Scena 1
Cascina di campagna, domenica pomeriggio di un assolato e caldo giugno. Siete a letto con la vostra lei, che, come al solito, sa farvi raggiungere stati di eccitazione che arrivano al sublime. Le lenzuola, con i giochi, iniziano a farsi calde e umide. Il sapore di tutto è quello che ben conoscete, che vi dà sicurezza e certezza, quello che non farà salire l’ansia da prestazione. Improvvisamente lei si alza, apre il cassetto del comò e tira fuori una strana imbracatura in cuoio dalla quale spunta un attrezzo che dovrebbe stare dalla vostra parte e non dalla sua. Sgranate gli occhi, guardate lei, guardate l’oggetto e pensate che lei è sempre lei, quello che sta proponendo è sempre sesso, ma siete abbastanza convinti e tradizionalisti da pensare che, probabilmente, non vi piacerà molto, ma questo salto, con lei, lo farete lo stesso?
Scena 2
Negozio di dischi, prendete dallo scaffale l’ultima fatica del vostro artista preferito. Voci insistenti davano questo lavoro per essere fortemente diverso da ciò a cui vi avevano abituati. Lo guardate, lo rigirate, leggendo i titoli, guardando le immagini e pensando che sarà un salto nel vuoto, ma questo salto, con lui, lo farete lo stesso?
I cambiamenti ci sono, e ci mancherebbe altro, come tali possono essere accettati o rifiutati immediatamente, oppure apprezzati con il tempo, persino dovessero risultare enormi. Così io, il salto, il secondo, l’ho fatto e a suo tempo mi comprai questo "Let's Dance".
Insomma, a Bowie non serviva più ritmo di quanto già ne avesse, non serviva più pop di quanto già ne avesse, non serviva più notorietà, non servivano più soldi (o forse sì). Cosa spinse realmente il Duca Bianco a cambiare nuovamente faccia e spingersi in questa avventura pop dance? Che ne sappiamo noi! Lui l'ha sempre detto: "Se una cosa funziona, buttala!" E' nella sua indole non rimare fossilizzato nelle cose: il cambiamento è quello che da sempre è il suo obiettivo primario.
Quindi ecco che all'epoca ci si trovò per la mani un vinile fresco, spontaneo, ricco di trovate spumeggianti e che puntavano, sì a sorprendere l'ascoltatore, ma anche e, soprattutto, a preparare il terreno per un mega live tour e dimostrare quanto, quei pezzi, avessero la loro forza esplosiva in concerto.
Ci riuscì? Lo vidi all'arena di Frejus, in Francia, l'estate stessa. Bel concerto sì. Bowie ancora con un tiro vocale non indifferente e un Carlos Alomar a reggere un volume musicale e (quasi) orchestrale, da urlo. Ma il disco? Belle sensazioni, ma fino a un certo punto. Belle canzoni ma già in prospettiva di breve durata. E con tutto lo scoppiettante contenuto che finisce ad essere, essenzialmente, una patina esterna, che il tempo, inesorabile, cancella. Anzi, ha cancellato. E, a conti fatti, di questo Bowie e di questa manciata di belle canzoni, resta un po' di amaro e una serie di tracce, lì per farsi apprezzare dai giovani che per le prime volte si approcciano a Bowie. A noi che lo abbiamo visto crescere al nostro fianco, folgarandoci con una trilogia berlinese da pelle d'oca cosa resta? Resta solo il vinile, perchè il CD, proprio, non ce lo siamo comprato.
Così, tornando alla parafrasi iniziale, l'armamentario avremmo fatto bene a lasciarlo nel cassetto, e a far sesso in modo tradizionale.
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01 Modern Love (04:48)
I don't want to go out
I wont stay in
Get things done
I catch a paper boy
But things don't really change
I'm standing in the wind
But I never wave bye-bye
But I try, I try
There's no sign of life
It's just the power to charm
I'm lying in the rain
But I never wave bye-bye
But I try, I try
Never gonna fall for
Modern love - walks beside me
Modern love - walks on by
Modern love - gets me to the church on time
Church on time - terrifies me
Church on time - makes me party
Church on time - puts my trust in god and man
God and man - no confessions
God and man - no religion
God and man - don't believe in modern love
It's not really work
It's just the power to charm
I'm still standing in the wind
But I never wave bye bye
But I try, I try
Never gonna fall for
Modern love - walks beside me
Modern love - walks on by
Modern love - gets me to the church on time
Church on time - terrifies me
Church on time - makes me party
Church on time - puts my trust in god and man
God and man - no confessions
God and man - no religion
God and man - don't believe in modern love
Modern love, Modern love, Modern love, Modern love, Modern love, Modern love
Modern love, Modern love, Modern love, Modern love, Modern love, Modern love
Modern love, walks beside me
Modern love, walks on by
Modern love, walks beside me
Modern love, walks on by
Never gonna fall for
Never gonna fall for
02 China Girl (05:33)
I couldn't escape this feeling with my China Girl
I feel a wreck without my little China Girl
I hear her heart beating loud as thunder
Saw these stars crashing
I'm a mess without my little China Girl
Wake up in the morning, where's my little China Girl
I hear her heart's beating loud as thunder
Saw these stars crashing down
I'm feeling tragic like I'm Marlon Brando
When I look at my China Girl
I could pretend that nothing really meant too much
When I look at my China Girl
I stumble into town just like a sacred cow
Visions of swastikas in my head
Plans for everyone
It's in the white of my eyes
My little China Girl
You shouldn't mess with me
