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AVRIL DOLCE DORMIR.
"Voglio essere me stessa e con questa mia convinzione fare la mia strada, scrivere di quello che provo e non preoccuparmi del giudizio altrui...". A. Lavigne.
Con la mia macchina del tempo (vedi rece dei Prodigy) mi fiondo di colpo nel 1992, in Canada.
Ora mi trovo fuori dalla scuola elementare di Napanee, cittadina di poche migliaia di abitanti nella provincia dell'Ontario che ha dato i natali alla Pippi Calzelunghe del rock. Al driiing una marea di mocciosi esce di corsa dalle scale facendo un casino infernale. Solo una ragazzina se ne esce sputando in faccia alle maestre e rompendo con il suo zainetto le vetrate della segreteria e scommetto che avete già indovinato chi è.
Bene, sembra che la ragazzina tra 8 anni (ossia verso i 17 anni, se non sbaglio) riuscirà a pubblicare il suo primo disco "Let Go" e dopo un paio d'anni questo "Under my skin": vero punto di "non ritorno" di quanto 'sto cazzo di rock'n'roll abbia forgiato, oltre a pochi autentici capolavori, intere generazioni di adolescenti mostruosi, coglioni, straffotenti e ribelli "without a cause" che riversano sulla "fama e sul successo" problemi di altra natura legati il più delle volte a quel cazzo di età di mezzo chiamata adolescenza.
"Molti disastri della storia dell'Umanità si sarebbero potuti evitare con qualche seduta dallo psicologo in più" dice un mio dirimpettaio d'ufficio, tal francesco, e non c'è da dargli torto.
Faccio un PSSH prolungato, ma non troppo per non destare sospetti tra il coacervo di mamme, bidelle e pedofili che pululano all'ingresso.
"u ar iu?" mi fa il criceto guardandomi di sbiego e masticando una cicca.
"Cam uit mi che mo' te spiegh ai" rispondo io in un lessico abatantuonico vanziniano.
"Ai don laic tis facking car" mi fa 'sta tapparella guardando la mia Rav4 più lercia che malconcia ma non fa in tempo a finire la frase che con una scarpata delle mie la fiondo dritta nel baule facendole perdere conoscenza.
Vaffanculo stronzetta del cazzo, adesso ti faccio vedere io ti faccio... "Miss Aidonlaic" di 'sta ceppa!
Sono nel retroscala di questo garage a ore in un postaccio senz'anima dimenticato da Dio.
La zoccoletta è ben legata a una sedia al centro della stanzona e si divincola come una tarantola al sole. Intorno odor di benzina mista a piscio e carcasse di sorci morti. Un'unica finestra in alto a rischiarar la scena con una luce dritta e sparata a occhio di bue sulla pischella.
Roba che nemmeno Storaro ci riusciva a farla una luce così d'effetto.
Si sveglia e mi spara a raffica una serie di Fuckin di qui, fucking di là, intercalata a parole incomprensibili tipo scit, mader, ass, coc sputate tra veleni e succhi gastrici salivali in multicolor.
Io in tutta risposta le assesto una sberla a man rovescio e la sua testa si gira di 180 gradi faranait (che lì per lì sembra strano ma vi assicuro che è comunque un bel girarsi!).
Cammino sempre scalzo quando lavoro perchè l'aumento della pressione e il nervoso mi creano problemi di circolazione alle gambe. Le porgo il CD del suo lavoro (che ovviamente non conosce) e mi chiede chi cazzo è quella stronza in copertina che si spaccia col suo nome.
Le spiego tutta la storia del viaggio nel tempo ma non crede a una sola parola e continua a minacciarmi a destra e a sinistra, mi parla di polìs, aikilliu condito da spruzzate di fuck peggio dello spumante a capodanno.
Continuo serafico la mia opera di redenzione mettendole uno dei miei calzini usati di lana, ben arrotolato in bocca: non sopporto il suo petulare continuo con quella vocina stridula da mocciosa impenitente che non sa ancora una cazzo della vita. Mi manda ai pazzi e mi si blocca la circolazione ancora.
Metto su il suo disco e glielo faccio sentire.
"Questo per te è rock'n'roll? È musica genuina? Musica fatta bene?"
