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SMiLE è il titolo di un disco dei Beach Boys che avrebbe dovuto uscire nel '67 e che invece, ad opera quasi ultimata, fu abbandonato per diversi problemi, tra cui la crescente alienazione del leader e compositore Brian Wilson, i suoi problemi con l'LSD e le sue incredibili ossessioni. Il disco avrebbe dovuto essere il capolavoro assoluto dei Beach Boys ma anche rappresentare una grande svolta per la musica pop/rock, svolta che purtroppo, e questa fu forse la goccia che fece traboccare il vaso, fu anticipata da Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band dei Beatles. Come ha raccontato meravigliosamente Socrates nella sua recensione Wilson capì che loro ci erano arrivati prima di lui e quindi quel disco, che aveva richiesto mesi di duro lavoro e l'utilizzo di innovative tecniche di registrazione, fu dimenticato e da allora la band iniziò un rapido declino artistico lasciando Pet Sounds a rappresentare la vetta compositiva del gruppo. L'album che avrebbe dovuto essere, come recitava il sottotitolo, "una sinfonia adolescenziale dedicata a Dio" era perso per sempre.
O almeno fino al 2004, quando il solo Wilson, con un nuovo gruppo, resuscitò SMiLE in tutta la sua magnificenza e lo presentò al mondo. Il disco è veramente strutturato come una vera e propria sinfonia classica, divisa in tre movimenti: i temi musicali ritornano e i brani si mischiano l'uno nell'altro. I bei cromatismi e le influenze di Gershwin portano SMiLE lontano da quelle canzoni surf degli esordi con cui, soprattutto in Italia, vengono sempre identificati i Beach Boys. A livello dei testi, opera di Van Dike Parks, siamo di fronte ad un concept che propone un'epopea dell'America da est a ovest. Il titolo del disco richiama il clima giocoso dei testi, pieni di giochi di parole inter e intralinguistici, e delle musiche, piene di rumori quotidiani, come nella canzone "Vega-Tables". Se paragonata alle varie registrazioni del vecchio progetto abbandonato che circolano in rete, questa edizione ufficiale risulta estremamente fedele agli intenti e ai suoni originali. L'unico neo del disco è forse la voce dello stesso Wilson, non più giovane e fresca come ai tempi del surf.
Nel disco possiamo ascoltare anche la versione originale di "Good Vibrations", canzone che era stata concepita durante le registrazioni di Pet Sounds, che avrebbe dovuto far parte del disco abbandonato e che infine venne leggermente semplificata nell'arrangiamento e modificata nel testo e fu utilizzata per un altro disco nella sua versione più conosciuta. L'opera è veramente da ascoltare attentamente come una sinfonia, i movimenti sono tutti bellissimi, anche se personalmente direi che il movimento di mezzo è il più riuscito. In ogni caso se questo disco fosse uscito veramente 40 anni fa avrebbe probabilmente rivoluzionato la musica almeno tanto quanto e forse più di quel che han fatto il sergente Pepe e la sua band.
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04 Barnyard (00:58)
Out in the barnyard, the chickens do their number,
Out in the barnyard, the cook is chopping lumber
Jump in the pigpen, next time I'll take my shoes off
Hit the dirt doing two-and-a-half, next time I'll leave my hat on...
06 Cabin Essence (03:29)
Light the lamp and fire mellow,
Cabin essence timely hello,
Welcomes the time for a change.
Lost and found, you still remain there.
You'll find a meadow filled with grain there.
I'll give you a home on the range.
Who ran the iron horse?
Who ran the iron horse?
Who ran the iron horse?
Who ran the iron horse?
Who ran the iron horse?
Who ran the iron horse?
Who ran the iron horse?
Who ran the iron horse?
Who ran the iron horse?
Who ran the iron horse?
I want to watch you windblown facing
Waves of wheat for your embracing.
Folks sing a song of the grange.
Nestle in a kiss below there.
The constellations ebb and flow there.
And witness our home on the range.
Who ran the iron horse?
(Truck driving man do what you can)
Who ran the iron horse?
(High-tail your load off the road)
Who ran the iron horse?
(Out of night-life-it's a gas man)
Who ran the iron horse?
(I don't believe I gotta grieve)
Who ran the iron horse?
(In and out of luck)
Who ran the iron horse?
(With a buck and a booth)
Who ran the iron horse?
(Catchin' on to the truth)
Who ran the iron horse?
(In the vast past, the last gasp)
Who ran the iron horse?
(In the land, in the dust, trust that you must)
Who ran the iron horse?
(Catch as catch can)
Have you seen the grand coolie workin' on the railroad?
Have you seen the grand coolie workin' on the railroad?
Have you seen the grand coolie workin' on the railroad?
Over and over,
The crow cries uncover the cornfield.
Over and over,
The thresher and hover the wheat field.
Over and over,
The crow cries uncover the cornfield.
Over and over,
The thresher and hover the wheat field.
Over and over,
The crow cries uncover the cornfield.
Over and over,
The thresher and hover the wheat field.
07 Wonderful (02:06)
Time: 2:13 Irving Music, Inc. BMI
Brian Wilson/Van Dyke Parks
She belongs there left with her liberty
Never known as a non-believer
She laughs and stays in the one-one-one-wonderful
She knew how to gather the forest when
God reached softly and moved her body
One golden locket
Quite young and loving her mother and father
Farther down the path was a mystery
Through the recess the chalk and numbers
A boy bumped into her one-one-one-wonderful
All fall down and lost in the mystery
Lost it all to a non-believer
And all that's left is a girl
Who's loved by her mother and father
She'll return in love with her liberty
Chased away from the non believer
She'll sigh and thank God for one- one- one- wonderful
10 Surf's Up (04:08)
A diamond necklace played the pawn
Hand in hand some drummed along, oh
To a handsome man and baton
A blind class aristocracy
Back through the opera glass you see
The pit and the pendulum drawn
Columnated ruins domino
Canvass the town and brush the backdrop
Are you sleeping?
