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Può Dallas Green, un uomo tutto tatuato (è tatuata pure la copertina dell'album), lead-guitarist di una band molto-screamo quali i canadesi Alexisonfire, tirare fuori un disco intimista, sussurrato, totalmente acustico? La risposta è...certo che SI!! ( ma porca vacca se era NO, scrivevo sto popò di introduzione secondo voi?)
"Sometimes" 2005 @ Universal è quel "qualche volta" meglio abbassare il volume, "qualche volta" meglio non urlare, "qualche volta" stacchiamo i jack delle chitarre dai pedali (che consumano pure, lottiamo contro il surriscaldamento del globo).
La sua chitarra, la sua voce e la sua pelle (ma anche le sue palle direi), un uomo che cerca di esprimere i suoi dubbi e demoni in una forma pacata. "Your words are like knives", si lamenta Dallas parlando alla propria donna, perché farsi del male? E con le armi taglienti il ragazzo deve aver avuto qualche problema se in "Save Your Scissors" prega Lei (o Lui, non si sa mai) di preservare le forbici per la pelle di qualcun altro, la sua è troppo sensibile. Sembra di vederlo seduto sullo sgabello che pizzica, plettra e assola (??) mentre la voce a volte va, a volte viene. Entrare nel disco è come uscire dal resto, non sentivo qualcosa del genere da anni e se l'ho sentito dormivo preso dalla noia. Qui il rischio è di addormentarsi ma col sorriso stampato sulla bocca o con una lacrima a bagnare il cuscino.
Pelle e ferite, parole e tatuaggi. Il disco è lacerante e personalissimo. A volte troppo insistito negli accordi ma una sensazione, una ferita, ci mette troppo tempo per sparire. E' così che va la vita, quella di Dallas in particolare, viaggiando e pensando, soffrendo e rimuginando. "Hello I'm In Delaware" e "Comin' Home" sembrano cartoline di un pentito che vuole tornare indietro ma che ha paura di sbagliare di nuovo ("How many hearts will die tonight... But I will see you again..") o della verità che lo aspetta al ritorno ("But I have just one last question, will it be my heart or will it be his?"). Parlare o non parlare, dirti "Ti amo" o fare il duro? E se ti perdo per questo motivo? ("In The Water, I Am Beautiful"). Ma non sono un uomo semplice, e se fossi semplice staresti lo stesso al mio fianco? ("Sometimes (I wish)"). Domande che chiunque abbia un cuore si è posto.
Un disco semplice e toccante. Onesto e diretto. La chitarra di Green scalda il cuore e le orecchie come solo le parole di un cuore infranto possono fare. Per chi ama o per chi non ha il coraggio di rifarlo.
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02 Like Knives (04:30)
Your words are like knives
They peel my skin and pierce my soul
Your body will learn tonight
Though your heart may still remain cold
And I blame myself
And I blame myself
If holding onto what I hope will keep you by my side
I will blame myself
The sheets are stained with
Memories of your soft kiss
Now this is all I have
Paper and pen
to remember you with
And I blame myself
And I blame myself
Holding onto what I hope will keep you by my side
I will blame myself
Could I have you?
Can I have you?
Could I have you?
Can i have you?
04 Save Your Scissors (04:48)
So go on
And I will refrain
And I'll keep on running this never ending race
And maybe next time will be the right time
And maybe next time will be your time
So save your scissors
For someone else's skin
My surface is so tough
I don't think the blade will dig in
Save your strength
Save your wasted time
There's no way that I want you to be left behind
Go on and save your scissors
Save your scissors
So why does it always seem
That every time I turn around
Somebody falls in love with me
This has never been my sole intention
And I have never claimed to have patents on such inventions
Just save your scissors
For someone else's skin
My surface is so tough
I don't think the blade will dig in
Save your strength
Save your wasted time
There's no way that I want you to be left behind
Go on and save your scissors
Save your scissors
There is something that I must confess to you tonight
To you tonight
And that is I expect nothing less from you tonight
From you tonight
Go on and save your scissors
Save your scissors
Save your scissors
08 Comin' Home (05:05)
Well I've been down to Georgia
I've seen the streets in the west
I've driven down the 90, hell I've seen America's best
I've been through the Rockies, I've seen Saskatoon
I've driven down the highway 1, just hopin' that I'd see you soon
Cause I'm coming home, I'm coming home
I've never been to Alaska, but I can tell you this
I've been to Lincoln, Nebraska and hell you know it ain't worth shit
I've been through Nova Scotia, Sydney to Halifax
I'll never take any pictures cause I know I'll just be right back
Cause I'm coming home, I'm coming home
I've seen palaces in London; I've seen a castle in Wales
But I'd rather wake up beside you and breathe that ol' familiar smell
I never thought you could leave me, I figured I was the one
But I understand your sadness, so I guess I should just hold my tongue
But I'm coming home, I'm coming home
I know we're takin' chances, you told me life was a risk
But I have just one last question
Will it be my heart or will it be his?
Coming home... I'm coming home
10 Sometimes (I Wish) (06:00)
If I was a simple man
Would we still walk hand in hand?
And if I suddenly went blind
Would you still look in my eyes?
What happens when I grow old
And all my stories have been told?
Will your heart still race for me
Or will it march to a new beat?
If I was a simple man
If I was a simple man
I'd own no home, I'd own no land
Would you still stand by my side?
And would our flame still burn so bright?
Sometimes I wonder why
I'm so full of these endless rhymes
About the way I feel inside
I wish I could just get it right
If I was a simple man
And I could make you understand
There'd be no reason to think twice
You'd be my sun, you'd be my light
If I was a simple man
If I was a simple man
Sometimes I wonder why
Im so full of these endless rhymes
About the way I feel inside
I wish
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes
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