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Allora, già che un gruppo si chiama come il presidente degli Stati Uniti non merita l'acquisto originale, se poi la musica è uguale a quella che facevano nel 1994 ancora meno.
C'è da dire, però, che non è tutta robaccia quella racchiusa in questo disco.
Rewind: anno 1993.
Gavin Rossdale è una persona furba.
Capisce che in patria (Inghilterra) sta per scoppiare qualcosa che poi verrà denominato brit-pop. A lui non piace quel tipo di musica, insomma, a lui piacciono i Nirvana, i Pearl Jam, i Sonic Youth... altro che Blur. Nessuno accetta di firmargli un contratto decente se si ostina a suonare "quella roba".
Se Maometto non va alla montagna...
Aereo per gli U.S.A., nome ruffiano, fastidioso, sonorità grunge 100%, Kurt muore, scoppia una mania... (che culo), i Bush diventano, a cavallo tra il '94 e il '97 tra le band più trasmesse dalle emittenti radiofoniche rock del Nord America (io testimone).
Sixteen Stone (esordio) è un buon album rock che mescola la voce calda e rauca del frontman a sonorità dure e poco raffinate: Glycerine è un grande singolo che fa da apripista a vendite fino ad allora impensabili per la band.
Gavin Rossdale diventa sempre più furbo: pensa bene di accaparrarsi una bella bambina (un tantino kitsch, ma che vuoi se sei una celebrità tutto diventa oro, anche ciò che forse non lo è) di nome Gwen Stefani, guarda caso anche lei sulla cresta dell'onda con i suoi No Doubt e sempre sulla bocca di tutti in quanto celebrità di primo piano.
Soldi, successo, milioni di dischi venduti.
Si cambia qualcosa?? Gavin Rossdale non è stupido: quindi no.
FF: anno 2002.
Niente è cambiato, dopo qualche parentesi di mercato deludente, tipo l'uscita di Razorblade Suitcase (Swallowed era però un grandissimo singolo) i Bush tornano con Golden State.
L'album è rock grezzo, grunge in alcuni tratti, forse leggermente meglio curato in alcune sonorità ritmiche, specie nelle ballate (Inflatable) o in alcuni piccolissimi sprazzi elettronici di sottofondo per coprire defezioni sonore che rimandano ad un rock passato di moda, che non fa più nessuno.
È comunque un album che ha i suoi pregi: il singolo, "The People That We Love", è più aspro e tagliente, meno massiccio degli altri precedenti; ci sono più ballate o canzoni meno arrabbiate del solito, la voce del frontman è sempre quella (può piacere o non piacere ma è comunque notevole).
Se avete ascoltato qualcosa dei Bush in precedenza e vi era piaciuto allora vi piacerà anche questo lavoro, perché questo è un gruppo che rimane fedele alle proprie sonorità.
I testi parlano sempre di fuggire braccati non si sa da chi, di città incasinate, di trasformarsi in persone nuove e più arrabbiate (per fare che poi??); la batteria è suonata un po' in stile Foo Fighters (molto marcata e aggressiva ma soprattutto, in alcuni tratti, molto suonata sui piatti).
Insomma... disco buono per fare un po di casino senza pensare troppo al resto.
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01 Solutions (04:27)
Devil you know
Is back here again
Devil is stoned
He's making friends
We move, we break
We're sun, we're shade
You come, you go
We're fast, we're slow
Blood on your dress
Hole in your sky
Blanket has gone
To permanent night
We're glued, we break
We're all dilate
We please, we pain
Again
She checks her head
She's in the smoke
Figuring which way to turn
Now she's got the rope
We need solutions
A brain megaphone
We need solutions
A brain megaphone
You've broken your shoes
You look like winter
You're all in a bruise
Handful of splinters
We brood, we flake
We torch, we take
Rebound, rebirth
Cocooned from hurt
I could be wrong
I could be right
But do you think we'll make it
Out of here alive
We need solutions
A brain megaphone
We need solutions
We need to call this home
A brain megaphone
A brain megaphone
She makes me see God
I'm out on a line
Any way the pleasure comes
We need solutions
A brain megaphone
We need solutions
We got to call this home
Home, home, home, home
Home, home, home
02 Headful of Ghosts (04:21)
I stand around at American weddings
I stand around for family
At my best when I'm terrorist inside
At my best when it's all me
I was there when you took all the people
I was alone in a mental ravine
You breathe life when you break the walls down
You breathe life when you set me free
Where is my head
Where are my bones
Why are my days so far from home
Where is my head
Where are my bones
Can you save me from myself
Can you save me from myself
Free-thinking renegade social
Mr. Moon a man now
In a slipstream of my possibilities
I got the boat so we don't drown
These are the days that are split down the middle
No words to calm me down
I'll be sure that what you dream of
Won't come to hunt you out
Where is my head
Where are my bones
Why are my days so far from home
Ghostman
Where is my head
Where are my bones
How come we get so lost
Ghostman
Where is my head
Where are my bones
Can you save me from myself
Can you save me from myself
I stand around at american weddings