I'll ruin everything you are
You know;
I'll give you television
I'll give you eyes of blue
I'll give you men who want to rule the world
And when I get excited
My little China Girl says
Oh baby just you shut your mouth
She says ... sh-sh-shhh
04 Without You (03:10)
Just when I'm ready to throw in my hand
Just when the best things in life are gone
I look into your eyes
There's no smoke without fire
You're exactly who I want to be with
Without you
What would I do
And when I'm willing to call it a day
Just when I won't take another chance
I hold your hand
There's no smoke without fire
Woman I love you
Without you
What would I do
05 Ricochet (05:13)
Like weeds on a rockface waiting for the scythe
Ricochet - ricochet
The world is on a corner waiting for jobs
Ricochet - ricochet
Turn the holy pictures so they face the wall
And who can bear to be forgotten
And who can bear to be forgotten
March of flowers, march of dimes
These are the prisons, these are the crimes
Men wait for news while thousands are still asleep
Dreaming of tramlines factories pieces of machinery
Mine shafts things like that
March of flowers, march of dimes
These are the prisons, these are the crimes
Sound of thunder, sound of gold
Sound of the devil breaking parole
Ricochet - it's not the end of the world
Sound of thunder, sound of gold
Sound of the devil breaking parole
Ricochet - ricochet
These are the prisons these are the crimes
Teaching life in a violent new way
Ricochet - ricochet
Turn the holy pictures so they face the wall
And who can bear to be forgotten
And who can bear to be forgotten
March of flowers, march of dimes
These are the prisons, these are the crimes
Early, before the sun, they struggle off to the gates
In their secret fearful places they see their lives
Unravelling before them
March of flowers - march of dimes
These are the prisons, these are the crimes
Sound of thunder, sound of gold
Sound of the devil breaking parole
Ricochet it's not the end of the world
That's when they get home, damp eyed and weary
They smile and crush their children to their heaving chests
Making unfulfillable promises
For who can bear to be forgotten
07 Cat People (Putting Out Fire) (05:09)
See these eyes so green
I can stare for a thousand years
Colder than the moon
It's been so long
Feel my love enraged
It's just the fear of loosing you
Don't you know my name
You've been so long
And I've been putting out fire
With gasoline
See these eyes so red
Red like jungle burning bright
Those who feel me near
Pull the blinds and change their minds
It's been so long
Still this pulsing night
A plague I call a heartbeat
Just be still with me
You wouldn't believe what I've been thru
You've been so long
Well it's been so long
And I've been putting out the fire with gasoline
Putting out the fire
With gasoline
See these tears so blue
An ageless heart that can never mend
These tears can never dry
A judgement made can never bend
See these eyes so green
I can stare for a thousand years
Just be still with me
You wouldn't believe what I've been thru
You've been so long
Well it's been so long
And I've been putting out fire with gasoline
Putting out fire with gasoline
See these tears so blue
An ageless heart that can never mend
These tears can never dry
A judgement made that can never bend
See these eyes so green
I can stare for a thousand years
Just be still with me
You wouldnt believe what I've been thru
It's been so long
Well its been so long
And I've been putting out the fire with gasoline
Putting out fire
With Gasoline
Been so long
Been so long
Well its been so long
Been so long
I've been putting out fire
Been so long
And its been so long
Been putting out fire
Well it's Been so long so long so long
Yes it's been so long so long so long
I've been putting out fire
Been so long so long so long
And putting out fire
Been so long so long so long
Yeah yeah putting out fire
Been so long so long so long
Been putting out fire
Been so long so long so long
Yeah putting out fire
Been so long so long so long
Putting out fire
Been so long so long so long
It's been so long
Been so long so long so long
It's been so long
Been so long so long so long
It's been so long
Been so long so long so long
I've been putting out fire
Been so long so long so long
08 Shake It (03:51)
I feel like a sail-boat
Adrift on the sea
It's a brand new day
So when you gonna phone me
I could take you to heaven
I could spin you to hell
But I'll take you to New York
It's the place that I know well
Sitting on a flagstone talking to a faceless girl
And I wondering what to say but my eyes do the talking so well
Duck and I sway - what's my line
Shoot at a full moon - what's my line
So what's my line - shake it baby
Cause love is the answer
Love's talking to me
I'd scream and I'll fight for you
You're better than money
We're the kind of people who can shake it if we're feeling blue
When I'm feeling disconnected well I sure know what to do
Shake it baby
Ah shake it shake it
I duck and I sway - what's my line
I shoot at a full moon - what's my line
So what's my line - shake it shake it baby
Shake shake it
Shake it baby
Shake shake it
Shake it baby
Shake it shake it
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Di joshua
"Il camaleonte del rock" diventa mero intrattenitore commerciale in Let’s Dance.
L’album è dimenticabile, banalotto, a tratti imbarazzante, lontano dalle vette creative di Bowie.