Unione. Commistione. Liberazione.
Detti così, queste tre parole sembrano i dettami per un nuovo credo. Non preoccupatevi, non sono un predicatore via web, uso solo questi termini per descrivere un evento. Già, perché i concerti di Bob Marley e degli Wailers non erano altro che questo. Un evento, una gioia, una liberazione, una mescolanza di musica e spiritualità. Chris Blackwell e la Island pensano bene di documentare tutto questo anche per chi non c'era e, a testimonianza, rilasciano nel 1975 "Live!", composto da pezzi provenienti da registrazioni effettuate al Lyceum Ballroom di Londra.
Il CD, musicalmente parlando, condensa in poco più di mezz'ora il meglio della produzione di Marley fino a quel momento: da "Trenchtown Rock" a "Get Up, Stand Up", passando per "Lively Up Yourself" (accolta con un boato dal pubblico presente), giungendo all'indimenticata "No Woman, No Cry" (qui nella sua versione più conosciuta). Ma, come detto, qui non bisogna analizzare il lato musicale di questo live (per altro ottimo, con il gruppo catturato in uno stato di pura "trance" per tutto il disco), ma l'indescrivibile forza e simbiosi che si scatena tra la band e il suo pubblico; Marley qui sembra tutto, meno che un cantante; sembra più che altro un incredibile trascinatore di folle, un portatore di un messaggio da ascoltare e riascoltare. E si sente che il pubblico presente, tramite la musica, il divertimento e la commozione che questa suscita, lo colga, lo afferri e lo faccia proprio. Un disco che in realtà potrebbe essere un' orazione, un discorso di una figura carismatica ad una folla ora divertita, ora sbigottita. Che ci sia il Reggae di mezzo, poco importa.
Esempio lampante di come la musica sia solo un mezzo, e non il fine ultimo da raggiungere, questo "Live!" va a fotografare perfettamente l'idea di concerto di Marley. In quelle sere, Bob aveva in pugno il suo pubblico: l'aveva perso per mano e gli aveva sbattuto in faccia la realtà raccontata nelle sue canzoni. E chi c'era l'ha capito e si è fatto condurre dagli Wailers fino all'urlo finale di "Get Up, Stand Up", cantato ad una voce dai bianchi londinesi e dai neri giamaicani presenti al concerto. 30 anni dopo quell'urlo lo sentiamo intenso come non mai.
Gli Wailers avevano conquistato, per una notte, la capitale di Babilonia.
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01 Trenchtown Rock (04:24)
One good thing about music, when it hits you (you feel no pain)
Oh, oh, I say, one good thing about music, when it hits you (you feel no pain)
Hit me with music, hit me with music now
This is (Trenchtown rock), don't watch that
(Trenchtown rock), big fish or sprat now
(Trenchtown rock) You reap what you sow
(Trenchtown rock), and only Jah, Jah know
(Trenchtown rock) I'd never turn my back
(Trenchtown rock), I'd give the slum a try
(Trenchtown rock) I'd never let the children cry
(Trenchtown rock), 'cause you got to tell Jah, Jah why
(Groovin') It's Kingston 12
(groovin'), it's Kingston 12
(Groovin') It's Kingston 12 now
(groovin'), it's Kingston 12
No want you come galang so, oh no
(... no want you fe galang so), ska-ba-dip-ska-ba
(You want come cold I up ...) Ska-ba-dibby-dip,
ska-ba-doop, ska-ba-doop (... cold I up)
Oh, oh, I'm groovin', and the world knows by now,
now, now, now, now, now, now, now, y'all
Oh now, I said, you feel no pain now
One good thing about music, when it hits you (you feel no ...) feel no pain
Hit me with music now, oh now, hit me with music now
Hit me with music, harder, brutalize me (... music)
This is (Trenchtown rock), I say, don't watch that
(Trenchtown rock), if you a big fish or sprat
(Trenchtown rock) You reap what you sow
(Trenchtown rock), and everyone know now
(Trenchtown rock) Don't turn your back
(Trenchtown rock), I say, give the slum a try
(Trenchtown rock) Never let the children cry
(Trenchtown rock), or you got to tell Jah, Jah why
(Groovin') It's Kingston 12
(groovin'), it's Kingston 12
(Groovin') I said, it's Kingston 12 now
(groovin'), oh, oh, oh, it's Kingston 12
(No want you fe galang so) Didn't I told you that
(no want you fe galang so) we should leave with love?
(You want come cold I up ...) I'm not gonna do that, man,
nothin' (... come cold I ...), and look deh now
(Groovin') And then it's Kingston
12, uh
(Good God ...) Good God, looky here now, uh
Hit me with music ...
02 Burnin' and Lootin' (05:12)
This morning I woke up in a curfew;
O God, I was a prisoner, too - yeah!
Could not recognize the faces standing over me;
They were all dressed in uniforms of brutality. Eh!
How many rivers do we have to cross,
Before we can talk to the boss? Eh!
All that we got, it seems we have lost;
We must have really paid the cost.
(That's why we gonna be)
Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight;
(Say we gonna burn and loot)
Burnin' and a-lootin' tonight;
(One more thing)
Burnin' all pollution tonight;
(Oh, yeah, yeah)
Burnin' all illusion tonight.
Oh, stop them!
Give me the food and let me grow;
Let the Roots Man take a blow.
All them drugs gonna make you slow now;
It's not the music of the ghetto. Eh!
Weeping and a-wailin' tonight;
(Who can stop the tears?)
Weeping and a-wailin' tonight;
(We've been suffering these long, long-a years!)
Weeping and a-wailin' tonight
(Will you say cheer?)
Weeping and a-wailin' tonight
(But where?)
