Sarò onesto: dei Fields Of The Nephilim, oggi più di ieri, mi importa 'na sega. E' uscito un loro nuovo disco intitolato "Mourning Sung"? La questione non mi tocca! Non scrivo queste cose per "smerdare" la band e chi la segue, semplicemente sono passato ad altri ascolti. Di certo gothic rock "metalleggiante", infatti, ne ho le scatole piene e non sento più il bisogno di lunghe digressioni sul Thelema, su insoliti spettri o sul "Moonchild".
Sono, come si suol dire, "cambiato" e mi sono avvicinato ad un tipo di oscurità sonora scarna, minimale e spietata. Quell'oscurità sonora che, in realtà, ha pochi punti di contatto con l'attuale proposta del tenebroso McCoy. Se oggi voglio assaporare nefasti e tetri stati d'animo messi in musica, piazzo sullo stereo "Streetcleaner" dei Godflesh o "Second Edition" dei PIL. Ma, ovviamente, non ve ne fregherà molto dei miei più recenti ascolti e, insospettiti, vi chiederete per quale motivo ho deciso di recensire un album dei FOTN se, come già scritto, non trovo più eccitante la loro proposta.
Il fatto è che ieri, dando uno sguardo ad alcuni cd, ho trovato una copia di questo "From Gehenna To Here". Incuriosito, ma anche un pò perplesso, ho inserito il disco nel lettore e...quanti bei ricordi!
In questo album non incapperete in amenità gothic-metal, non vi imbatterete in divagazioni psichedeliche (in parte confermate nel terzo "Elizium"), ma vi troverete a fare i conti con uno scarno, viscerale e putrido goth 'n' roll. No, non sto parlando di una proposta strettamente crampsiana, quanto di un sound più vicino a quello dei Christian Death, un sound quindi affine al post-punk più oscuro ed alle sue derive "batcave".
Il buon Mc Coy, come al solito, non lesina escursioni vocali in stile Andrew Eldritch ma, in linea di massima, è un canto lamentevole e disperato quello che egli impone.
"From Gehenna To Here" non è però un album ufficiale!
"From Gehenna To Here", da quel poco che ho appreso, è una compilation comprendente i primi due EP pubblicati dai nostri dark-cowboys, ovvero "Burning The Fields" dell'85 e "Returning To Gehenna" dell'86. Basso in bella evidenza, vocione d'oltretomba (come già scritto, a metà strada tra Eldritch e lo stile "death rock") , dinamicità rockeggiante ed un fottuto sassofono che, di tanto in tanto, emette stridenti e taglienti note.
QUESTI Fields Of The Nephilim sono in grado di regalare attimi di scarna oscurità! Saranno pure registrazioni acerbe e profondamente distanti dal loro più ortodosso stile ma, per cortesia, non toccatemi brani come "Trees Come Down", "Back In Gehenna", le due versioni di "Laura" o la straziante "Darkcell".
Una raccolta che piacerà, senza ombra di dubbio, ai fans più accaniti dei Fields ma che, incredibilmente, farà la gioia anche di quelle persone da sempre diffidenti nei confronti dei nostri.
Una validissima testimonianza.
Elenco tracce e testi
01 Trees Come Down (06:31)
The war is passed
Now she tells him again
You should fetch the plans
The(?), the(?) you see
Leeway
Like the sun over the closing door
Whispered Caroline, walks down the steps
So feel the pain, feel the pain
The Heathen, the Heathen
Like the Heathen, the Heathen
From the crowd "Come Children of the Called"
And in the sect, they hurry around the closing door
So feel the pain, feel the pain
The Heathen, the Heathen
Like the Heathen, the Heathen
The Heathen...
Like the Heathen
Like the Heathen
God look out for the Heathen
The Heathen...
One more nightmare calling
Across the farthest fields
The night skies are dawning
Takes this much as you
Trees come down
Fall...