I stand around for family
At my best when I'm terrorist inside
At my best when it's on me
Ghostman
How come we get so lost
Ghostman
Where is my head
Where are my bones
Can you save me from myself
Can you save me from myself
Where is my head
Where are my bones
Can you save me from myself
Where is my head
Where are my bones
Where is my head
Where are my bones
Where is my head
Where are my bones
04 Superman (04:00)
Crucified for atonal sins
Re-invent myself, shed my alter-skin
Tried to break the mold, severed whole
First you find your threshold bevels
Breathing out your toxic levels
Long slow rope is hanging
Now we know what's coming
Superman
Where have you gone
With a little more time and a six-leaf clover
Just a little more head to make you bolder
Just a little more sound, a little more sound
Baby's playing tricks, you know
She got sucked so dry
We destroy ourselves to rise again
Open up yourself like a Jesus sun
Only way out is through way past you
First you get to human level
Run right through your bullshit pedals
Long slow rope is hanging
Now you know what's coming
Superman
Where have you gone
With a little more time and a six-leaf clover
Just a little more head to make you bolder
Just a little more sound, just a little more sound
Just a little more sound
Baby's playing tricks, you know
You got sucked so dry and you only know how to lose
Long slow rope is hanging
Long slow rope is hanging
Long slow rope is hanging
Long slow rope is hanging
Superman
What have you done
With alittle more time and a six-leaf clover
Just a little more head to make you bolder
Just a little more sound, a little more sound
Just a little more sound, just a little more sound
Just a little more sound, just a little more sound
05 Fugitive (04:02)
We got the soul, we got the honey
To stay alive we keep on running
House is on fire, we're petrol-stained
We stay on the move, ahead of the flames
We are the new accelerators
Faster we go before they make us
Maybe we did, maybe we don't
Let's see your face as you throw the stone
I am a fugitive on the run
I carry the weight of what I've done
Those born of sweat through eyes of love
Bring more light than 5000 hertz
It's not where you're from but where you go
And what you believe is more than you know
Open your head, open your head
Hold me close as we jump off the edge
I am a fugitive on the run
I carry the weight of what I've done
So don't carry the weight
Don't carry the weight
Don't carry the weight
Don't carry the weight, weight, weight
You can't change the world
But you can change what's to come
You can't change the world
But you can change what's to come
I am a fugitive on the run
I carry the weight of what I've done
So don't carry the weight
Don't carry the weight
Don't carry the weight
Don't carry the weight, weight, weight
Weight, weight, weight, weight
Don't carry the weight, weight, no
06 Hurricane (03:15)
Sky's ripped open by the sun
Daylight comes but not soon enough
Speed down your track in search of you
Strapped to the back of what we do
Anaesthetise these troubled nerves
Over to you to make it work
Agents of change set headfires
I'd rather starve than fake alive
Lost to the cities of the night
Lost in the world of make it right
Heartbreak
Heartbreakin' novacane
Won't help the pain
I'm out of control
I'm in a hurricane
Head and heart have broken down
Out of control
I'm in a hurricane
I'm in a hurricane
I win some ground but lose you
It's never explained how to make it through
No rope, no cash, no serpentine
All love buried on a bonfire
Heartbreak
Heartbreakin' novacane
Won't help the pain
I'm out of control
I'm in a hurricane
Head and heart have broken down
Out of control
I'm in a hurricane
Head and heart have broken down
Good to see you follow
Good to see you come again
Good to see you follow
Good to see you come again
Hurricane
I'm in a hurricane
I'm in a hurricane, all these miles of water
I'm in a hurricane, all these miles of water
I'm in a hurricane, all these miles of water
Out of control
I'm in a hurricane
Head and heart have broken down
Out of control
I'm in a hurricane
Head and heart have broken down
Out of control
Hurricane, miles of water
Hurricane, all these miles of water
I'm in a hurricane, all these miles of water
I'm in a hurricane, all these miles of water
I'm in a hurricane, all these miles of water
07 Inflatable (04:18)
Let it slide overhead
When I believe in you, my soul can rest
But this love, it's really love
It can never fail, but fail it does
When we shine like the sun
You seem the only one, my only friend
You're so pretty in white
Pretty when you're faithful
You're so pretty in white
Pretty when you're faithful
When you're faithful
I resigned from myself
Took a break as someone else
It's like I come undone
And I've only just become inflatable for you
You're so pretty in white
Pretty when you're faithful
You're so pretty in white
Pretty when you're faithful
You're so pretty in white
Pretty when you're faithful
When you're faithful
I don't mind most of the time
But you push me so far inside
