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Irlanda, terra di gnomi e folletti, di santi e profughi, dai grandi cieli e dalle verdi distese. È qui che mi conducono le vivaci note della fisarmonica, gli stridii del violino, il suono allegro dei flauti, che fluiscono assieme e plasmano una melodia organica, e assai piacevole.
È folk. Musica popolare. Da ballare. Folk condito da tonalità ''irish''.
Pezzi acustici, coinvolgenti, con la chitarra che accompagna gli strumenti: qualche accordo, qualche arpeggio; poca chitarra elettrica, giusto a sprazzi, troppa rovinerebbe la materia. Alla musica si sposa una voce calda, a tratti anche ruvida, che non sfoggia chissà quali doti canore, perché è semplicemente armonia; l'avvicendarsi di arpeggi, ballate malinconiche e brani energici finisce col prenderti, in un modo o nell'altro.
Mi ricordo che da bambino, quando mi propinavano un simile ''piatto musicale'', storcevo il naso: "E chi sarebbe Geldof ?". Tempo qualche anno, presi la cassetta e la infilai spontaneamente nello stereo. Magia. Batti un piede, batti l'altro, mi riscoprii a canticchiare i ritornelli delle canzoni.
Facciamo così: voi ascoltatelo, io dico che vi piacerà. Chi perde la scommessa offre una birra.
Birra irlandese, naturalmente.
Elenco tracce testi e video
06 Crucified Me (02:11)
First time that I saw you
You were standing in the hall
You said you knew everything
But I knew you knew f**k all
There were tremors in your cheekbones
There was longing in your eyes
But I thought I smelt a nameless fear
Buried in your thighs
You crucified me
Do you see
That you crucify me
I crouched down in the hallway
You huddled on the step
There were shadows in the alcove
We were way out of our depth
There was thunder in the hallway
There was lightning at the gate
Electric storms flashed through the walls
In fixed and fluid states
And crucified me
Do you see
That you crucify me
Now and then I call your name
And now and then it's clear
Baby you can call in vain
Even though you're near
You were cloaked in your depression
Like a widow in her veils
How could we begin to think
That we could ever fail
You crucified me
Do you see
That you crucify me
First time that I saw you
You were standing 'gainst the wall
You swore I knew everything
But you knew I knew f**k all.
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*written by Bob Geldof
*taken from the album entitled "The Vegetarians of Love"
07 The Chains of Pain (03:43)
Jungle Joe say to Uncle Sam
He say leave me alone
Let me be just as I am
Money grow on tree
As we say in Japanee
Down Amazonia way
Up all night I've been out with the in crowd
Uptight, outtasight, alright outtamind
You know what I'm trying to say
But in another way
A chain that breaks is just a heart that's changed
Sometimes I fall on my knees and I pray
God won't let me see another day
Then I wake up and thank God that He's
ignored my prayers again
Systems of belief well they come and they go babe
The myths we believe in they change from day to day
I believe belief will wrap your brains in chains
So I'm for changing
Desperate deeds were done by men with guns in China
Boys in clean white shirts
Stopped the tanks in their dirt
And the blood they spilled
Just made the white shine brighter
They weren't waiting baby
They were breaking up the chains of pain
They're not slaves they're changing
By breaking up the chains of pain
A brain in chains is just a heart enslaved
Join the chain gang
Break it up
*taken from the album "The Vegetarians of Love"
*written by Bob Geldof/Danny Mitchell
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