Il 2006 è stato il loro anno, ed il loro disco "Whatever People Say I Am, That's What I'm Not" è stato l'esordio venduto più velocemente della storia, oltrechè un grande successo. Quanto c'era di effettivamente valido (visti i facili entusiasmi della stampa "specializzata" british)? Mah, vediamo; un pugno di pezzi oggettivamente strepitosi ("The View From The Afternoon" -su tutti-, "Fake Tales Of San Francisco", "I Bet You Look Good On The Dancefloor", "Dancing Shoes", "Mardy Bum"), qualcosa appena sufficiente ("Riot Van") e un po' di inutilità ("Red Lights Indicate Doors Are Secured", "Perhaps Vampires...", "A Certain Romance").

Ora, i ragazzini inglesi ci riprovano dopo un annetto abbondante con un album battezzato (con un bel mazzo di coraggio, viste le facili battute che ne potrebbero scaturire) "Favourite Worst Nightmare". Ma sarà realmente il vostro incubo peggiore? Sì, se il brit rock lo volete vedere solo impiccato alla Union Jack. Per gli altri, qua dentro c'è un pugno di canzonette catchy rock 'n roll che possono, a seconda, far divertire, ma anche annoiare.

Della prima categoria fanno parte sicuramente "This House Is A Circus", il miglior pezzo del nuovo lavoro, basato su una linea melodica frenetica e di effetto, molto, molto energica. Anche "The Bad Thing" può far muovere i piedini ai meno schizzinosi, ma strizza di più l'occhio alla produzione delle scimmie artiche che guarda maggiormente all'indie-rock. "Brianstorm", il primo scanzonato singoletto, è il ponte ideale col disco precedente, mentre la successiva "Teddy Picker" (buon pezzo anche questo) guarda agli '80 piazzando anche una citazione spudorata di "Save A Prayer" dei Duran Duran ("save it 'til the morning after..."). "D Is For Dangerous" tenta di riproporre il marchio di fabbrica ma non convince, non come "Balaclava" che, con il suo sembrare dodici canzoni in una, finisce per strappare un sorrisetto di approvazione. "Fluorescent Adolescent", il nuovo singolo, rappresenta l'intermezzo pop del disco insieme a "Only Ones Who Know"; convince di più la seconda (basata solo su chitarra e voce, una nuova "Riot Van" per intenderci), anche perché la prima è sì maggiormente sostenuta ma la linea melodica sembra troppo poco spontanea. "Do Me A Favour" è impalpabile (perché non inserire nel disco la collaborazione con Dizzee Rascal?), "If You Were There, Beware" col suo ritmo scazzato mischia un po' le carte. Chiudono "Old Yellow Bricks" (ottima, danzereccia assai ma molto piacevole e per niente tamarra) e "505", molto vicina ai primissimi Stereophonics.

Niente miracoli, per carità, ma un pugno di canzoni fresche e divertenti che nulla aggiungono e nulla tolgono al panorama rock attuale. Se sono un reale fenomeno lo vedremo poi. Questo è quello che, per ora, le scimmiette ci offrono.

Elenco tracce testi samples e video

01   Brianstorm (02:50)

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Brian
Top marks for not tryin'
So kind of you to bless us
With your effortlessness
We're grateful and so strangely comforted

And I wonder
Are you puttin' us under?
'Cause we can't take our eyes
Off the T-shirts and ties combination
Well, see you later, innovator

Some want to kiss, some want to kick you
There's not a net you couldn't slip through
Or at least that's the impression I get
'Cause you're smooth and you're wet
And she's not aware yet but she's yours

She'll be sayin' "Use me"
"Show me the jacuzzi"
I imagine that it's there on a plate
Your whole rendezvous rate means that
You'll never be frightened to make them wait for a while
I doubt it's your style
Not to get what you set out to acquire
The eyes are on fire
You are the unforecasted storm

(Brian)
Calm, collected and commanding
(Top marks for not tryin')
You leave the other stories standin'
With your renditions and jokes
Bet there's hundreds of blokes
That have wept 'cause you've stolen their...

