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Estate 1987. Epoca in cui 17enne foruncoloso e disinteressato a qualsiasi manifestazione sportiva trasformavo in un nanosecondo la paghetta dei genitori in vinile e musicassette e nondimeno i miei coetanei. Fu proprio allora che rincasai trionfante con l'ultimo 33 giri del Duca in compagnia del mio inseparabile amico Sandro. I miei coscritti non credo debbano fare uno sforzo supplementare di immaginazione per tornare a quei ruggenti anni. Dunque svestii il padellone del cellophane e lo adagiai sul piatto posizionando la puntina sul primo solco.
Un "alienante" ritornello si levò dagli altoparlanti urlando "Day in day out" scandito dal rullante di batteria più reverberato di sempre e da un importante tappeto di sinth e fiati improbabili dal quale ogni tanto spuntava qualche svisata tagliente di un giovane Pete Frampton. Io e Sandro ci guardammo con disappunto. La puntina si spostò sul secondo solco ed ebbi la rassicurante sensazione che Bowie fosse tornato quello di "Loving the Alien" che ancorchè non fosse il mio "alieno" preferito scivolava via piacevolmente. L'attacco di Time Will Crawl con quel suo malinconico ostinato di tastiere non mi dispiacque e così la canzone una tipica ballad pop abbastanza coerente con i suoi ultimi lavori. Il resto dell'album mi parve atterstarsi su una qualità che purtroppo confermava la strada già intrapresa con il suo precedente "Tonight" di cui tuttavia amavo diversi pezzi. Proseguii il mio viaggio in "Never Let Me Down" e finalmente capii il motivo di tanta irritazione, arrangiamenti cosi' pomposi e ridondanti da adombrare anche la piu' pregevole composizione. Il mio ascolto si fermo' con l'autocelebrativa "Zeroes" un'altra ballad pop che con la raffinata "Heroes" non ha niente ha che fare a parte l'assonanza, ancora una volta farcita dalle onnipresenti tastiere di Erldal Kizilcay.
Giudicai il disco pretestuoso ed il pretesto sembrava essere quel Glass Spider Tour di cui già possedevo il biglietto. L'album suddetto suonava come un brutto presagio. Qualche giorno dopo ascoltai gli stessi identici pezzi dal prato del Comunale di Torino da cui osservavo meravigliato Peter Frampton dai vaporosi capelli biondi tanto in voga allora, strapazzare la sua strato e duettare con un Carlos Alomar preciso nella ritmica e algido nel look post atomico azzeccatissimo. Improvvisamente tutto si ammantò di magia ed ogni singolo brano del disco mi parve un capolavoro sostenuto com'era da coreografie a tema, andirivieni di ballerine, mimiche alla Klaus Nomi insomma un concentrato della migliore avanguardia Newyorkese in bilico tra Soho e Broadway. Poi quando a notte ormai inoltrata le luci si fecero soffuse e dal piano si libero' l'intro di "Time" un brivido mi attraversò da parte a parte e a 25 anni di distanza è ancora li. Quello non fu un concerto qualsiasi, ma l'esplorazione di due decenni di metamorfosi, in cui le liriche pianistiche di Aladdin Sane rincorsero il vellutato philly sound di "Young Americans" ed ancora il piglio abrasivo di "Bang Bang" o il funky di "Scary Monster". Una notte che data la sempre più insistente voce sul ritiro del Duca le nuove generazioni forse non vedranno mai. Concludendo un disco discutibile generò un tour memorabile e anche se Bowie in seguito ha saputo riscattarsi con "Heartling" ecc a me piace ricordarlo così, un folletto in abito rosso partorito dalle fauci di un gigantesco ragno di vetro, lo stesso ragno che nel 1972 lo consacrò a stella internazionale.
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03 Beat of Your Drum (05:03)
Photograph king, watches you go
Now fashions may change, heaven knows, but you
still leave a stain on me
Only to go colours may fade
The seasons may change, weather blows, but you still leave a mark on me
Wrong-negative fades-never the twain, reckless and tame
I like the beat of your drum
I like to look in your eyes
I like to look thru your things
I'd like to beat on your drum
I like the smell of your flesh
I like the dirt that you dish
I like the clothes that you wear
I'd like to beat on your drum
I beat it I beat I beat it
I feel it
Disco brat-follow the pack
Watching you peel, heaven knows, prison can't hold all this greedy intention
Only to go-I picture you now
Music may change-hi-di-ho keen to follow your nose
Wrong-love out of tune
Sweet is the night, bright light destroys me
I like the beat of your drum
I like to look in your eyes
I like to look thru your things
I'd like to beat on your drum
I like the smell of your flesh
I like the dirt that you dish
I like the clothes that you wear
I'd like to beat on your drum
I beat it I beat Can't beat it
I feel it
I like to beat on your drum
I like to beat on your drum
I like your face in the crowd
I like to beat on your drum
I beat it I beat Can't beat it
I feel it
Can't beat it
I feel it
Ho beat it
I beat it
Oh yeah
I'd like to beat on your drum
I'd like to beat on your drum
I'd like to yell it out loud
I'd like to beat on your drum
Can't beat it can't beat it
I feel it I feel it
I'd like to beat on your drum
I'd like to beat on your drum
I'd like your face in the crowd
I'd like to beat on your drum
Yeah yeah yeah
Can't beat it
Can't beat it
I be there
Baet it all out
Beat it all in the crowd
Beat it beat it beat it beat it
I feel it I feel it
I'd like to beat on your drum
I'd like to beat on your drum
I'd like to blow your horne
I'd like to beat on your drum
Yeah yeah yeah
Ahhhhhh
05 Zeroes (05:44)
[Ladies and Gentlemen]
[Tonight, yes, the Zeroes will be singing for you!]