Hung velvet overtaken me
Dim chandelier awaken me
To a song dissolved in the dawn
The music hall a costly bow
The music all is lost for now
To a muted trumperter swan
Columnated ruins domino
Canvass the town and brush the backdrop
Are you sleeping, Brother John?
Dove nested towers the hour was
Strike the street quicksilver moon
Carriage across the fog
Two-Step to lamp lights cellar tune
The laughs come hard in Auld Lang Syne
The glass was raised, the fired rose
The fullness of the wine, the dim last toasting
While at port adieu or die
A choke of grief heart hardened I
Beyond belief a broken man too tough to cry
Surf's Up
Aboard a tidal wave
Come about hard and join
The young and often spring you gave
I heard the word
Wonderful thing
A children's song
Child, child, child, child, child
A child is the father of the man
Child, child, child, child, child
A child is the father of the man
A children's song
Have you listened as they played
Their song is love
And the children know the way
That's why the child is the father to the man
Child, child, child, child, child
Child, child, child, child, child
Na na na na na na na na
Child, child, child, child, child
That's why the child is the father to the man
Child, child, child, child, child
12 Vega-Tables (02:19)
I'm gonna be round my vegetables
I'm gonna chow down my vegetables
I love you most of all
My favorite vege-table
If you brought a big brown bag of them home
I'd jump up and down and hope you'd toss me a carrot
I'm gonna keep well my vegetables
Cart off and sell my vegetables
I love you most of all
My favorite vege-table
Oh oh taba vega vegel
I tried to kick the ball but my tenny flew right off
I'm red as a beet 'cause I'm so embarassed
Sleep a lot eat a lot brush em like crazy
Run a lot do a lot never be lazy
Sleep a lot eat a lot brush em like crazy
Run a lot do a lot never be lazy
Oh oh dum do dum de dooby do
Oh oh dum do dum de dooby do
Oh oh dum do dum de dooby do
oh yeah
Oh badumday oh dum do dum de dooby do
Oh badumday oh dum do dum de dooby do
I throw away my candy bar and I ate the wrapper
And when they told me what I did I burst into laughter
I know that you'll feel better
When you send us in
Your letter an'
Tell us the name of your
Your favorite vege-table
13 On a Holiday (02:36)
A pirate with a tune on a holiday
A lazy Mr. Moon on a getaway
And isn't that a mood for a milky way
A ukelele lady around a lei
Rock, rock, roll
Rock, rock, roll Plymouth Rock, roll over
For a holiday
Abash and forth a starboard course
With north abeam, sherry of course
The men will share some sport and now me hearty
Not the rum of Carib' scum
It's port tonight - drink up and come
Un-weigh the anchor Yank and we will party!
A shanty town, a shanty in Waikiki
And juxtapose a man with a mystery
A blue Hawaiian captures his melody
Pauahi O Kalani is what he sings to me
Rock, rock, roll
Rock, rock, roll Plymouth Rock, roll over
For a holiday
Long, long ago, long ago
Whisperin' wind sent my wind chimes a-tinklin'
Whisperin' wind sent my wind chimes a-tinklin'
Whisperin' wind sent my wind chimes a-tinklin'
17 Good Vibrations (04:36)
I, I love the colorful clothes she wears
And she's already working on my brain
I, I only looked in her eyes
But I think of something I just can't explain.
I'm pickin' up good vibrations
She's giving me excitations
I'm pickin' up good vibrations
(Oom bop bop good vibrations)
She's giving me excitations
(Oom bop bop excitations)
Good good good good vibrations
(Oom bop bop)
She's giving me excitations
(Oom bop bop excitations)
Good good good good vibrations
(Oom bop bop)
She's giving me excitations
(Oom bop bop excitations)
I bet I know what she's like
And I can feel how right she'd be for me
It's weird, how she comes in so strong
And I wonder what she's pickin up from me?
I'm pickin' up good vibrations
She's giving me excitations
I'm pickin' up good vibrations
(Oom bop bop good vibrations)
She's giving me excitations
(Oom bop bop excitations)
Good good good good vibrations
(Oom bop bop)
She's giving me excitations
(Oom bop bop excitations)
Good good good good vibrations
(Oom bop bop)
She's giving me excitations
(Oom bop bop excitations)
(Ahhhhhhh)
(Ah my my what elation)
I don't know where but she sends me there
(Ah my my what a sensation)
(Ah my my what elations)
(Ah my my what)
Gotta keep those lovin' good vibrations
A happenin' with her
Gotta keep those lovin' good vibrations
A happenin' with her
Gotta keep those lovin' good vibrations
A happenin'
Ahhhhhhhh
Good good good good vibrations
(Oom bop bop)
(I'm pickin' up good vibrations)
She's giving me excitations
(Oom bop bop)
(Excitations)
Good good good good vibrations
(Oom bop bop)
Na na na na na
Na na na
Na na na na na
Na na na
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Quei diavoli inglesi lo avevano anticipato... come se qualcuno fosse entrato nella sua mente e avesse sviluppato in un modo migliore le sue idee.
Dopo un’attesa di 37 anni, la mitica 'teenage symphony to God' avrebbe così rivisto la luce: un sorriso illuminò il suo pallido volto rugoso.