Thunder
Are you puttin' us under?
'Cause we can't take our eyes
Off the T-shirts and ties combination
Well, see you later, innovator.

02   Teddy Picker (02:43)

It's sped up to the point where they provoke
The punchline before they have told the joke
Can see a desperation to be seen
Staring at the television screen

It's sped up to the point where they provoke
You to tell the fucking punchline before you have told the joke
Sorry sunshine it doesn't exist
It wasn't in the top 100 list

And it's the thousandth time that it's even bolder
Don't be surprised when you get bent over
He told ya, that you were dyin' for it

Saw it and she grabbed it
And it wasn't what it seemed
The kids all dream of making it
Whatever that means

Another variation on a theme
A tangle on the television and the magazine
D'you reckon that they do it for a joke?
D'you reckon that they make 'em take an oath?
That says that "We are defenders
Of any poseur or professional pretender around"

And when did your list
Replace the twist and turn like a fist?
Replace the kiss
Don't concern us with your bollocks
I don't want your prayer
Save it for the morning after

And it's the thousandth time that it's even bolder
Don't be surprised when you get bent over
He told ya, that you were gaggin' for it

Lets have a game on the Teddy Picker
Not quick enough, can I have it quicker?
Already thick, can you get in thicker?

Lets have a game on the Teddy Picker
Not quick enough, can I have it quicker?
Already thick, can you get in thicker?

Presuming that all things are equal
Who'd want to be men of the people
When there's people like you?

03   D Is for Dangerous (02:16)

04   Balaclava (02:49)

Running off over next door's garden
Before the hour is done
It's more a question of feeling
Than it is a question of fun
The confidence is the balaclava
I'm sure you'll baffle 'em good
Will the ending reek of salty cheeks
And runny makeup alone?

Oh will blood run down the face
Of a boy bewildered and scorned?
Will you find yourself in a scurmage?
Will you wish you'd never been born?
You tie yourself to the tracks
And there isn't no going back
And it's wrong, wrong, wrong
But we'll do it anyway, 'cause we love that song.

Are you pulling her from a burning building
Or throwing her to the sharks?
Can only hope that the ending
Is as pleasurable as the start
The confidence is the balaclava
I'm sure you baffle 'em straight
And it's wrong, wrong, wrong
She can hardly wait

That's right, he won't let her out his sight
Now the shaggers perform
And the daggers are drawn
Who's the crooks in this crime?

That's right, he won't let her out his sight
Now the shaggers perform
And the daggers are drawn
Who's the crooks in this crime?

That's right, he won't let her out his sight
That's right, he won't let her out his sight
That's right, he won't let her out his sight
You'd be able to post
Any day of the most
For the sights of all time

You knew that it would be trouble
Right before the very first kiss
Quiet and assuming
But you heard that they were the naughtiest
She pleaded with you to take it off
But you resisted and fought
"I'm sorry sweetheart, I'd much rather
Keep on the balaclava".

05   Fluorescent Adolescent (02:57)

You used to get it in your fishnets
Now you only get it in your night dress
Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness
Landed in a very common crisis
Everything's in order in a black hole
Nothing seems as pretty as the past, though
That Bloody Mary's lacking in Tabasco
Remember when he used to be a rascal?
Oh, the boy's a slag

The best you ever had
The best you ever had
Is just a memory and those dreams
Weren't as daft as they seem
Not as daft as they seem, my love
When you dream them up

Flicking through a little book of sex tips
Remember when the boys were all electric?
Now when she tells she's gonna get it
I'm guessing that she'd rather just forget it
Clinging to not getting sentimental
Said she wasn't going, but she went still
Likes her gentlemen not to be gentle
Was it a meccadobber or a betting pencil?
Oh, the boy's a slag

The best you ever had
The best you ever had
Is just a memory and those dreams
Weren't as daft as they seem
Not as daft as they seem, my love
When you dream them up, oh...