"Questo è proto-punk serio e onesto? Vuoi spiegarmi perché usi sempre quei tre accordi? Perché la chitarra suona sempre uguale? Perché suona tutto così fintamente-ribelle?"
No compriende.
"Ma li conosci tu i Clash, i Lead Zeppelin, gli Who... ti dicono niente... di Jimi Hendrix ne hai mai sentito parlare?"
Mi guarda con gli occhi iniettati di sangue e dal suo sguardo capisco che per lei parlo arabo. E' come se gli sciorinassi ad uno ad uno, nome e cognome dei... che so'...i mille di Garibaldi: calma piatta!
Cazzo, sono desolato, triste, affranto.
Mi siedo per terra e guardo quel buco di culo di finestrella in alto spararmi il suo fascio littorio di luce sugli occhi. Tempo 20 anni e qui non si ricorderà un cazzo nessuno di nulla.
Tempo tre generazioni e nessuno saprà quasi nulla dei Queen, dei Led Zeppelin, di David Bowie, per non parlare degli Stone Pilot, i Yoj Division, i Sonic Youth... insomma, i "minori". Alla quarta generazione, diciamo fra 40 anni, ci saranno altri nomi, altri gruppi, tutto nuovo...altro giro di giostra e del passato rimarrà solo qualche lieve ricordo di qualche vacchio babbione come me.
Come con l'Olocausto: c'è già chi insinua che non sia mai esistito. Tempo che muoiano gli ultimi testimoni e vedrai se non ci sarà un nuovo revisionismo storico. Tempo 70 anni e sarà tutto cancellato o ridimensionato a 20 righe sui libri di storia.
Questa è uguale: non sa cosa sta facendo, non si rende conto di rifare le stesse cose (molto peggio) che hanno fatto altri con la sola differenza che lei E' GIOVANE e ancora VIVA e soprattutto, lei CI GIOCA a fare la ribelle.
Tutto questo il vantaggio.
La differenza è tutta qui.
Comincio così, come un novello Don Chisciotte, come nel film Arancia Meccanica, una lenta opera di educazione musicale facendole sentire in cuffia alcuni capisaldi (o perlomeno qualche buon disco) del passato, chissà che almeno impari la lezione e si metta di buona lena per far qualcosa di diverso quando arriverà il suo momento. Al terzo giorno la bimbetta ha gli occhi fuori dalle orbite e si capisce che non ce la fa più.
Tranquilla cucciola, ho ancora una trentina di CD da farti ascoltare e poi una base minima almeno ce l'avrai.
Sembra non capire, è ancora inviperita con me. E pensare che un domani mi ringrazierà di tutto 'sto popò di cultura che le sto' regalando.
Accendo la radio e la notizia ormai corre di bocca in bocca. La stanno cercando ovunque e tra breve capiteranno anche qui.
Finisco con il disco dei Radiohead e la lascio tramortita legata alla sedia tra pile e pile di LP e CD disseminati attorno. E' meglio tagliar la corda adesso.
Ho fatto quello che potevo, se capirà bene e se no: seneandasseaffanculo.
Sono tornato nel marzo 2006 e me ne sto in panciolle sul terrazzo di casa mia con StronKo, il mio pitbull che rompe i coglioni per uscire a zampettare ad ogni costo. Lo scaravento giù direttamente dal secondo piano così non rompe più (tranquilli: è legato alla grata del balcone con una corda di almeno 300 metri!).
Mentre gli lancio la testa della vecchia Barbie che usa come palla, mi cade l'occhio sulla copertina di Rumore di questo mese: ORRORE!!.
Che ti vedo in copertina?! Avril Lavigne, diafana come sempre in camicione lungo e bianco che duetta con Enja e Vollemweider all'arpa.
Miniinchia NOOO!!
Di male in peggio! E io che avevo fatto di tutto per allontanarla da quel rock zuccherino e insulso di quel "Under my skin" e guarda che ti ho combinato!? Una crisi di rigetto e la ragazzetta si è spostata tutta dall'altra sponda. Adesso fa spiritismo di impronta new-age-zen ed ha appena pubblicato il singolo "Sweet Sleep" da noi tradotto in Dolce Dormire.
Cazzo, l'ho sempre detto io. E' inutile modificare il passato.
