• Voto:
Per questo album devo ringraziare chi ha avuto la gloriosa idea di regalarmelo. Senza dubbio ora è uno dei miei preferiti, perchè è semplicemente qualcosa di speciale. Speciale in quanto ogni canzone ha la sua identità, nulla si ripete tra un brano e l'altro, l'unico filo conduttore e la voce delicata che fa da contorno in modo naturale all'originalità della parte strumentale. Comparso nel 2000 su V2 Records, "the sophtware slump" dei Grandaddy (California) ricorda molto la leggerezza e armonia dei Teenage Fanclub o Pavement, nonostante il loro grezzo look da taglialegna (barbe incolte e camicie a quadri) e pertanto si discosta notevolmente dai clichè legati tradizionalmente alla scena californiana. Piacevole da ascoltare grazie all'azzeccata scelta e simbiosi di keyboards e chitarre un pò fuzzy, all'atmosfera personale che accompagna ogni brano e che certamente ti coinvolge, abbandonandoti ai tuoi attuali stati d'animo. Un album da vivere intensamente, perchè senza tempo e stile. 5/5 katja
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01 He's Simple, He's Dumb, He's the Pilot (08:52)
Adrift again 2000 man
You lost your maps,
You lost the plans
Did you hear them yell,
Land damn it land?
You say you can't
Well I hope you can
I hope you can
How's it goin 2000 man?
Welcome back to solid ground my friend
I heard all your controls were jammed
Well it's just nice to have you back again
But I guess they still don't understand
And they can never understand
And they said go find 2000 man
And they said tell him we've got new plans
But instead I'm here to tell you friend
I believe they want you to give in
Are you giving in 2000 man?
(Did you love this world
And did this world not love you?)
Are you giving in 2000 man?
Don't give in 2000 man
02 Hewlett's Daughter (03:06)
Hewlett's daughter,
Loved her father,
And I think she loved me too,
For a little while.
Hewlett's daughter,
I forgot her,
Now I'm treating water
And waste at night.
High above the wrecks
On ice shelves and glaciers.
I spy below the mess
And measure the pressure
Where sofas float on roads
And somebody stole your guns,
Well sir I'm the only one
To get back your stolen guns
I should have been your son.
High above the wrecks
On ice shelves and dressers.
With crash united sewn
On all of my dress shirts
They firefell the roads,
And somebody stole your guns,
Well sir I'm the only one
To get back your stolen guns
I should have been your son.
03 Jed the Humanoid (04:18)
Last night something pretty bad happened
We lost a friend (we lost a friend)
All shocked and broken (all shocked and broken)
Shutdown, exploded (shutdown, exploded)
Jeddy 3 is what we first called him
Then it was Jed (then it was Jed)
Now Jeds systems dead (Jeds systems dead)
Therefore so's Jed (therefore so's Jed)
We assembled him in the kitchen
Made out of this end (made out of this end)
Made out of that end (made out of that end)
Whatever was at hand (whatever was at hand)
When we finished Jed we were so proud
We celebrated (we celebrated)
We congratulated (we congratulated)
At what we'd created (what we'd created)
Jed could run or walk, sing or talk and,
Complile thoughts and (complile thoughts and)
Solve lots of problems (solve lots of problems)
We learned so much from him (learned so much from him)
A couple years went by something happened
We gave Jed less attension ( gave less attension)
We had new invensions (had new invensions)
Loved for conventions (loved for conventions)
Jed had found booze drink and drank every drop
He fizzled and popped (He fizzled and popped)
He rattled and knocked (He rattled and knocked)
And finally he just stopped (And finally he just stopped)
04 The Crystal Lake (05:00)
Should never have left the crystal lake.
For parties full of folks who flake,
italian leather winter games
Retired by the duraflames.
The crystal lake it only laughs,
it knows you're just a modern man,
it's shining like a chandelier,
shining somewhere far away from here.
I've gotta get out of here...
And find my way again.
I've lost my way again.
Should never have left the crystal lake,
for areas where trees are fake,
and dogs are dead with broken
hearts, collapsing by the coffee carts.
The crystal lake it only laughs,
it knows you're just a modern man,
it's shining like a chandelier,
shining somewhere far away from here.
I've gotta get out of here...
And find my way again.
I've lost my way again.
05 Chartsengrafs (02:51)
Birds come,
and then they go...
Yeah, I traded laughs,
in for charts and graphs.
But all that's only fine,
until evening comes.
Your guess' is good as mine,
as to just what kind
of trouble I might find,
tonight out of my...
My mind... [x5]
11 So You'll Aim Toward the Sky (04:43)
So you'll aim toward the sky
And you'll rise high today
Fly away
Far away
Far from pain
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