Where did you go?
Where did you go?
Where did you go?
Ohh oh...

Falling about
You took a left off Last Laugh Lane
You just sounded it out
You're not coming back again

Falling about
You took a left off Last Laugh Lane
You just sounded it out
You're not coming back again

You used to get it in your fishnets (Falling about)
Now you only get it in your night dress
Discarded all the naughty nights for niceness (You took a left off Last Laugh Lane)
Landed in a very common crisis
Everything's in order in a black hole (You just sounded it out)
Nothing seems as pretty as the past, though
That Bloody Mary's lacking in Tabasco (And you're not coming back again)
Remember when he used to be a rascal?

06   Only Ones Who Know (03:02)

Dancing in my underpants
I'm gonna run for government
I'm gonna form a covers band and all
And back there by the baby grand
Did Mr. Winter Wonderland say
"Come here, kid, we really need to talk"?
Bear with me, man, I lost my train of thought

I fantasize, I call it quits
I swim with the economists
And I get to the bottom of it for good
By the time reality hits
The chimes of freedom fell to bits
The shining city on the fritz
They come out of the cracks
Thirsty for blood

Just as the apocalypse finally gets prioritized
And you cried some of the hottest tears you ever cried
Multiplied by five
I suppose the singer must die

Singsong 'round the money tree
This stunning documentary
That no one else unfortunately saw
Such beautiful photography
It's worth it for the opening scene
I've been driving 'round listening to the score
Or maybe, I just imagined it all
I've played to quiet rooms like this before
Bear with me, man, I lost my train of thought

07   Do Me a Favour (03:27)

Well the morning was complete
There was tears on the steering wheel dripping on the seat
Several hours or several weeks
I'd have the cheek to say they're equally as bleak

It's the beginning of the end
The car went up the hill and disappeared around the bend
Ask anyone they'll tell you that it's these times that it tends
To start to break in half
To start to fall apart
Hold on to your heart

Do me a favour and break my nose
Do me a favour and tell me to go away
Oh do me a favour and stop asking questions

She walked away
Well her shoes were untied
And the eyes were all red
You could see that we'd cried
And I watched and I waited 'til she was inside
Forcing a smile and waving goodbye

Curiosity becomes a heavy load
Too heavy to hold
Too heavy to hold

Curiosity becomes a heavy load
Too heavy to hold
Will force you to be cold

Do me a favour and ask if you need some help
She said "do me a favour and stop flattering yourself"
How to tear apart the ties that bind
Perhaps "fuck off" might be too kind
Perhaps "fuck off" might be too kind

08   This House Is a Circus (03:09)

This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk, though
Look what it's done to your friends
Their memories are pretend
And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end

This house is a circus, berserk as fuck
We tend to see that as a perk, though
Look what it's done to your friends
Their memories are pretend
And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end

There's a room full of trouble and there's lovers to be had
Those ones who make sinners out of such lovely lads
Scaling the corridors for maidens in the maze
And the anomaly is slipping into familiar ways

And we're forever unfulfilled and can't think why
Like a search for murder clues in dead man's eyes

Forever unfulfilled and can't think why
Like a search for murder clues in dead man's eyes

The more you open your mouth, the more you're forcing performance
And all the attention is leading me to feel important
(Maybe I'm not just completely obnoxious)
Now that we're here, we may as well go too far

Wriggling around in it so that you won't forget
There's certainly some venom in the looks that you collect
Aimlessly gazing at the faces in the queue
And we're struggling with the notion that it's life, not film

This house is a circus, berserk as fuck (We're forever unfulfilled)
We tend to see that as a perk, though (Can't think why)
Look what it's done to your friends
Their memories are pretend (Like a search for murder clues)
And the last thing that they want is for the feeling to end

