So gia che dopo questa recensione mi insulterete all'infinito e che ingaggerete la CIA per vedere dove abito ed uccidermi... Ma chi cazzo se ne frega io le recensioni le faccio per il mio piacere!
Insomniac esce nel 1995, quando la "Nuova Ondata Punk" non è più tanto forte come l'anno prima, basti pensare alle 16 milioni di copie vendute di 'Dookie' contro le 4 milioni di 'Insomniac'.
Rispetto a 'Dookie', 'Insomniac' è più duro, più incazzato, registrato tutto di seguito dopo una dose di amfetamina da parte del gruppo... E si sente!!
L'album si apre con "Armatege Shanks", che tratta dell'alienamento di quando si è giovani; il titolo è una distorsione del nome di una ditta di medicinali, Armitage Shanks. Si continua con "Brat", la canzone dal testo più bastardo del mondo. La canzone parla di un ragazzo che aspetta la morte dei suoi genitori per prendersi l'eredità.
La canzone che segue è la più bella del disco e una delle più belle dei Green Day, "Stuck With Me", avanti con "Geek Stink Breath", canzone che non amo molto che espone gli effetti dell'amfetamina. "No Pride" è una canzone carina con il testo molto bello, ma subito dopo si ricade in basso con "Bab's Uvula Who ?", una canzone che odio letteralmente, quella che, tra tutte quelle dei Green Day, mi fa più schifo in assoluto gia dal titolo.
"86" si apre con il suo bellissimo assolo di batteria presente in moltissime altre canzoni dei Green Day, mentre "Panic Song" vede protagonista il basso in un intro musicale di quasi 2 minuti. Anche "Stuart And The Ave" si apre con un intro di basso, ma questo dura a malapena 5 secondi. Segue la traccia principale dell'album, "Brain Stew", una delle canzoni più famose dei Green Day (sinceramente io non ci trovo nulla di speciale, anzi, la ritengo addirittura noiosa); intanto sarete entrati in trance con il ritmo lento della canzone e vi risveglierete solo dopo 3 minuti e 13 secondi, quando iniziera "Jaded", L'alter-ego di "Brain Stew", veloce e movimentata con un ritmo di batteria da far paura. Segue la triste "Westbound Sign" e la toccante "Tight Wad Hill".
L'album finisce con "Walking Contradiction", musicalmente carina, ma il testo secondo me è solo un mucchio di frasi senza senso messe insieme.
Scusatemi, vi prego per aver fatto l'ennesima recensione di un gruppo che odiate, ma vi prometto che l'album che recensirò in seguito vi piacerà.... Mi auguro !!
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01 Armatage Shanks (02:17)
Stranded, lost inside myself
My own worst friend and my own closest enemy
Branded, Maladjusted
Never trusted anyone let alone myself
I must insist
On being a pessimist
I'm a loner in a catastrophic mind
Elected the rejected
I perfected the science of the idiot
No meaning and no healing
Self loathing freak and introverted deviant
I must insist
On being a pessimist
I'm a loner in a catastrophic mind
02 Brat (01:43)
Mom and Dad don't look so hot these days
They're getting over the hill
Death is closing in and catching up
As far as I can tell
Got a plan of action and cold blood
And it smells of defiance
I'll just wait for Mom and Dad to die
And get my inheritance
Now I want more
'Cause I'm getting bored
And I'm going nowhere fast
I was once filled with doubt
Now it's all figured out
Nothing good can last
Crows feet and rot are setting in
And time is running out
My parent's income interest rate
Is gaining higher clout
I'm a snot nosed slob
Without a job
And I know I damn well should
Mom and dad don't look so hot these days
But my future's looking good
03 Stuck With Me (02:15)
I'm not part of your elite
I'm just alright
Class structure, waving colors
Bleeding from my throat
Not subservient to you
I'm just alright
Down classed by the powers that be
Give me loss of hope
Cast out... Buried in a hole
Struck down... forcing me to fall
Destroyed... giving up the fight
I know I'm not alright
What's my price and will you pay it if it's alright?
