, you never had no say it's true.
You have to be the cutest gravedigger I've ever seen.
And all your lonely nights in the city of lights are much like
all these crowded bars I so often find my stupid self stumbling through.
Fuck you Aurora,
You took my only friend.
And although it's all my fault,
the blaming myself had to come to an end
so I say:
Fuck you Aurora,
You took my only friend.
You won't catch me behind the wheel of a Chrysler ever again.
05 Sleepyhead (03:56)
All you've been asking for's been placed in front of you.
The headaches, the shaking, the boredom the boardroom brings.
You're scratching at itching brought by the spiders beneath your skin.
The answer in question is over before it begins.
Hey there sleepy smile,
I see you've brought your bedroom eyes.
Not assuming you wanna keep 'em,
I'm assuming you reckon you won't.
All you've been asking for's been placed in front of you.
The headaches, the shaking, the boredom the boardroom brings.
You're scratching at itching brought by the spiders beneath your skin.
The answer in question is over before it begins.
Hey there sleepy smile,
I see you've brought your bedroom eyes.
Not assuming you wanna keep 'em,
I'm assuming you reckon you won't.
Nothing to see here but the rain.
There's nothing to hold you but the flames.
Nothing to see here but the rain.
There's nothing to hold you but the flames.
Nothing to see here but the rain.
There's nothing to hold you but the flames.
Nothing to see here but the rain.
It's raining flames.
Earth to sleepy smile,
Where'd you take those bedroom eyes?
Not assuming you wanna keep 'em,
I'm assuming you reckon you won't.
07 Tuck Me In (02:39)
Tuck me into where it's freezing,
Tuck me into bed with snakes.
Tuck me in with the tarantulas,
I wanna let 'em in my mouth and down my throat to lay their eggs.
Tuck me into where there's bleeding,
Where it spills out of the walls onto the floor.
Tuck me into where your best friend's apologies amount to shit,
they always did, for ever more.
I pour out onto the floor like liquid white from fallen glass,
Nothing to cry over
My skin went sour long ago
It knew it had noplace left to go.
Tuck me into where I'm falling,
Where I can feel the heat rise underneath my wings.
and all the fallen angels in hell will tuck me away from you,
take me away from everything.
Tuck me into where there's dying,
Tuck me in with flames and tuck me in with flies,
Maybe then you will appreciate your only friend
with maggots in her eyes or as ashes in the sky.
I pour out onto the floor like liquid white from fallen glass,
Nothing to cry over
My skin went sour long ago
It knew it had no place left to go.
I pour out onto the floor like liquid white from fallen glass,
Nothing to cry over
My skin went sour long ago
It knew it had no place left to go.
08 She Took Him to the Lake (02:40)
Do you remember the story of the boy and his first date?
She took him to the lake and he fell in love.
She spent one summer waking up between his arms.
She told him how good that felt, told him he was the one.
And then she went away, his calls were not returned.
He went to see her but her eyes were burning a different stare.
The focus was somewhere else.
And that feeling had somehow disappeared.
Do you remember when they both drove out of state?
Stealing kisses behind her cousins back,
with a love so strong tell me who could wait
When it seems so right and it feels so right, then is has to be right.
When it seems so right and it feels so right, then is has to be right
(Gotta be right)
When it seems so right and it feels so right, then it has to be right.
When it seems so right and it feels so right, then it has to be right.
But then she went away and she's not coming back
and I'm pretty sure that boy is staying in tonight.
10 Radio (04:41)
Shaking like a dog shittin' razorblades,
waking up next to nothing after dreaming of you and me
I'm waking up all alone, waking up so relieved
while you're taking your time with apologies,
I'm making my plans for revenge
Red eyes on orange horizons
If Columbus was wrong I'd drive straight off the edge
I'd drive straight off the edge
Taking your own life with boredom,
I'm taking my own life with wine -
it helps you to rule out the sorrow,
it helps me to empty my mind
Making the most of a bad time
I'm smoking the brains from my head
Leaving the coal calling the kettle black and orange and red
This kettle is seeing red
I've got a big fat fuckin' bone to pick with you my darling
In case you haven't heard I'm sick and tired of trying
I wish you would take my radio to bathe with you,
plugged in and ready to fall
Shaking like a dog shittin' razorblades,
waking up next to nothing after dreaming of you and me
I'm waking up all alone, waking up so relieved
while you're taking your time with apologies,
I'm planning out my revenge
Red eyes on orange horizons
If Columbus was wrong I'd drive straight off the edge
I'm seeing red
I've got a big fat fuckin' bone to pick with you my darling
In case you haven't heard I'm sick and tired of trying
I wish you would take my radio to bathe with you,
plugged in and ready to fall
Plugged in and ready to fall
Plugged in and ready to fall
Plugged in and ready to fall
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