09   If You Were There, Beware (04:34)

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If you were there, beware, the serpent soul pinches
Three hundred and fifty no-thank-you's and nobody flinches
Go on, girl, go on, give us something gruesome
We require your grief for thugs and the thiefs
As they're trying to rob the words from her gob
And take the source of the innocence

And if you were there, beware, the serpent soul pinches
You can't, you said she was never meant to fill column inches
And you had enough, what you're trying to dig up
Isn't there to be dug, the thiefs and the thugs
As they're trying to be digger graves of her sweetheart
And to the point, she'll comply

And why leave her on her own?
If I'd have known, then I wouldn't have said it
I wouldn't have said it if I would have known
Why leave her on her own?
If I predicted tears, then I wouldn't have said it
I wouldn't have said it if I would had known

Ahh ahh ahh...

There's a circle of witches, ambitiously vicious they are
And our attempts to remind them of reason won't get us that far
And I don't know what it is that they want
I don't know what it is that they want
But I haven't got it to give
She hasn't got it to give.

10   The Bad Thing (02:23)

Do the bad thing
Take off your wedding ring
But it won't make it that much easier
It might make it worse

The night's like a whirlwind
Somebody's girlfriend is talking to me
But it's alright, she's saying
That he's not gonna slap me
Or try to attack me
He's not the jealous type
And I only need to get half an excuse and I'm away
But when there's no excuses that's much easier to say

I've been before
And all these capers makers to the floor
Then to ignore
She's talking but I'm not entirely sure

Do the bad thing
Take off your wedding ring
But it won't make it that much easier
It might make it worse

I suddenly saw that
Somebody's partner is talking to me
But I don't know that's what she isn't
She murmurs things to confirm that the tragedy is true
And I knew how could she not she could have anyone she wants
And I'm struggling to think of an immediate response

Like I don't mind
Be a big mistake for you to wait
And help me waste your time
Really, love, it's fine
Said "Really, love, it's fine"

And then the first time, it occurred that there was something to destroy
I knew before the invitation that there was this ploy
Oh, but she carried on suggesting, I struggled to refuse
She said "It's the red wine this time", but that is no excuse.

11   Old Yellow Bricks (03:11)

Old yellow bricks
Love's a risk
Quite the little escapoligist
Looked so miffed
When you wished
For a thousand places better than this

You are the fugitive
But you don't know what you're running from
You can't kid us
And you couldn't trick anyone
Houdini, love, you don't know what you're running away from

Who wants to sleep in a city
That never wakes up
Blinded by nostalgia?
Who wants to sleep in a city
That never wakes up?

She was enranged
By the way
That the emperor put traps in the cage
And the days
She being dull
Lead to nights reading beer bottles

You're such a fugitive
But you don't know what you're running from
You can't kid us
And you couldn't trick anyone
Houdini, love, you don't know what you're running away from

Who wants to sleep in a city
That never wakes up
Blinded by nostalgia?
Who wants to sleep in a city
That never wakes up

You're at a loss
Just because
It wasn't all that you thought it was
You are the fugitive
But you don't know what you're running away from

She said "I want to sleep in a city that never wakes up
and revel in nostalgia"
I know I said he wants to sleep in the city that never wakes up but,
Dorothy was right though

12   505 (04:13)

I'm going back to 505
If it's a 7-hour flight or a 45-minute drive
In my imagination, you're waiting, lying on your side
With your hands between your thighs

Stop and wait a sec
Oh, when you look at me like that, my darling, what did you expect?
I'd probably still adore you with your hands around my neck
Or I did last time I checked

Not shy of a spark
A knife twists at the thought that I should fall short of the mark
Frightened by the bite, no, it's no harsher than the bark
The middle of adventure, such a perfect place to start

I'm going back to 505
If it's a 7-hour flight or a 45-minute drive
In my imagination, you're waiting, lying on your side
With your hands between your thighs

But I crumble completely when you cry
It seems like once again you've had to greet me with goodbye
I'm always just about to go and spoil the surprise
Take my hands off of your eyes too soon

Well, I'm going back to 505
If it's a 7-hour flight or a 45-minute drive
In my imagination, you're waiting, lying on your side
With your hands between your thighs
And a smile.