You're so pretty in white
Pretty when you're faithful
You're so pretty in white
Pretty when you're faithful
You're so pretty in white
Pretty when you're faithful
You're so pretty in white
Pretty when you're faithful
When you're faithful
When you're faithful
08 Reasons (03:41)
Watch the water feed the soil so the circle is complete
See what you have become is the earth beneath my feet
Are there any stains on your alabaster feet
What's the space between what you want and what you need
So you'll never be lonely again
Never be lonely again
Waiting for this love
To bring me close to you
Waiting for this love
To bring me close to you
Who are you and where are you in my life
I was wondering how much of me is still alive
I don't even know if I can swim again
You know how cold we get with all your struggling
Try to find ourselves, see what is real
It gets so hard at times to know just what to feel
Never be lonely again
Never be lonely again
Waiting for this love
To bring me close to you
Waiting for this love
To bring me close to you
I got reasons
I got reasons
I got reasons
I got reasons
Watch the water bleed the soil, Albinoed by the sun
We will try to keep our feet in the face of what we've done
Try to find ourselves see just what we have made
Tell me what you want and what you have betrayed
Home is still the place that we love the most
Home is where you are
Home is where you are
Waiting for this love
To bring me close to you
Waiting for this love
To bring me close to you
Waiting for this love
I got reasons
I got reasons
I got reasons
I got reasons
09 Land of the Living (04:15)
I found myself in another world
I found myself alive and well
I am the vapor, I am the gas
You be the angel of everything
This is the land of the living
This is the land of reprisal
This is the land of the living
The living, the living
I lost myself to a wider plain
I opened up I'm not the same
I am electric, made of wire
You'll be the match, I'll be the fire
This is the land of the living
This is the land of reprisal
This is the land of the living
The living, the living, the living, the living
In myself, I tried for you
Walk a thousand miles to get us through
Airwaves, jetplanes
Safe landing, no branding
Land
Land
This is the land of the living
The land of reprisal
This is the land of the living
The land of survival, survival
Land
Land
This is the land of the living
The living, the living, the living, the living
The living, the living, the living, the living
10 My Engine Is With You (02:35)
What makes it go round the way we're up and down
We're minutiae staring at the whole sky
Battle sense to keep you apprehensive
I guess no one is the same
We're all through different lenses
The bladder will filter all the pain
And the gut has sides you can't restrain
You are everything to me
You are cobalt elemental
A new lagoon five years down the line
And all I want is a lot of your time
These days when clouds come in
Heat broke, no smoke without a fire
Heat broke, no smoke
Infractions of the landscape
In a world we learn to escape
Bad weather comes
But we have wood to burn
That which only gives
Will always bring you through
My engine is with you
My engine is with you
Kilburn and California
Makes you wonder what it's all for
Feed the lesson to the plate
Twenty-one centuries
And I'm just starting to move
Wreckless times like poison to the mood
Daylight comes all too soon
Accusations bruises to the head
Planet waves to test your lead
Infractions of the landscape
In a world we learn to escape
Bad weather comes
But we have wood to burn
That which only gives
Will always bring you through
My engine is with you
My engine is with you
My engine is with you
My engine is with you
Tie me in with electric line
Bathe me in bacchanalian wine
If I with you to gold worlds of true moans
And the eyes that see the same pool
If not the same water
If not the same water
If not the same water
You are everything to me
You are cobalt elemental
Bad weather comes
But we have wood to burn
That which only gives
Will always bring you through
My engine is with you
My engine is with you
My engine is with you
My engine is with you
12 Float (04:55)
It's a beautiful world but everyone's insane
Either you swim or either you fade
It's a revolution time we're sleeping at the wheel
Apocalypse child in a nuclear field
We want to change the world but not what holds us back
I want to be for you what I've never had
And all of this time I was just trying to reach you
Through the rain traffic
As you float into space
Your white eyes hide your face
As you float in between
I am with you - If you leave
Fragile to the waves
Vicissitudes of days
When I am with you I feel a little brave
The madness and the wars the circles that we run
Confusion we import look what we have become
And all of this time I was just trying to reach you
Through the rain traffic
As you float into space
Your white eyes hide your face
As you float in between
I die with you - If you leave
I die with you I die with you
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