There's a girl in a green dress
She's got eyes like fire and lips so tame
She's huddled by the girl who's crying in the red dress
Hunger for life in this dying dying age
04 Laura (03:52)
Tempted white eyes
Blinded by the night
Hollow like the towers
On the inside
Laura's a machine
She's burning insane
Laura's a machine
For a menace in disguise
Behold this night
The four walls are furnished
Now she's alive
No one ever helped poor Laura
She's rabin in ecstacy
She's on the line to cut it all
She's on the line to drop or fall She's
on the line,
Line to fall
People laughing an awful sight
Please leave Laura
'Tis her night
Laura's a machine
She's burning insane
Laura's a machine
From the light of the catherine wheel She
spins from above
Haunted by these times
My European love
No one ever helped poor Laura
She's rabid in ecstacy
She's on the line to cut it all
She's on the line to drop and fall She's
on the line to cut or fall
She's on the line
Line to fall
05 Power (04:09)
Power...
power feeds you long,
loving hours
I can give everlasting power
Flower...
the world opens
you need simple flower
A feeling, a feeling all so sour
Drain me, now drain me
from power
Drain me, now drain me
from power.
Oh, the wide open stench of all - so sour.
I can't give, but I recieve for hours
oh...
Drain me, now drain me
from power
Drain me, now drain me
from power.
Drain it - static from the attic,
attic walls...
Oh...
Drain me, now drain me
from power
Drain me, now drain me
from power.
Drain it - static from the attic,
attic walls...
A power, so somatic
See the heart is burning -
I call it static
(attic walls...)
I need static
so charismatic
You're so tragic -
my love's so manic
(attic walls...)
I have the power
use it, frantic
your body's turned -
I'm systematic
(attic walls...)
See my touch,
Those who cower
drain me of
my breathing hours
(attic walls...)
07 Secrets (03:36)
He rides on the crest of a wave
his anger running out
he acts as if the same way
as I ride across town to town
I forgive you follow me
I forgive you follow me
I forgive you follow me
I'll forgive you
I'll forgive you
I've seen the hardest men fall
I've seen them crawl
secrets I know where noone can find them
behind the darkened door
I can feel what she wants me to be
I can see the movements she'll make
'cause
I can see
I can see
I can see
I can see
I can see
I can see
I've seen harder men fall
I've seen them crawl
secrets I know where noone can find them
behind the darkened door
darkened door
darkened door
darkened door
I forgive you follow me
I forgive you follow me
I forgive you follow me
I'll forgive...
I've seen harder men fall
I've seen them crawl
secrets I know where noone can find them
behind the darkened door
the darkened door
the darkened door
the darkened door
08 The Tower (05:42)
She lifts the flowers from the window box
Summer's fouled now winter flocks
She lifts her veil to the morning rain
Wipes her eyes to the summer again
Pearls of dew shimmer on her face
Cut inside she would dream to taste
She knocks her flowers from the window side
They fall to the ground they fall to the ground
Hide away from the raging sun
You hide your love from the fire beyond
Now the woman in an aging form
She's tangled in the bushes tall
Cowering down with head in hands
She cries out loud, she cries out loud
"Seems so cold, it seems so cold tonight.
Seems so cold, seems so cold tonight"
Hide away from the raging sun
You hide your love from the fire beyond
She can't see visions of this force below
Freezes her life through (garbled "in a joke" ???)
She heads to the voice of this rainy day
And it cries like a choir in her mind to stay
It's "Sister hold now, hold now, hold your head
Dream a cloud put out the fire which is your bed!"
She then danced through the kitchen through the force below
And it cries "How fun! But oh so slow..."
Just living, like a dreamless child with hatred
Just living, like a dreamless child with hatred
She's never been quite as cut by life before,
Never been cut by way of life before
Hide away from the raging sun,
You hide your love from the fire beyond
She can't see visions of this force below
Freezes her life through... (garbled "in a joke" ???)
She heads to the voice of this rainy day
It cries like a choir in her mind "Just stay!"
"Sister hold now, hold now, hold your head
Dream a cloud put out the fire which is your bed"
She then danced through the kitchen through the force below
And it cries "Now fun! but oh so slow... but oh so slow... but oh so slow... but oh so slow..."
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