  • alessioIRIDE
    24 apr 07
    Recensione: Opera:
    fanno veramente cagare. l'esordio mi fa schifo, ma c'è qualcosa di salvabile. questo invece lo sento tremendamente simile solo molto più cagoso. cmq è incredibile...in inghilterra per sfondare ti basta essere inglese. ma che mezze seghe!
  • JIL
    24 apr 07
    Recensione: Opera:
    Brainstorm è nelle mie corde, il resto devo ancora sentirlo.
  • Mopaga
    24 apr 07
    Recensione: Opera:
    Non lo so, io ho il prurito solo se a sentirli nominare
  • sickman_84
    24 apr 07
    Recensione: Opera:
    "In inghilterra per sfondare ti basta essere inglese". Eh già , è proprio così.. basta andare in un qualsiasi Indie Club a Londra per accorgerti che il 95% della musica è inglese..
  • Mopaga
    24 apr 07
    Recensione: Opera:
    Vedi Grant, veniamo al discorso sui Feeder, i Manics... valli a capire certi misteri. Sti poppanti brufolosi oggi fanno tendenza, i due gruppi sopracitati invece sono un pò fuori dagli schemi (così come anche i Coldplay e i Muse, che hanno successo meritatamente secondo me). Loro appartengono al girone universale delle ROCK band, mentre a quanto pare, per fare tendenza oggi devi avere un'etichetta ben specifica. Non basta più essere rock... :s
  • GrantNicholas
    24 apr 07
    Recensione: Opera:
    E' vero. Ed io i gruppi che hai nominato continuo a comprarmeli originali, alla faccia delle tendenze. Tiè!!!
  • Mopaga
    24 apr 07
    Recensione: Opera:
    Mitico Grant, hai tutta la mia stima :-)
  • Bisius
    24 apr 07
    Recensione: Opera:
    "Brainstorm" è UGUALE (e quando dico uguale, è uguale...) ad almeno tre o quattro pezzi di Whatever. Se è tutto così, girandola di uno!
  • beso
    24 apr 07
    Recensione: Opera:
    Non sono malaccio, ma l'album prededente mi sebrava nettamente meglio. Lo dico con "beneficio di inventario" perchè questo l'ho sentito tutto solo una volta. Rimandati a settembre.
  • hammondjr
    24 apr 07
    Recensione: Opera:
    il disco non è malissimo... qualche pezzo buono, qualcuno meno buono... rimangono sempre gli ARCYIC MONKEYS...e scusa se è poco!! colui che denigra le scimmie artiche è un testa di cazzo!!!!!!
  • hammondjr
    24 apr 07
    Recensione: Opera:
    testa di cazzo a chi denigra gli arctic monkeys
  • JimMorrison
    24 apr 07
    Recensione: Opera:
    Ma questo non era la bluff-band che aveva conquistato il mondo intero, vendendo milioni di dischi, dopo aver suonato due anni nel garage del batterista? Questo cosa sarebbe? Il loro ritorno? Io non mi fido a prescindere...
  • Pi.Per.
    24 apr 07
    Recensione: Opera:
    Ok non è male, anche se questa è puramente descrittiva, come dovrebbe essere per taluni. La mia era più ironica e meno politically correct, come piace ad altri. Viva la condivisione d'idee!
  • GrantNicholas
    24 apr 07
    Recensione: Opera:
    Ciao Pi.Per. Oggi è la seconda recensione antitetica (si dice così? boh...) che leggo, anche quella pubblicata oggi sui Red Hot è l'opposto della mia. E' proprio questo il bello di Debaser
  • JULIANHAMPSHIRE
    25 apr 07
    Recensione: Opera:
    A certain romance era inutilità?per il resto sul primo sono d'accordo ma questo secondo album necessita di meno ascolti, è meno diretto ma non per questo tanto inferiore.Il 4 ci sta tutto e D Is for dangerous è bellissima!
  • JULIANHAMPSHIRE
    25 apr 07
