Se c'è stata una volta in cui i Dire Straits hanno dovuto sottomettersi alle leggi del mercato, è stato proprio in occasione della pubblicazione di Communiquè. Ebbene sì lo ha dichiarato Mark Knopfler in persona, in un'intervista asserendo che, il secondo disco del gruppo era pronto già da un pezzo, e che l'uscita sul mercato è stata posticipata solo per la lenta scalata delle classifiche da parte di "Dire Straits".

Dopo questo breve cenno storico, passiamo alla musica! L'apertura del lavoro è lasciata a "Once Upon A Time In The West", brano che conferma la predilezione del leader per quelle coinvolgenti atmosfere western che già sono state accennate nel primo (capo)lavoro: una canzone che per le successive due tournèe verrà (propriamente) scelta per aprire i concerti. "News" è una soffice narrazione di fatti del giorno, in cui viene a manifestarsi una grande coesione di gruppo che troverà la miglior conferma in quello che ritengo debba essere considerato uno dei (sottovalutati) capolavori del gruppo, "Where Do You Think You're Going": una di quelle bellissime cavalcate country western, dove la semplicità e la lucentezza degli assoli di chitarra mette in luce uno dei momenti topici della carriera knopfleriana.
I Dire Straits, naturalmente oltre ad avere al proprio arco composizioni caratterizzate da quella ritmica che l'accoppiata dei consanguinei David/Mark ha fissato nelle orecchie dei sostenitori di vecchia data, annoverano delle bellissime slow-songs di cui "Communiquè" è un fornitissimo paniere, visto che "Portobello Belle" (una gran bella passeggiata soft semi-virtuale per il quartiere londinese "), "Angel Of Mercy" (piacevole dedica al suo angelo protettore) che ha fatto da ingresso nelle esecuzioni dal vivo alla presentazione del gruppo, ed una sonnecchiante "Follow Me Home" danno un discreto contributo a rendere comunque il disco piacevole.

La title track invece, si muove a metà strada tra una rock-song di buona fattura ed una ritmo quasi da agonia che raggiunge il top in un interminabile e conclusivo assolo che farà la felicità dei più intransigenti fans di Knopfler e compagni. Non parlare di "Lady Writer" (che guarda il caso come per "Sultans Of Swing" apriva il lato b del defunto vinile) sarebbe una cattiveria rischiando di tenere nascosta la track che unitamente alle citate "Where Do...." e "Once Upon...." rappresentano (a mio giudizio) il trittico per cui l'acquisto del cd lo consiglierei a qualsiasi simpatizzante delle sonorità dei primi Dire Straits. In poche parole "L.W." (dedicata ad un'ammaliante scrittrice che appare in Tv) è un brano che si muove su un seducente giro di note ed una ritmica ben sostenuta che fa capolino in un imprevedibile e rallentato ritornello: da capogiro come l'assolo finale ed il video che potete godervi sul Dvd "Sultans Of Swing The Very Best Of".

Elenco tracce testi samples e video

01   Once Upon a Time in the West (05:18)

Some people get a cheap laugh breaking up the speed limit
Scaring the pedestrians for a minute
Crossing up progress driving on the grass
Leaving just enough room to pass
Sunday driver never took a test
Oh yeah, once upon a time in the west

Yes it's no use saying that you don't know nothing
It's still gonna get you if you don't do something
Sitting on a fence that's a dangerous course
Oh, you could even catch a bullet from the peace-keeping force
Even the hero gets a bullet in the chest
Oh yeah, once upon a time in the west

Mother Mary your children are slaughtered
Some of you mothers ought to lock up your daughters
Who's protecting the innocenti
Heap big trouble in the land of plenty
Tell me how we're gonna do what's best
You guess once upon a time in the west

Oh yeah, once upon a time in the west
Oh yeah, once upon a time in the west
Oh yeah, once upon a time in the west

Once upon a time in the west

02   News (04:16)

He sticks to his guns
He take the road as it comes
It takes the shine off his shoes
He's says it's a shame
You know it may be a game
Ah but I won't play to lose

He's burning the grass
He take up a glass
He swallow it neat
He crosses the floor
He open the door
He take a sniff of the street

And she tell him that he's crazy
She's a-saying hey baby
I'm your wife
Yeah she tell him that he's crazy
For gambling a-with his life

But he climbs on his horse
You know he feels no remorse
He just kicks it alive
His motor is fine
He take it over the line
Until he's ready to dive

And she tells him that he's crazy
Yes she's saying listen baby
I'm your wife
Yeah she tell him that he's crazy
For gambling with his life

He sticks to his guns
He take the road as it comes
It takes the shine off his shoes
He's says it's a shame
You know it may be a game

Ah but I won't play to lose

03   Where Do You Think You're Going? (03:48)

Where d'ya think you're going
Don't you know it's dark outside
Where d'ya think you're going
Don't you care about my pride
Where d'ya think you're going
I think a you don't know
You got no way of knowing
There's really no place you can go

I understand your changes
A-long before you reach the door
I know where you think you're going
I know what you came her for
And now I'm sick of joking
You know I like you to be free
A-where d'ya think ya going
I think you better go with me girl