E' meglio tenersi quello che c'è se no va a sempre finire di male in peggio!
Nulla si crea, tutto si distrugge.
Lo sa perfino Stronko che tutto giulivo mi ha riportato la testa della Barbie in uno stato tale che se la vede Dario Argento la usa direttamente come foto di locandina per il suo prossimo film!
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01 Take Me Away (02:59)
I cannot find a way to describe it
It's there inside, all I do is hide
I wish that it would just go away
What would you do, you do, if you knew
What would you do
All the pain I thought I knew
All the thoughts lead back to you
Back to what was never said
Back and forth inside my head
I can't handle this confusion
I'm unable, come and take me away
I feel like I am all alone
All by myself I need to get around this
My words are cold, I don't want them to hurt you
If I show you, I don't think you'd understand
Cause no one understands
All the pain I thought I knew
All my thoughts lead back to you
Back to what was never said
Back and forth inside my head
I can't handle this confusion
I'm unable, come and take me away
I'm going no where [on and on and]
I'm getting no where [on and on and on]
Take me away
I'm going no where [on and on and on and on]
[and off and on and off and on]
All the pain I thought I knew
All my thoughts lead back to you
Back to what was never said
Back and forth inside my head
I can't handle this confusion
I'm unable, come and take me away
Take me away
Break me away
Take me away
Take me away
02 Together (03:16)
Something just isn't right
I can feel it inside
The truth isn't far behind me
You can't deny
When I turn the lights out
When I close my eyes
Reality overcomes me
I'm living a lie
When I'm alone
I feel so much better
And when I'm around you
I don't feel together
It doesn't feel right at all
Together
Together we've built a wall
Together
Holding hands we'll fall
Hands we'll fall
This has gone on so long
I realize that I need
Something good to rely on
Something for me
When I'm alone
I feel so much better
And when I'm around you
I don't feel together
It doesn't feel right at all
Together
Together we've built a wall
Together
Holding hands we'll fall
Hands we'll fall
My heart is broken
I'm lying here
My thoughts are choking
On you, my dear
On you, my dear
On you, my dear
When I'm alone
I feel so much better
And when I'm around you
I don't feel together
It doesn't feel right at all
Together
Together we've built a wall
Together
Holding hands we'll fall
Hands we'll fall
Together
It doesn't feel right at all
Together
Together we've built a wall
Together
Holding hands we'll fall
Hands we'll fall
When I'm around you
When I'm around you
I don't feel together, no
I don't feel together, no
When I'm around you
When I'm around you
I don't feel together, no
I don't feel together, no
03 Don't Tell Me (03:24)
You held my hand and walked me home, I know
Why you gave me that kiss,
It was something like this, and made me go oh oh.
You wiped my tears, got rid of all my fears,
Why did you have to go?
Guess it wasn't enough, to take up some of my love.
Guys are so hard to trust.
Did I not tell you that I'm not like that
Girl the one who, who gives it all away.
Did you think that I was gonna give it up to you? (This time)
Did you think that it was something i was gonna do? (And cry)
Don't try to tell me what to do
Don't try to tell me what to say
You're better off that way
Don't think that your charm
And the fact that your arm is now around my neck
Will get you in my pants,
I'll have to kick your ass
To make you never forget.
I'm gonna ask to you stop,
I thought I liked you alot,
But I'm really upset (really upset)
So get outta my head,
Get off of my bed,
Yeah, that's what I said!
Did I not tell you that I'm not like that?
Girl the one who, who throws it all away.
Did you think that I was gonna give it up to you? (This time)
Did you think that it was something i was gonna do? (And cry)
Don't try to tell me what to do
Don't try to tell me what to say
You're better off that way
This guilt trip that you put me on
Won't mess me up, I've done no wrong
Any thoughts of you and me have gone away
Did you think that I was gonna give it up to you? (This time)
Did you think that it was something i was gonna do? (And cry)
Don't try to tell me what to do
Don't try to tell me what to say
You're better off that way
I'm better off alone, anyway..
05 How Does It Feel (03:47)
I'm not afraid of anything
I just need to know that I can breathe
I don't need much of anything
But suddenly, suddenly
I am small and the world is big
All around me is fast moving
Surrounded by so many things
Suddenly, suddenly
Chorus:
How does it feel
To be different from me?
