America. America persa tra i deserti della California. America scorta passeggiando per Lexington. L'America con il "sole di sigarette" di Bukowski.
"America" che, se fosse un romanzo, potrebbe iniziare così:
"C'era una volta un Cotter qulasiasi che, per caso, si ritrovò a guardare il match di fine stagione dei Giants nello stesso stadio dove, non a caso, era presente Edgar J. Hoover. Il tutto mentre il primo era intento a sgusciare noccioline, il secondo aveva invece a che fare con un ben poco "jazzisticamente stilizzato" Frank Sinatra."
Dicevo, potrebbe che potrebbe iniziare così se fosse un romanzo. Ed io fossi Don De Lillo.
Ma questi sono i Black Rebel Motorcycle Club. Questo è un disco. Ma l'America, quella, è sempre lei. "Howl", ovvero il famoso urlo di Allen Ginsberg. Urlo esploso durante una festa finita prima ancora di cominciare. "Howl", ovvero un inno ai cantori della "Beat Generation", se ancora la si può definir tale. Il disco che non ti aspetteresti da una band con una macchina sonora così ben collaudata e maledettamente vincente, e invece ecco cosa ti tirano fuori! Un ritorno alle origini, ai Black Rebel che erano e che, come riferiscono, sono sempre stati. Decisamente molto country, come il miglior Rock'N' Roll made in Usa. È già tutto chiaro con l'iniziale "Shuffle Your Feet", il suo "Time won't save our souls" e le acustiche alla Bob Dylan.
Agrodolce, a tratti stridente, con armoniche a bocca degne del miglior Neil Young (magari quello di "Harvest Moon") in "Fault Line", che è un folk alla Johnny Cash. Black come l' Eddie Vedder di "Alive". Pezzi come "Howl" ricordano, per certi aspetti, il Lou Reed polemico e cantautorale di New York, in modo particolare "Last Great American Whale". Uno dei pezzi migliori è sicuramente la ballata "Devil's Waiting" con il suo gospel rock'n' roll e una voce maledettamente blues. Così come "Ain't No Easy Way Out".
Il piano di "Promise" è sicuramante il miglior sponsor dell'intero disco: semplicemente sofferta. Poi c'è "Gospel Song", ed è di nuovo il momento di un blues sussurrato, cantato come forse farebbe solo Mr Mark Lanegan con la sua verve di gentiluomo americano.
Ma la verità è che gli emuli di Mr Stanley Kowalski non somigliano a nessuno, per fortuna.
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01 Shuffle Your Feet (02:53)
Time won't save our souls
Time won't save our souls
Time won't save my soul... no
When everything is going down
Nothing seem to feel same
No one seem to know my name
No one seem to go my way
But who knows if I'll see you again
But who knows if I'll see you again
One for the so named dreamers
One for the wicked man
One for the peaceful protests
That keeps the war in demand
Who knows if I'll see you again
Who knows if I'll see you again
Time won't save our souls
Time won't save my soul
Time won't save our souls
Time won't save my soul
I never thought I'd see it coming
I never thought I'd ever know
Nothing seems to take me over
Nothing seems to let me go
Who knows if I'll see you again
Who knows if I'll see you again
02 Howl (04:20)
You try so hard to be cool
You try so hard to not show
I give you nothing to doubt, and you doubt me
I give you all that I have, but you don't see
Now I know that my eyes must close here
Every word seems to feel like you don't care
But I know that you're so confused and afraid
I just want to be one true thing that don't fade
I don't wanna give up tomorrow
I just can't understand why we're going on
You try so hard to be heard
You try so hard to not hurt
I give you nothing to doubt, and you doubt me
I give you all that I have, but you don't see
Now I know that my eyes must close here
Every word seems to feel like you don't care
But I know that you're so confused and afraid
I just want to be one true thing that don't fade
I don't wanna give up tomorrow
I just can't understand why we're going on
04 Ain't No Easy Way (02:36)
It's easy to fall in love
When you fall in love you know your done
You got easy eyes to hunt
When the world above needs your blood
And the cold vain to the richest man
They're paid away to steal our hand
There aint no easy way no there aint no easy way out
There aint no easy way no there aint no easy way out
There aint no easy way no there aint no easy way out
It's easy to fall in love
When your on your luck you know your done
And the last kiss had a foolish cause
Straight tired eyes could only haunt
There aint no easy way no there aint no easy way out
There aint no easy way no there aint no easy way out
There aint no easy way no there aint no easy way out
There aint no easy way no there aint no easy way out
There aint no easy way no there aint no easy way out
There aint no easy way no there aint no easy way out
There aint no easy way no there aint no easy way out
There aint no easy way no there aint no easy way out
There aint no easy way no there aint no easy way out
Its easy to fall in love when you fall in love you know your done
09 Restless Sinner (03:12)
Restless sinner, rest in sin,
He's got no face to hold him in.
He feels his day's as dark as night,
He's been waiting with the blind just to find a place to hide his ghost.
No open lies, no consequence,
The door's been closed since he's walked in.
The fight's been raging so many days,
He'll greet you with a cross and a sickle as he helps you in.
You fall in ways to an open fire,
You got no taste for his desire.
He brings you in to warm your bones,
He's the reason why you came, and the reason why you'll have to go.
Mmmm fool's got a fallen raise,
Another fallen child.
It can't be known what lies and waits,
For those of us in crippled states,
A broken mind is no escape,
When there's no one left to reason with, There's no one left to call your name.
Mmmm fool's got a fallen raise,
Another fallen child.
11 Complicated Situation (02:36)
Well everything's so different now, this scream which fills the air,
And haunts the hall which children sleep upon the floor,
They'll have the gun, you'll hear them say with smiles meant to cry,
As they wind the watch strapped on the wrist and quickly look away,
And four and six have come and gone, five times before this scene,
And upon the lips of everyone, the curse I've never dreamed,
Yeah, upon the lips of everyone, the curse I've never dreamed.
It's a complicated situation,
It's a complicated situation mama,
I'm a complicated situation.
The young must be our sacrifice, they say with crippled grins,
The eyes of youth must lose their way and stumble here within,
So the sleeping children were awoke, in time to haze their eyes,
So it's never known on which they choke's worth books of old and time,
So it's never known on which they choke's worth books of old and time.
It's a complicated situation,
It's a complicated situation mama,
I'm a complicated situation.
12 Sympathetic Noose (04:17)
I gotta feeling I can't lose,
I gotta sympathetic noose,
But I don't know how to be grateful,
Yeah I don't know how you're thankful,
I gotta feeling I can't lose,
I gotta sympathetic noose,
'Cause you don't know how to lean on,
Yeah I don't know how to be freed from,
You gotta keep your head up,
You gotta let yourself get through,
All you ever dream,
Makes you want to hide,
Least all your expectations,
Feel the hole inside,
All you ever dream,
It makes you want to hide,
Least all your expectations,
Feel the hole inside.
I gotta feeling in my boots,
I gotta make some sense of you,
'Cause I don't know how to be careful,
Yeah I don't know how to be there for,
I gotta feeling I can't prove,
I gotta sympathetic noose,
'Cause I don't know how you're grateful,
Yeah I don't know how to be thankful,
You gotta keep your head up,
You gotta let yourself get through,
All you ever dream,
Makes you want to hide,
Least all your expectations,
Feel the hole inside,
All you ever dream,
It makes you want to hide,
Least all your expectations,
Feel the hole inside.
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