Give me the food and let me grow;
Let the Roots Man take a blow.
I must say: all them - all them drugs gonna make you slow;
It's not the music of the ghetto.
We gonna be burning and a-looting tonight;
(To survive, yeah!)
Burning and a-looting tonight;
(Save your baby lives)
Burning all pollution tonight;
(Pollution, yeah, yeah!)
Burning all illusion tonight
(Lord-a, Lord-a, Lord-a, Lord!)
Burning and a-looting tonight;
Burning and a-looting tonight;
Burning all pollution tonight. /fadeout/
03 Them Belly Full (But We Hungry) (04:36)
Them belly full, but we hungry
A hungry mob is a angry mob
A rain a-fall, but the dirt it tough
A pot a-cook, but the food no 'nough
You're gonna dance to Jah music, dance
We're gonna dance to Jah music, dance
Forget your troubles and dance!
Forget your sorrows and dance!
Forget your sickness and dance!
Forget your weakness and dance!
Cost of livin' get so high
Rich and poor, they start to cry
Now the weak must get strong
They say, "Oh, what a tribulation!"
Them belly full, but we hungry
A hungry mob is a angry mob
A fain a-fall, but the dirt it tough
A pot a-cook, but the food no 'nough
We're gonna chuck to Jah Music- chuckin'
We're chuckin' to Jah music- we're chuckin'
A belly full, but them hungry
A hungry mob is a angry mob
A rain a-fall, but the dirt it tough
A pot a-cook, but the food no 'nough
A hungry man is a angry man
A rain a-fall but the dirt it tough
A pot a-cook, but the food no 'nough
A hungry mob is a angry mob
A hungry mob is a angry mob
04 Lively Up Yourself (04:32)
Lively up yourself and don't be no drag
Lively up yourself, 'cause this is the other bag
Hey, lively up yourself and don't be no drag
You lively up yourself, dig it, the other bag
Hey, you rock so, you rock so, like you never did before
You dip so, you dip so, and you can dip thru my door
You come so, you come so, oh yeah, like I do adore you
You skank so, you skank so, and-a I can assure you
You can lively up yourself and don't be no drag
Hey, you lively up yourself, can you dig it?
Hey (you rock so, you rock so), like you never did before
You dip so, you dip so, can you dig it?
You lively up yourself and don't be no drag
You lively up yourself, 'cause this is the other bag
Hey, lively up yourself
Lively up yourself, other bag
Can you dig it? Can you dig it? ...
06 I Shot the Sheriff (05:19)
I shot the sheriff, but I didn't shoot no deputy
Oh, no, oh
I shot the sheriff, but I didn't shoot no deputy
Ooh, ooh, ooh Yeah
All around in my hometown
They're tryin' to track me down, yeah
They say they want to bring me in guilty
For the killing of a deputy, for the life of a deputy
But I say, oh, now, now...
Oh, I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in self defense
Ooh, ooh, ooh
I said, I shot the sheriff, Oh Lord
And they say it is a capital offense
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Hear this
Sheriff John Brown always hated me
For what I don't know
Ev'ry time I plant a seed
He said, "Kill it before it grows."
He said, "Kill them before they grow."
And so, oh, now, now,
Read it in the news
I shot the sheriff, but I swear it was in self defense
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Where was the deputy?
I said I shot the sheriff but I swear it was in self defense
Freedom came my way one day
And I started out of town, yeah!
All of a sudden I saw Sheriff John Brown
Aiming to shoot me down
So I shot, I shot, I shot him down
And I say, if I am guilty I will pay
I shot the sheriff, but I say, but I didn't shoot no deputy
Ooh, no, oh
I shot the sheriff, but I didn't shoot no deputy
Ooo, ooo, ooh
Reflexes had the better of me
And what is to be must be
Ev'ry day the bucket a-go-a well
One day the bottom a-go drop out
One day the bottom a-go drop out
I say, I, I, ...
I, I shot the sheriff, but I didn't shoot the deputy, no
(Repeat)
07 Get Up, Stand Up (06:29)
Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight!
Preacherman, don't tell me,
Heaven is under the earth.
I know you don't know
What life is really worth.
It's not all that glitters is gold;
Half the story has never been told:
So now you see the light, eh!
Stand up for your rights. Come on!
Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight!
Get up, stand up: stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up: don't give up the fight!
Most people think,
Great God will come from the sky,
Take away everything
And make everybody feel high.
But if you know what life is worth,
You will look for yours on earth:
And now you see the light,
You stand up for your rights((Jah).
Get up, stand up! (Jah! Jah!)
Stand up for your rights! (Oh whoa)
Get up, stand up! (Get up, stand up.)
Don't give up the fight! (Life is your right.)
Get up, stand up! (So we can’t give up the fight.)
Stand up for your rights! (Lord, Lord.)
Get up, stand up! (Keep on struggling on.)
Don't give up the fight! (Yeah!)
We sick an' tired of-a your ism-skism game -
Dyin' 'n' goin' to heaven in-a Jesus' name, Lord.
We know when we understand:
Almighty God is a living man.
You can fool some people sometimes,
But you can't fool all the people all the time.
So now we see the light (What you gonna do?)
We gonna stand up for our rights! (Jah, Jah, Jah!)
So you better:
Get up, stand up! (In the morning)
Stand up for your rights! (In the night)
Get up, stand up!
Don't give up the fight! (Don't give it up, don't give it up!)
Get up, stand up! (Get up, stand up!)
Stand up for your rights! (Get up, stand up!)
Get up, stand up! ( ... in your neighborhood there)
Don't give up the fight!
Get up, stand up! ( ... )
Stand up for your rights!
Get up, stand up!
Don't give up the fight!
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