Questi sono delle vere pippe a suonare! ..e senti questo come stona! Cosa usano per registrare?!!
Purtroppo le aspettative possono essere tradite e l'orizzonte d'attesa frustrato può portare a rifiutare un album già dal primo ascolto.
In quanti potremmo chiuderci in un garage o avremmo potuto farlo, solo noi con i nostri amici più intimi, quelli con cui per forza di cose ti ritrovi a condividere sensazioni che non sai palesare neanche a te stesso con le parole?? Si recupera qualche strumento e ci si immerge nell'apatia e nelle variazioni umorali che il suo stato prolungato comporta. Qualcosa ci ispira, qualcos'altro no.. la casistica è sterminata.. eppure quasi sempre già sentita....................ma a noi interessa essere originali? beh in un certo senso sì... ma solo a patto di riscoprirlo realmente in noi stessi, con le nostre capacità. E allora ciò che intorno ti stringe la gola a colpi di imposizioni e cinici schemi diventa disagio, non più rivolta, ma consapevolezza.
Non importa imparare a suonare la chitarra o accordare la voce se ciò mi snatura, mi toglie la linfa, mi modella, mi costruisce, non mi rende libero di "spensierare" tra le mie speranze e le mie ansie. Se così è (se vi pare), non solo non importa, ma è altamente deleterio...
Calvin Johnson è l'anima di questo sentimento, è questo sentimento incarnatosi (ma non idolatriamo troppo..). Di sicuro lui e tutta la band si sentivano dei semi cattivi, come il modello del rocker che possegga qualche attitudine punk (nel senso largo del genere) prescrive, così canta difatti: "We are not good is what they say, but we just see this world in a different way!!". Soffre di minor vigore la versione studio di "Bad Seeds". In tutto l'album si può sentire la presenza degli Stooges, specie nelle ballate "What's Important", "Down At The Sea" (la prima è platealmente "The Passenger").
In "I Love You" le solite chitarre taglienti in vera bassa fedeltà ed un ritmo ultra ossessivo e al tempo stesso scanzonato. La voce cupa di lui, e in altri episodi quella dinoccolata di Heater Lewis. "Fourteen" è una perla in cui si coglie l'essenza della stonatura Johnsoniana. "Run Down The Stairs" è forse la migliore prova della Lewis. In tutto ciò c'è sentimento, sentimento puro e una gran dote compositiva di Johnson che "arrangia" letteralmente con il poco che possiede splendide canzoni.
Sono le origini del lo-fi che i Beat Happening annunciano insieme a gruppi come Half Japanese; le loro sono canzoni registrate male che potrebbe suonare un po' chiunque dopo un mese scarso di tirocinio allo strumento, ma attenzione, oltre il mese-mese e mezzo potreste svuotarne dal di dentro il senso..
Beat Happening dei Beat Happening esce nel 1985 per la K-Sub Pop dopo uno strano tour in Giappone, a due anni di distanza dal formarsi della band.
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01 Our Secret (02:51)
I was walking in our town
I was walking through the store
I saw a pretty girl
She held open the door
I said I like you
She said that she liked me
And we could be friends
In our special stupid way
I went to Pacific Cafe
There she was again
So I said hey
We should go swimming in Capital Lake
We had a lot of fun but then it got real late
So I walked her home
And had dinner with her family
That's why we're running away
That's why we're running away
That's why we're running away
That's why we're running away
That's why we're running away
That's why I had dinner with her family
We went to her friend's house
To have a cup of tea
She said that it was true
She was in love with me
I knew right then we'd have to be alone
'Cause no one in this whole world could ever understand
That's why we're running away
That's why we're running away
That's why I had dinner with her family
05 Fourteen (01:50)
we were looking at your rabbits
we were feeding them some cabbage
you were telling me that you have a black and white cat
we took a walk, we start to hop, jump rope, play hopscotch
all the things i wanted to say
staring at your face, then looking away
all the things i wanted to tell
but i couldn't trust you, i couldn't trust myself
it's not that you're bad no
i just can't seem to let myself go
you see to me
the best part of sex is walking home holding hands after swimming in the lake
to me
the best part of love is when you say you'll be my friend
we were wearing our pajamas we were eating some bananas
i want to tell you how i want to be your pal
all the things i wanted to say
staring at your face, then looking away
now its too late
06 Run Down the Stairs (02:13)
i wanna tell the truth
i really do
i get so scared
when i try to talk to you
cause you know me when i open up my mouth
you see my eyes when i say what i say
when i say what i say
yeah, when i say what i say
when i say what i say
but i don't know the truth
and i can't talk
i clap my hands
and go for a long walk
i cut my hair
i run down stairs
run down stairs
i dance around in a small room
with the lights turned down
i think about you now
i walk around late at night
cause i can't go to sleep cause you're not here
to turn out the light
turn, turn, turn out the light
i guess it's all right
my hands hold the world
they hold my head
they hold my knees up to my chest
they tell the truth
they love you so
my hands would touch you but they don't know how
they don't know how
they don't know how
they don't know how
13 Foggy Eyes (02:46)
1, 2, 3, 4, 1, 2, 3, 4
Keep your eyes shut and live your life
Someone else will pay the price
Open-up your eyes and speak your mind
Leave your youth far behind
Foggy eyes lookin' at their friends
Wondering what's to become of them
Think about the way it used to be
Foggy eyes, why can't you see?