Are we the same?
How does it feel
To be different from me?
Are we the same?
How does it feel?
I am young and I am free
But I get tired and I get weak
I get lost and I can't sleep
But suddenly, suddenly
Chorus
Would you comfort me?
Would you cry with me?
I am small and the world is big
But I am not afraid of anything
Chorus
How does it feel, how does it feel
You're different from me, different 4x
06 My Happy Ending (04:04)
So much for my happy ending
oh oh, oh oh, oh oh...
Let's talk this over
It's not like we're dead
Was it something I did?
Was it something you said?
Don't leave me hangin'
In a city so dead
Held up so high
On such a breakable thread
You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be
CHORUS
You were everything, everything that I wanted
We were meant to be, supposed to be, but we lost it
And all of our memories, so close to me, just fade away
All this time you were pretending
So much for my happy ending
So much for my happy ending
You've got your dumb friends
I know what they say
They tell you I'm difficult
But so are they
But they don't know me
Do they even know you?
All the things you hide from me
All the shit that you do
You were all the things I thought I knew
And I thought we could be
CHORUS
It's nice to know that you were there
Thanks for acting like you cared
And making me feel like I was the only one
It's nice to know we had it all
Thanks for watching as I fall
And letting me know we were done
CHORUS X 2
So much for my happy ending
So much for my happy ending
07 Nobody's Home (03:34)
I couldn't tell you
Why she felt that way
She felt it every day
I couldn't help her
I just watched her make
The same mistakes again
What's wrong, what's wrong now
Too many, too many problems
Don't know where she belongs
Where she belongs
She wants to go home but nobody's home
That's where she lies
Broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go
To dry her eyes,
Broken inside.
Open your eyes (open your eyes)
And look outside
Find the reason why (why)
You've been rejected (you've been rejected)
And now you can't find
What you left behind
Be strong, be strong now
Too many too many problems
Don't know where she belongs, where she belongs
She wants to go home but nobody's home
That's where she lies
Broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go
To dry her eyes,
Broken inside.
Her feeling she hides
Her dreams she can't find
She's losing her mind
She's fallen behind
She can't find her place
She's losing her faith
She's fallen from grace
She's all over the place (yeah!)
She wants to go home but nobody's home
That's where she lies
Broken inside.
With no place to go, no place to go
To dry her eyes,
Broken inside.
She's lost inside, lost inside
She's lost inside, lost inside
08 Forgotten (03:19)
Oh, oh 4x
I'm giving up
On everything because you mess me up
Don't know how much you screwed it up
You never listen, that's just too bad
Because I'm moving on
I won't forget you were the one that was wrong
I know I need to step up and be strong
Don't patronize me, yeah
Chorus:
Have you forgotten
Everything that I wanted?
Do you forget it's now
You never got it?
Do you get it now, yeah, yeah, yeah?
Oh, oh 2x
Gotta get away
There's no point in thinking about yesterday
It's too late now
It will never be the same
We're so different now, yeah
Chorus
I know I wanna run away, I know I wanna run away
Run away
If only I could run away, if only I could run away
Run away
I told you what I wanted; I told you what I wanted
What I wanted
I was forgotten, I won't be forgotten never again
Chorus
09 Who Knows (03:31)
Yeah (6X)
Why do you look so familiar?
I could swear that I have seen your face before
I think I like that you seem sincere
I think I'd like to get to know you a little bit more
I think there's something more
Life's worth living for
Chorus:
Who knows what could happen
Do what you do
Just keep on laughing
One thing's true
There's always a brand new day
I'm gonna live today like it's my last day
Yeah (6X)
How do you always have an opinion
And how do you always find
The best way to compromise
We don't need to have a reason
We don't need anything
We're just wasting time
I think there's something more
Life's worth living for
[Chorus]
Who knows what could happen
Do what you do
Just keep on laughing
One thing's true
There's always a brand new day
I'm gonna live today like it's my last day
Find yourself
Cause I can't find you
Be yourself
Who are you?
Find yourself
Cause I can't find you
Be yourself
Who are you?