    Recensione: Opera:
    scusa..necessita di piu' ascolti
  • AleFearSatan
    13 mag 07
    Recensione: Opera:
    solita band "sensation"...si può decisamente fare a meno
  • Gallagher87
    19 mag 07
    Recensione: Opera:
    Brao!Vediamo questo sd di che pasta è fatto.Il precedente Whatever...l'ho ascoltato una sola volta,il primo impatto non è stato convincente.
    PS:Uè prima o poi mi farai sapere cosa ne pensi di "Gasoline" dei Theory of A Deadman vero?? :D
  • azzo
    30 mag 07
    Recensione: Opera:
    Sì, sì, son proprio quattro poveri coglioni, così come quelli che li ascoltano. L' altro disco è stato il più venduto in UK nella prima settimana d'uscita. Questo viaggia sul milione di copie. Non c'è una recensione su una delle più importanti riviste musicali che valuti il disco meno di sette su dieci. Però arrivano i supercritici di DeBaser e lo stroncano. Bravi. Vorrei essere uno degli Arctic solo per farmi quattro risate. Ma c'è qualcosa che vi piace? Nessuno vi obbliga ad ascoltare musica pop. Potete tranquillamente ascoltare prog, nessuno vi disturba, l' onanismo è pratica solitaria. Poi però non si può rompere le balle a quattro giovanotti che fanno dischi che piacciono semplicemente perchè c'è dentro tutta la passione che può avere un ventenne per il pop. 1 per la recensione, perchè dici che "Do Me A Favour" è impalpabile, e o mi dimostri che sai scrivere un pezzo migliore di quello, o ti occupi di Laura Pausini. Cordialmente.
  • Rorix
    31 mag 07
    Recensione: Opera:
    Critici?? Gli stessi critici che 30 e spingi anni fa stroncavano Led Zeppelin e Queen? Scolta, amico, se c'è una cosa che ho imparato ascoltando rock è che i critici non hanno mai capito, non capiscono e non capiranno mai un benemerito CAZZO!
  • azzo
    31 mag 07
    Recensione: Opera:
    Il problema è che qua, secondo qualcuno, non capice un cazzo nessuno, nè i critici, nè milioi di persone che comprano il disco, ma solo lui. Io questa presunzione non ce l'ho. Per quanto riguarda gli Zep dici cose non vere: agli inizi erano adorati sia dalla critica (Page era considerato secondo solo a Clapton)sia vendettero milioni di dischi. Per quanto riguarda i Queen, no comment: stanno nella mia top list dei 5 gruppi più ammorbanti della storia del rock...
  • eldemasiado
    10 lug 07
    Recensione: Opera:
    Anche qui quoto AZZO. Ha ragione da vendere.
  • Workhorse
    11 giu 09
    Recensione: Opera:
    Mi piacciono. Stranamente, perché ho sempre odiato il brit pop. Mah!

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Altre recensioni

Di  Pi.Per.

 È quasi inevitabile che agli stessi capiterà, volenti o nolenti, di dover muovere le chiappe in qualche discoteque al ritmo delle scimmie artiche.

 Un album non eccezionale, ma a mio modo di vedere divertente e ben studiato (per far soldi).


Di  frogproduction

 Il singolo Brianstorm mi ha piacevolmente stupito: bello, tirato, con suoni di chitarra finalmente decenti, con un cantante che si lagna molto meno di prima.

 Per apprezzare il tutto sono necessari alcuni accorgimenti: mentre si ascolta il disco fare qualcos'altro che tenga libero il 20% della vostra attenzione.


Di  Jaco2604

 "Alex Turner che parlava di me, me lo stava sussurrando all’orecchio."

 "‘Do Me A Favour’ è incazzata, triste, audace ma anche delicata... è me in quel periodo, un vulcano di emozioni contrastanti."