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HUMAN TOUCH è particolare: per fan che hanno già conosciuto (e apprezzato) album come BORN TO RUN o DARKNESS ON THE EDGE OF TOWN (vette della discografia springsteeniana raggiunte solo con TOM JOAD), HT non raggiunge neanche la sufficienza; mentre a chi conosce Springsteen solo per LUCKY TOWN o appunto HT, il suddetto album piace abbastanza.
Il lavoro alterna brani scattanti con altri più lenti, e secondo me è con questi ultimi che Bruce mantiene a galla l'intero album; va considerata l'aggravante (o l'attenuante?) data dall'assenza della E-Street Band, giustificabile al limite in album acustici quali NEBRASKA o TOM JOAD. Passo ora a un sommario esame dei singoli brani: apre le danze "Human Touch", la canzone più "muscolosa" dell'album e che lascia sperare bene per il proseguio. Purtroppo i sogni si infrangono con le successive tracce: "Soul Driver", "57 Channels", "Cross My Heart", "Gloria's Eyes" risultano "spompate" e scorrono via senza lasciare il segno. Veniamo alla prima perla del disco con la lenta "With Every Wish", interessante nelle musiche e nel testo; l'atmosfera viene svegliata dall'energico piano di Roy Bittan che accompagna le schitarrate di Bruce per incorniciare una song abbastanza gradevole: "Roll Of The Dice". Sorvolando per carità su pezzi quali "Real World" e "Real Man" ("real-mente" deludenti!), raggiungiamo la rockeggiante "All Or Nothin' At All", divertente ma poco originale. "Man's Job" è piacevole anche se non eccelsa. "I Wish I Were Blind" è la lenta ballata che alza la media dell'album, la migliore di HUMAN TOUCH. Di nuovo un pezzo rock, "The Long Goodbye", praticamente uguale a "All Or Nothin' At All". Chiude l'album, ma poteva farne a meno, "Pony Boy": brano tradizionale cantato da Bruce con Patti Scialfa.
Per esprimere un giudizio complessivo, HUMAN TOUCH -fatte salve 2 o 3 canzoni- è un album un po' sgonfio e per molti tratti assai poco originale, che può venire apprezzato e gradito da chi decide di avvicinarsi alla musica di Bruce proprio con questo album.
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01 Human Touch (06:31)
You and me we were the pretenders
we let it all slip away
in the end what you dont surrender
well the world just strips away
girl aint no kindness in the face of strangers
aint gonna find no miracles here
well you can wait on your blessings my darlin'
but i got a deal for you right here
i aint looking for prayers or pity
i aint coming round searchin' for a crutch
i just want someone to talk to
and a lil' of that human touch
just a lil' of that human touch
aint no mercy on the streets of this town
aint no bread from heavenly skies
aint nobody drawin' wine from this blood
its just you and me tonight
tell me in a world without pity
do you think that what im askin's too much
i just want something to hold on to
and a lil' of that human touch
just a lil' of that human touch
oh girl that feelin' of safety you prize
well it comes with a hard price
you cant shut off the risk and the pain
without losin' the love that remains
we're all riders on this train
so you been broken and you been hurt
show me somebody who aint
yeah i know i aint nobody's bargain
but hell a lil' touch up
and a lil' paint
you might need something to hold on to
when all the answers they dont amount to much
somebody that you just can talk to
and a lil' of that human touch
baby in a world without pity
do you think what im askin's too much?
i jut want to feel you in my arms
and share a lil' of that human touch....
03 57 Channels (and Nothin' On) (02:28)
I bought a bourgeois house in the Hollywood hills
With a truckload of hundred thousand dollar bills
Man came by to hook up my cable TV
We settled in for the night my baby and me
We switched 'round and 'round 'til half-past dawn
There was fifty-seven channels and nothin' on
Well now home entertainment was my baby's wish
So I hopped into town for a satellite dish
I tied it to the top of my Japanese car
I came home and I pointed it out into the stars
A message came back from the great beyond
There's fifty-seven channels and nothin' on
Well we might'a made some friends with some billionaires
We might'a got all nice and friendly
If we'd made it upstairs
All I got was a note that said "Bye-bye John
Our love is fifty-seven channels and nothin' on"
So I bought a .44 magnum it was solid steel cast
And in the blessed name of Elvis well I just let it blast
'Til my TV lay in pieces there at my feet
And they busted me for disturbin' the almighty peace
Judge said "What you got in your defense son?"
"Fifty-seven channels and nothin' on"
I can see by your eyes friend you're just about gone
Fifty-seven channels and nothin' on...
Fifty-seven channels and nothin'
07 Roll of the Dice (04:17)
Well I've been a losin' gambler
Just throwin' snake eyes
Love ain't got me downhearted
I know up around the corner lies
My fool's paradise
In just another roll of the dice
All my elevens and sevens been comin' up
Sixes and nines
But since I fell for you baby
Been comin' on changin' times
They're just waitin' over the rise
Just another roll of the dice
I've stumbled and I know I made my mistakes
But tonight I'm gonna be playin' for all of the stakes
Well it's never too late so come on girl
The tables are waiting
You and me and lady luck well tonight
We'll be celebrating
Drinkin' champagne on ice
In just another roll of the dice
High-rollers lay down your bets and I'll raise 'em
Well I know the odds ain't in my favor
Maybe I'm just a clown throwin' down
Lookin' to come up busted
I'm a thief in the house of love
And I can't be trusted
Well I'll be making my heist
In just another roll of the dice
Move on up
Come on seven
Roll me baby
In this fool's heaven
10 Man's Job (04:37)
Well you can go out with him
Play with all of his toys
But takin' care of you darlin'
Ain't for one of the boys
Oh there's somethin' in your soul
That he's gonna rob
And lovin' you baby lovin' you darlin'
Lovin' you woman is a man's man's job
Lovin' you's a man's job baby
Lovin' you's a man's job
Lovin' you's a man's job baby
Lovin' you's a man's job
Well now his kisses may thrill
Those other girls that he likes
But when it comes to treatin'
A real woman right
Well of all of his tricks
No they won't be enough
'Cause lovin' you baby lovin' you woman
Lovin' you darlin' is a man's man's job
Lovin' you's a man's job baby
Lovin' you's a man's job
Lovin' you's a man's job baby
Lovin' you's a man's job
You're dancin' with him he's holding you tight
I'm standing here waitin' to catch your eye
Your hand's on his neck as the music sways
All my illusions slip away
Now if you're lookin' for a hero
Someone to save the day
Well darlin' my feet
They're made of clay
But I've got something in my soul
And I wanna give it up
But gettin' up the nerve
Gettin' up the nerve
Gettin' up the nerve is a man's man's job
Lovin' you's a man's job baby
Lovin' you's a man's job
Lovin' you's a man's job woman
Lovin' you's a man's job
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Di Night87
Questo è senza dubbio l'album di Bruce Springsteen meno riuscito.
Ecco la fotografia limpida della confusione del rocker di "Freehold".
Di KillerJoe
Può una macchina da guerra come la E street band essere sostituita da altri 4 disgraziati? Se ti chiami Bruce Springsteen è possibile.
Se lo amate invece storcerete il naso.
