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La prima volta che ho sentito questo cd avevo capito che qualcosa nel sound dei Dream Theater, almeno per questo disco, era cambiato.
Il disco non seguiva un unico filone intervallato da canzoni molto pacate, ma spaziava letteralmente tra moltissimi generi musicali.È così che rilassandosi e chiudendo gli occhi si sente la melodica "Regression", due minuti di chitarra dolce e passionale. Neanche il tempo però di rilassarsi che parte "Overture 1928" e subito dopo "Strange Deja Vu". Canzoni con lo stesso sound e tema ricorrente, aggressive, ma con un filo tanto logico quanto espressivo. E così si arriva a "Throught My Words", dolce preludio alla bella "Fatal Tragedy". Fino ad ora il cd è magnifico e quella che per ora mi è rimasta più impressa è la terza traccia. "Beyond This Life" è una canzone alla "Images And Words", a dir poco graffiante e affascinante. Arriva poi "Through Her Eyes", primo singolo dell'album, splendida, ma molto più bella dal vivo come dimostra il DVD "Scenes From New York". "Home" è una canzone di 13 minuti inizialmente orientaleggiante, dove, assieme a "The Dance Of Eternety", i quattro musicisti mostrano le proprie doti tecniche. Arriva poi "One Last Time", canzone molto bella, dove colpisce sopratutto il ritornello. Si arriva così a "The Spirit Carries On", la vera perla del cd di cui mi sono subito innamorato. È splendida non solo la canzone, dal grande impatto emotivo, ma anche le parole sono profonde e con un grande significato. "Finally Free" è il brano che conclude l'album, dove viene ripreso il motivetto di "One Last Time" nella parte centrale.
Questo album, (anche se parlare di album è riduttivo poiché si tratta di una vera e propria opera divisa in atti) coinvolge dall'inizio alla fine, scorre via leggero, senza intoppi. È un album emozionante, una perla nel panorama musicale mondiale.
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03 Status Seeker (05:09)
Heart sick at the sight of the
Status Seeker
In a sense I'm not beyond reproach
The aspiration to drop a name
When any rose might smell the same
Maybe you'll figure it out someday
'I want to know you now...
You know I've always believed in you.'
Nothing is sacred...
You draw the bottom line
With a dollar sign
Change of opinion...
At the drop of a dime
Graceless intrusion...
Are you sanctified in your judgment of me?
All that I deserve is what you were unable to see
In the garden where the seeds were spilled
I favored the few that stood strong in the sun
As I reached for the profit of my prize
I found I had trampled the forgotten ones.
Nothing is sacred...
You draw the bottom line
With a dollar sign
Change of opinion...
At the drop of a dime
Graceless intrusion...
Are you sanctified in your judgment of me?
All that I deserve is what you were unable to see
You're running in circles
And I'm turning away
You refused to believe
Now I'm turning away
Nothing is sacred...
You draw the bottom line
With a dollar sign
Change of opinion...
At the drop of a dime
Graceless intrusion...
Are you sanctified in your judgment of me?
All that I deserve is what you were unable to see
You're running in circles
And I'm turning away
You refused to believe
Now I'm turning away
04 The Killing Hand (08:59)
An Angel's kiss now fallen
Descending scarlet cuts the sky
Faded names left on the wall
Honor the fighting leave life to die
Remembered is the sacrifice but
No praisal of blood still flowing
Who were the leaders?
What controlled the Killing Hand
That caused this mourning?
Crossing over...
05 Eve (05:03)
''Chapter One. Once upon a time, and a very good time it was,
There was a moo cow coming down along the road.
So He came Himself in weakness not in power
And He sent thee, a creature in His stead,
With a creature's comeliness and luster
Suited to our state.
And now thy very face and form dear mother,
Speak to us of the eternal;
Not like earthly beauty, dangerous to look upon,
But like the morning star which is thy emblem,
Bright and musical, breathing purity,
Telling of Heaven and infusing peace.
O harbinger of day! O light of the pilgrim!
Lead us still as thou hast led.
In the dark night, across the bleak wilderness
Guide us on to our Lord Jesus, guide us home.
"Tower of Ivory?" they used to say, "House of Gold?"
How could a woman be a tower of ivory or a house of gold?''
08 Caught in a Web (05:33)
Silence disguised
I watch you
Show me the hurt
That haunts you
Would you despise the thrill
If all you hide were mine?
I can't hold on any longer
These feelings keep growing stronger
Echoes that deafen the mind
Will bury my voice in their wake
Caught in a Web
Removed from the world
Hanging on by a thread
Spinning the lies
Devised in my head
I've seen the path
The one you take
Shows the truth
For you to make
This turn of phrase
We might not see
Is the thirst of desire
Found so easily
Try to push me 'round
The world some more
And make me live in fear
I bare all that I am
Made of now
Attractive I don't care
'Cause even when I danced with life
No one was there to share
Does this voice the wounds of your soul?
Does this voice the wounds of your soul?
Caught in a Web
Removed from the world
Hanging on by a thread
Spinning the lies
Devised in my head
Tried to live the life
You live and saw
It doesn't work for me
I bare all that I am
Made of now
Attractive, I can't be
Inside the Dance of Life is one
I'll never hold to me
You can't heal the wounds of my soul.
You can't heal the wounds of my soul.
Caught in a Web
Refused by the world
Hanging on by a thread
Spinning the lies
Devised in my head
Caught in a Web
Refused by the world
Hanging on by a thread
Spinning a cage
Denied and misread
09 A Change of Seasons (17:13)
I remember a time
My frail, virgin mind
Watched the crimson sunrise
Imagined what it might find
Life was filled with wonder
I felt the warm wind blow
I must explore the boundaries
Transcend the depth of winter's snow
Innocence caressing me
I never felt so young before
There was so much life in me
Still I longed to search for more
But those days are gone now
Changed like a leaf on a tree
Blown away forever
Into the cool autumn breeze
The snow has now fallen
And my sun's not so bright
I struggle to hold on
With the last of my might
In my den of inequity
Viciousness and subtlety
Struggle to ease the pain
Struggle to find the same
Ignorance surrounding me
I've never been so filled with fear
All my life's been drained from me
The end is drawing near...
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Di Dreamtheater
Quando si ascolta "Scenes From A Memory" per la prima volta già si può capire che si è davanti a una delle opere più belle.
"Finally Free" è l'ultima traccia: bellissima, una melodia che fa venire i brividi, un vero e proprio capolavoro.