I tried to tell you that it was okay that
You were gonna go away
You're like the people that are never real
Like the foggy eyes walking down the street
Foggy eyes, lookin' at foggy eyes
Foggy eyes, going bang bang bang
Foggy eyes, lookin' at foggy eyes
Foggy eyes, going bang bang bang
Foggy eyes at home in a box of pain
Look in the mirror and travel far away
The world they see is enough to make you cry
Foggy eyes, say goodbye to love
Foggy eyes, lookin' at foggy eyes
Foggy eyes, going bang bang bang
Foggy eyes, lookin' at foggy eyes
Foggy eyes, going bang bang bang
There's things we want each other to be
I'm sorry that you think you're not important to me
I don't know why we make each other cry
Don't know why we all got foggy eyes
I think about all the things I never do
How I'm such a disappointment to you
'Cause I wanna play with you
I wanna get away from you
Foggy eyes, lookin' at foggy eyes
Foggy eyes, going bang bang bang
Foggy eyes, going bang bang bang bang
14 Bad Seeds (01:50)
They keep us apart from the other kids
They try to keep us from each other
We're no good is what they say
But we just see this world in a different way
We're bad, bad seeds
Bad, bad, bad, bad seeds
We're bad, bad seeds
Bad, bad, bad, bad seeds
They make a lot of rules
They tell a lot of lies
If we don't wanna, we won't behave
And they can't make us, 'cause we can't be made
We're bad, bad seeds
Bad, bad, bad, bad seeds
We're bad, bad seeds
Bad, bad, bad, bad seeds
The new generation formed the teenage nation
This time, let's do it right
Bad, bad seeds
Bad, bad, bad, bad seeds
We're bad, bad seeds
Bad, bad, bad, bad seeds
Bad, bad seeds
Bad, bad, bad, bad seeds
We're bad, bad seeds
Bad, bad
16 I Spy (01:50)
i'm more important in the usa
than a spy for the fbi
i'm trained to meet
the criminal elite
and i seek out wherever evil resides
i spy
i'm at home in the streets of rome
or just hanging round old shanghai
danger is my logo
espionage a go-go
i'm just diggin' this american crime
two deadly agents of a wicked persuasion
tried to send me on a permanent vacation
i gave them the slip
cause i'm totally hip
to that modern counter espionage
i spy
i got a bulletproof car and a secret star
and a ring with xray eyes
i wear spanish boots
crooks brother suits
and i don't know how to cry
17 Run Down the Stairs (01:55)
i wanna tell the truth
i really do
i get so scared
when i try to talk to you
cause you know me when i open up my mouth
you see my eyes when i say what i say
when i say what i say
yeah, when i say what i say
when i say what i say
but i don't know the truth
and i can't talk
i clap my hands
and go for a long walk
i cut my hair
i run down stairs
run down stairs
i dance around in a small room
with the lights turned down
i think about you now
i walk around late at night
cause i can't go to sleep cause you're not here
to turn out the light
turn, turn, turn out the light
i guess it's all right
my hands hold the world
they hold my head
they hold my knees up to my chest
they tell the truth
they love you so
my hands would touch you but they don't know how
they don't know how
they don't know how
they don't know how
19 Fourteen (01:44)
we were looking at your rabbits
we were feeding them some cabbage
you were telling me that you have a black and white cat
we took a walk, we start to hop, jump rope, play hopscotch
all the things i wanted to say
staring at your face, then looking away
all the things i wanted to tell
but i couldn't trust you, i couldn't trust myself
it's not that you're bad no
i just can't seem to let myself go
you see to me
the best part of sex is walking home holding hands after swimming in the lake
to me
the best part of love is when you say you'll be my friend
we were wearing our pajamas we were eating some bananas
i want to tell you how i want to be your pal
all the things i wanted to say
staring at your face, then looking away
now its too late
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