Who knows what could happen
Do what you do
Just keep on laughing
One thing's true
There's always a brand new day
So you go and make it happen
Do your best
Just keep on laughing
I'm telling you, there's always a brand new day
Who knows what could happen
Do what you do
Just keep on laughing
One thing's true
There's always a brand new day
I'm gonna live today like it's my last day
10 Fall to Pieces (03:30)
I looked away
Then I looked back at you
You try to say
The things that you can't undo
If I had my way
I'd never get over you
Today is the day
I pray that we make it through
Make it through the fall
Make it through it all
And I don't want to fall to pieces
I just want to sit and stare at you
I don't want to talk about it
And I don't want a conversation
I just want to cry in front of you
I don't want to talk about it
'Cause I'm in love with you
You're the only one
I'd be with 'til the end
When I come undone
You bring me back again
Back under the stars
Back into your arms
And I don't want to fall to pieces
I just want to sit and stare at you
I don't want to talk about it
And I don't want a conversation
I just want to cry in front of you
I don't want to talk about it
'Cause I'm in love with you
Wanna know who you are
Wanna know where to start
I wanna know what this means
Wanna know how you feel
Wanna know what is real
I wanna know everything
Everything
I don't want to fall to pieces
I just want to sit and stare at you
I don't want to talk about it
And I don't want a conversation
I just want to cry in front of you
I don't want to talk about it
And I don't want to fall to pieces
I just want to sit and stare at you
I don't want to talk about it
And I don't want a conversation
I just want to cry in front of you
And I don't want to talk about it
'Cause I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
'Cause I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
I'm in love with you
11 Freak Out (03:15)
Try to tell me what I shouldn't do
You should know by now,I wont listen to you
Walk around with my hands up in the air
Cause I don't care
Cause I'm alright I'm fine
Just freak out let it go
I'm gonna live my life
I cant ever run and hide I wont compromise cause I'll never know
I'm gonna close my eyes
I cant watch the time go by
I wont keep it inside
Freak out let it go
Just freak out let it go
You dont always have to do everything right
Stand up for yourself
and put up a fight
walk around with your hands up in the air like you don't care
Cause I'm alright I'm fine
Just freak out let it go
I'm gonna live my life
I cant ever run and hide I wont compromise cause I'll never know
I'm gonna close my eyes
I cant watch the time go by
I wont keep it inside
Freak out let it go
On my own
let it go
yeah yeah yeah
Just let me live my life
I cant ever run and hide I wont compromise cause I'll never know
I'm gonna close my eyes
I cant watch the time go by
I wont keep it inside
Freak out let it go
Gonna freak out let it go
Gonna freak out let it go
13 I Always Get What I Want (02:32)
Every now and then we all want something
Even if there's no way of gettin' it
If i stomach that thats the way it must be
Be the way around it, could I get myself around it
Get me what I want
Everything that I got
Get me what I want
Cause Im a big shot
Dont wanna always have to be so nice
Dont wanna hear you say well thats just life
I dry out when I open my mouth
I make my way around it, make my way around it
Get me what I want
Everything that I got
Get me what I want
Cause Im a big shot
So give me what I want
I always get what I want
Dont want to see me red
If I dont get what I want
Thats not what you want
I'm not about to take no for an answer
no
If I tell you I cant I'm still gonna go
I did it all by myself
I found my way around it
Get me what I want
Everything that I got
Get me what I want
Cause Im a big shot
So give me what I want
I always get what I want
Dont want to see me red
If I dont get what I want
Thats not what you want
It's not to lovely
It could start to get ugly
It really bugs me
Get me what I want
Everything that I got
Get me what I want
Cause Im a big shot
So give me what I want
I always get what I want
Dont want to see me red
If I dont get what I want
Thats not what you want
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Altre recensioni
Di francis
Io dico che la canadese Avril Lavigne ha talento, e che 'Under My Skin' è un lavoro decisamente sopra gli standard per il tipo di pubblico cui è rivolto.
Se venisse fuori con tutto il suo vigore nei prossimi dischi, ci consegnerebbe una nuova grande cantautrice rock, rassicurante ma innamorata dell'estetica heavy metal.
Di aka THE TRUE ghetto
La regina del rock-pop canadese e direi anche mondiale è una ragazza bellissima e carismatica.
Ha continuato a spaccare le nostre casse e tele fino a farci appassionare dello sk8, del rock e della strada di cui racconta nel profondo delle sue canzoni.