Yeah Yeah (x4)
You've arrived in the land of a thousand different names
And the fabulous sons have crashed their planes in flames
Now tomorrow's back claiming redemption is on your heels
And a toothless past is asking you how it feels
And me my little red Corvette has driven by
My fair weather heart has fallen in
My rainy day girl is feeling down
And she tells me that the world is spinning round
I say the dream was all for you
You're nobody else
Tonight the Zeroes were singing for you
Yeah Yeah
Yeah
Hi, can I walk you home again today
Gotta get forgive and forget hey-hey
Something good is happening I don't know what it is
Don't you know we're back on trial again today
And it's breaking wine for you
Hell it's only 'cause you're true
Someone outtimed my heart
Stopping and preaching and letting love in
You are my moon, you are my sun
Heaven knows what you are
Tonight the Zeroes are singing for you
Yes they were
Tonight the Zeroes were singing for you
Tonight the Zeroes were singing for you
Doesn't matter what you try to do
Doesn't matter what you try to do
Doesn't matter where you try to go
Doesn't matter who we really are
Doesn't matter (repeat ad lib)
Doesn't matter, doesn't matter
09 '87 and Cry (04:18)
It's just a one dollar secret A lover's secrets in the UK Torn apart in the UK In the dribble of May-Day '87 and Cry '87 and Cry And there's nothing inside And there's nothing in mind no And only you Rocket on thru the sky Well it couldn't be done without dogs Yeah it couldn't be once without us '87 and Cry '87 and Cry When the days were the days boys When blue ties were for the bigg guys Frannie dressing down for the enemy You saw him hangin' on the enemy And there's no one in love And there's nowhere to scream no And only you Race on to wonder where Well it couldn't be done without dogs It couldn't be once without us '87 and Cry '87 and Cry You can't make love with money You can't make mistakes with babies Nothing looked good on you That's how I liked you best Now you're ready for the real McCoy Deep in the heart of Cupid Murder on the heels of love Just a ghost of a story Just a one dollar secret Baby these were the sounds Baby these were the sounds And only you Whisper these things aren't true Well it couldn't be done with dogs Well it couldn't be once without us '87 and Cry '87 and Cry '87 and Cry '87 and Cry Cry Cry '87 and Cry '87 and Cry Cry Cry '87 and Cry '87 and Cry Cry Cry Cry Cry '87 and Cry Cry Cry Cry Cry '87 and Cry '87 and Cry '87 and Cry '87 and Cry Hey Hey '87 and Cry
10 Too Dizzy (03:59)
There's too much talking for a night drive
Too much mist in front of my eyes
I'm not trying to lose control
But you're just pushin' pushin' pushin'for a fight
You look trapped, turn the radio on
Too much smoke, air conditioning gone
But I'm helpless in love with you
But you're just looking looking looking for a break
Is it love or is it what
Who's this guy I'm gonna blow away hey
What kind of love is he giving you
I'm-a-dizzy's what I'm trying to say
I said
Too Dizzy-You can't have a lover
I'm too Dizzy-It's me and no other
I'm a bad loser-I'm-a-shakin' in anger
I'm a too Dizzy-you can't have no lover
You can go on dreaming every night
But I'm not letting you out of my sight
I'm-a-ten times the man than any guy around
But you're just itchin'-twitchin'-itchin' for a break
There's too much talking for a night drive
And too much mist in front of my eyes
But I'm helpless in love with you
But you're just looking looking looking for a break
Is it love or is it what
Who's this guy I'm gonna blow away
What kind of love is he giving you
I'm-a-dizzy's what I'm trying to say
I said
I'm too Dizzy-You can't have a lover
I'm too Dizzy-It's me and no other
And I'm a bad loser-I'm-a-shakin' in anger
I said too Dizzy-you can't have no lover
I said Too Dizzy
Don't come any harder
I said I'm Too Dizzy
Don't come any closer
I said I'm Too Dizzy
I said too Dizzy
Too Dizzy
Too Dizzy
Too Dizzy you can't have no lover
Too Dizzy
Too Dizzy
I'm Too Dizzy
11 Bang Bang (04:29)
Wow, this ain't the right thing to do
So, so let, so let's go
Young girls they know what they're after
Young girls don't kiss me goodbye
Rockets shooting up into space
Buildings they rise to the skies
Bang Bang I got mine
Bang Bang reach for the sky
I keep a good friend on videotape
He'll drive his sports car until it's too late
But we'll have a hot time on the town tonight
Cause love is my bet and it's the best yet
Bang Bang I got mine
Bang Bang sun don't shine
Bang Bang you all angels
Bang Bang now you all ought to be in pictures
Oh girl
Oh girl my problems can't follow me
Phone calls I take my machine
I wander lonely to the sea
Lonely-Ha Ha Ha-what does it mean
Bang Bang I got mine
Bang Bang and you are next in line
Bang Bang reach for the sky
Bang Bang sun don't shine
Rise buildings
Rise to the sky
Well young girls they know what they're after
I said, young girls don't kiss me goodbye
Bang bang
Then you close, then you should close, then you close down
You big man
Bang Bang
Spot the brack
Just come in first
Bang Bang
If praise had wings
Bang Bang
And you next in line
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Di joshua
Anche i grandi possono compiere delle rovinose cadute.
Si è di fronte a un disco più sincero e meno modaiolo, ma con brani assolutamente dimenticabili e meno ispirati.