You say there is no reason
But you still find cause to doubt me
If you ain't with me girl
You're gonna be without me

Where d'ya think you're going
Don't you know it's dark outside
Where d'ya think you're going
I wish I didn't care about my pride
And now I'm sick of joking
You know I like you to be free
A-where d'ya think ya going
I think you better go with me girl

04   Communiqué (05:45)

We wanna get a statement for Jesus' sake
It's like a talking to the wall
He's incummunicado
No comment to make
He's saying nothing at all

Yeah but in the communiqué
You know he's gonna come clean
Think what he say
Say what he means
Maybe on a Monday he got something to say

Communication
Communiqué
Communiqué

Maybe he could talk about the tricks of the trade
Maybe he can talk about himself
Maybe he could talk about the money that he made
Maybe he be saying something else

But in the communiqué you know he's gonna come clean
Think what he say
Say what he means
Maybe on a Monday he got something to say

Communication
Communiqué
Communiqué

Well now the rumours are flying
Speculation rife
They say that he's been trying someone else's wife
Somebody at the airport
Somebody on the phone
Say he's at the station and he's coming home alone

Then we get the story
The serious piece
And a photography a taken in the hall
And you don't have to worry with the previous release
Right now he's saying nothing at all

But in the communiqué you know he's gonna come clean
Think what he say
Say what he mean
Maybe on a Monday he'll have something to say

Communication
Communiqué
Communiqué

Communication

05   Lady Writer (03:42)

Lady writer on the TV
Talk about the Virgin Mary
Reminded me of you
Expectation left to come up to yeah

Lady writer on the TV
Yeah, she had another quality
The way you used to look
And I know you never read a book

Just the way that her hairfell down around her face
Then I recall my fall from grace
Another time, another place

Lady writer on the TV
She had all her brains and the beauty
The pictures does not fit
You talked to me when you felt like it

Just the way that her hairfell down around her face
Then I recall my fall from grace
Another time, another place

Yes and your rich old man
You know he'd call her a dead ringer
You got the same command
Plus your mother was a jazz singer

Just the way that her hairfell down around her face
Then I recall my fall from grace
Another time, another place

Lady writer on the TV
She knew all about a history
You couldn't hardly write your name
I think I want you just the same as the

Lady writer on the TV
Talking about the Virgin Mary
Yeah you know I'm talking about you and me
And lady writer on the TV
Lady writer on the TV
Talking about the Virgin Mary
Yeah you know I'm talking about you and me
And lady writer on the TV

06   Angel of Mercy (04:32)

Well there's a Peter Pan moon, shepherd's delight
I got the dragon at noon, yes and won the fight
Now I want my reward in heaven tonight, just like you promised
Angel of Mercy you'll come to no harm
Angel of Mercy, there's no need for alarm
The knight in his armor wants a night in your arms
You know he's honest

Angel of Mercy, angel delight, give me my reward in heaven tonight
And if I give up my sword, won't you give me the right
Sweet angel

Well now it's too late for talkin', we can talk later on
Let the saxaphone play us till the chorus of dawn
And I need is a little oblivion, you don't need protection
Well now here comes the moonlight down on your bed
Angel of mercy let your heart rule your head
I don't want your money, I want you instead
Don't need rejection yeah

Angel of Mercy, angel delight, give me my reward in heaven tonight
And if I give up my sword, won't you give me the right
Angel of Mercy, give me heaven tonight
Well, if you cross your heart
And spit and swear upon the grave of your mother
You gotta get into it, you gotta
Tell me that I'm more than a lover

Yeah angel of Mercy, angel delight
A-give me my reward in heaven tonight
And if I give up my sword, won't you give me the right
Angel of Mercy, give me heaven tonight

Yeah angel of Mercy, angel delight
A-give me my reward in heaven tonight
And if I give up my sword, won't you give me the right
Angel of Mercy, give me heaven tonight

07   Portobello Belle (04:27)

08   Single-Handed Sailor (04:45)

09   Follow Me Home (05:42)

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Altre recensioni

Di  Rudy Basilico

 Quanta nostalgia per questi album da 40 minuti, densi di idee e di musica, e non gonfi di riempitivi come accade agli odierni CD.

 Un disco fresco, penso più orecchiabile rispetto al fratello maggiore, con un Mark Knopfler poco pop e molto Dylan.


Di  AJM

 Lo stile Dire Straits è in evoluzione, lenta per ora, ma comunque in evoluzione.

 "Lady Writer" ce l’ha fatta, purtroppo non ha mai goduto di grande considerazione neanche da parte dello stesso Knopfler.


Di  Ocean

 Siano benedetti i dischi con 9 canzoni.

 Il professor Knopfler ci regala non solo magnifica musica ma anche ottimi versi.


Di  Knopfler76

 "Perfino la batteria di Pick Withers è magica, nitida, netta, una carezza nella notte."

 "La chitarra prima satura i colori, per poi dilatarne la consistenza in un caleidoscopio di sensazioni che ci pungono la pelle."


Di  Knopfler76

 "Le prime tre tracce, una via l'altra, con 'Once upon a time in the west', che ti ha fatto innamorare subito, senza compromessi."

 "La batteria di Pick Withers è magica, nitida, netta, una carezza nella notte."