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Le migliori composizioni, i migliori testi, i migliori musicisti la migliore mediazione fra classico e sperimentale... il migliore lavoro dei Death.
Questo cidi, insieme al precedente Human, rappresenta infatti il punto di mezzo fra il primo periodo brutale, violento e musicalmente "grezzo" dei Death e il secondo piú melodico, astratto e "simbolico".
Musicalmente parlando i riff sono veloci, taglienti delle volte stroncati da pause improvvise e a tratti sorprendenti (ascoltate Mentally Blind e capirete). Niente di troppo sperimentale dal punto di vista dei componimenti, ma sicuramente singolare e assolutamente stupendo l'uso del contrasto fra suoni, le chitarre strillano strozzate, mentre il Frog (quello originale!!) di StevieD sostiene tutto con un suono incredibilmente corposo che sembra quello di un contrabbasso; assolutamente fondamentale il contributo di Gene Hoglan (PER ME il miglior batterista sulla piazza... e perchè non lo offri? ...ue ue, ca nisciun'è ffesso) che esplode in continui, precisissimi, istantanei deliri di velocissima doppia cassa, che accentua esattamente ciò che c'è da accentuare.
I testi e il concept sono meravigliosi, non ho mai sentito parlare così realisticamente e crudamente della merda che è l'ipocrisia umana, capisco perchè Evil Chuck litigava con tutti, sapeva capire quanto erano stronzi!
Da ascoltare, se non avete mai ascoltato i Death (folli) iniziate con ITP e se proprio vi rompe, saltate le prime nove tracce e ascoltatevi fino in fondo The Philosopher, il piú grande capolavoro del Death Metal!!
Elenco tracce testi samples e video
01 Overactive Imagination (03:30)
Your existence is a script
Life for you is a perfomance
Play out the leading role
Directing and premeditating every move
That creates the act of manipulation
Mastering the art of deception
That increases your sick addiction
It's an overactive imagination
That enslaves your empty shell
Existing in dimensions of addictive obsession
Your script will run short of ideas
The story will soon end itself
People to trust come short in number
Like a plague your lies spread
Fast across the world
Mastering the art of deception
That increases your sick addition
It's an overactive imagination
That enslaves your empty shell
04 Trapped in a Corner (04:13)
I want to watch you drown in your lies
The end of your masquerade, A matter of time
Interwining lies, Domination, control
Feed his twisted nature
It is sickening to see dreams die
A word of advice, Fate's patience is growning short
Fake down to your mind and appearance
You will fall short of the dreams to destroy
In time you will find yourself trapped in a corner
These four words my friend, I promise you will not forget
I am one of many that see through your lies
Hiding will do you no good, many seek revenge
Soon to become a victim of what you live to create, And cannot have
It is sickening to see dreams die
A word of advice, Fate's patience is growning short
Fake down to your mind and appearance
You will fall short of the dreams to destroy
05 Nothing Is Everything (03:18)
Living like us and sharing our day
In another world very far away
A different existence, Yet virtually the same
Aggression is sadness and laughter is pain
Look deep into their eyes for what they have to say
Emotions take control of life everyday
Unpredictable variations of behavior
Hold the key to the mental door
Where nothing is everything, And everything is nothing
Staring beyond the wall a thousand times over
Seeing a part of them that is real
Just imagine how it might feel
To be denied of what life has to give
Behind mental shadows they must live
Look deep into their eyes for what they have to say
Emotions take control of life everyday
07 Individual Thought Patterns (04:00)
So quick to judge, so easily we forget,
What it's like to be dissected
Where feelings are tossed aside
Like a drug it feeds the imagination of minds that go Unparalyzed
Followers to the leaders of mass hypnotic corruption
That live their lives only to criticize
Where is the invisible line that we must draw to create Individual thought
Patterns
Prisoners of mental deception be free within singular Judgement
Twisting words to control the masses
To cover up one's self insecurities
Like a drug it feeds the imagination of minds that go Unparalyzed
Followers to the leaders of mass hypnotic corruption
That live their lives only to criticize
Where is the invisible line that we must draw to create Individual thought
10 The Philosopher (04:10)
Do you feel what I feel, see what I see, hear what I hear
There is a line you must draw between your dream world and Reality
Do you live my life or share the breath I breathe
Lies feed your judgement of others
Behold how the blind lead each other
The philosopher
You know so much about nothing at all
Ideas that fall under shadows of theories that stand tall
Thoughts that grow narrow upon being verbally released
Your mind is not your own
What sounds more mentally stimulating is how you make your Choice
So you preach about how I'm supposed to be, Yet you don't You know your own
Sexuality
Lies feed your judgement of others
Behold how the blind lead each other
The philosopher
You know so much about nothing at all
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Di Tompa
Uh-oh! Ci fanno notare che questa recensione compare anche (tutta o in parte) su truemetal.it e ci è stato chiesto di rimuoverla.
Di jazzman
Riff composti in maniera geniale dal grande Shuldiner
Gene Hoglan suona la batteria in un modo favoloso staccando in micidiali controtempi
Di De...Marga...
Uno dei massimi esempi di puro, devastante, intransigente Death Metal.
Un costante vertiginoso uragano musicale, sempre in controllo da parte della band; non c'è una sola nota fuori posto.