Take it from my dignity
waste it until it's dead
Throw me back into the gutter
'Cause it's alright
Find another pleasure fucker
Drag them down to hell
Cast out... Buried in a hole
Struck down... forcing me to fall
Destroyed... giving up the fight
I know I'm not alright
1, 2, 3, 4
Cast out... Buried in a hole
Struck down... forcing me to fall
Destroyed... giving up the fight
I know I'm not alright
04 Geek Stink Breath (02:15)
RARGH!
I'm on a mission
I made my decision
To lead a path of self-destruction
A slow progression
Killing my complexion
And it's rotting out my teeth
I'm on a roll
No self control
I'm blowing off steam with
Meth Amphetamine
Don't know what I want
That's all that I've got
And I'm picking scabs off my face
Every hour my blood is turning sour
And my pulse is beating out of time
I found a treasure
Filled with sick pleasure
And it sits on a thick white line
I'm on a roll
No self control
I'm blowing off steam with
Meth Amphetamine
Don't know what I want
That's all that I've got
And I'm picking scabs off my face
I'm on a mission
I got no decision like a cripple
Running the rat race
Wish in one hand and shit in the other
And see which one gets filled first
I'm on a roll
No self control
I'm blowing off steam with
Methamphetamine
Don't know what I want
That's all that I've got
And I'm picking scabs off my face
Geek... stink... breath!
06 Bab's Uvula Who? (02:08)
I've got a knack for fucking everything up
My temper flies and I get myself all wound up
My fuse is short and my blood pressure is high
I lose control and I get myself all wound up
Tension mounts and I fly off the wall
I self-destruct and I get myself all wound up
Petulance and irritation sets in
I throw a tantrum and I get myself all up
Chip on my shoulder and a leech on my back
Stuck in a rut and I get myself all wound up
Killed my composure and it will never come back
Loss of control and I get myself all wound up
Blown out of proportion again
My temper snaps and I get myself all wound up
Spontaneous combustion
Panic attack
I slipped a gear I get myself all wound up
07 86 (02:47)
What brings you around?
Did you lose something the last time you were here?
You'll never find it now
It's buried deep with your identity
so stand aside and let the next one pass
Don't let the door kick you in the ass
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
Don't even try
Exit out the back
And never show your head around again
Purchase your ticket
And quickly take the last train out of town
so stand aside and let the next one pass
Don't let the door kick you in the ass
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
Don't even try
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
There's no return from 86
Don't even try
09 Stuart and the Ave. (02:03)
Standing on the corner of
Stuart and the Avenue
Ripping up my transfer
And a photograph of you
You're a blur of my dead past and rotting existence
As I stand laughing on the corner of insignificance
Destiny is dead
In the hands of bad luck
Before it might have made some sense
But now it's all fucked up
Seasons change as well as minds
And I'm a two faced clown
You're mommy's little nightmare
Driving daddy's car around
I'm beat down and half brain dead
The long lost king of fools
I may be dumb
But I'm not stupid enough to stay with you
10 Brain Stew (03:12)
I'm having trouble trying to sleep
I'm counting sheep but running out
As time ticks by
And still I try
No rest for crosstops in my mind
On my own, here we go
My eyes feel like they're going to bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
Fucked up and spun out in my room
On my own, here we go
My mind is set on overdrive
The clock is laughing in my face
A crooked spine
My sense dulled
Passed the point of delirium
On my own, here we go
My eyes feel like they're going to bleed
Dried up and bulging out my skull
My mouth is dry
My face is numb
Fucked up and spun out in my room
On my own, here we go
11 Jaded (01:30)
Somebody keep my balance
I think I'm falling off
Into a state of regression
The expiration date
Rapidly coming up
It's leaving me behind to rank
Always move forward
Going "straight" will get you nowhere
There is no progress
Evolution kill it all
I found my place in nowhere
I'm taking one step sideways
Leading with my crutch
Got a fucked up equilibrium
Count down from 9 to 5
Hooray! We are gonna die!
Blessed into our extinction
Always move forward
Going "straight" will get you nowhere
There is no progress
Evolution kill it all
I found my place in nowhere
Always move forward
Going "straight" will get you nowhere
There is no progress
Evolution kill it all
I found my place in nowhere, in nowhere, in no-o-owhere
12 Westbound Sign (02:13)
Boxed up
All of her favorite things
Sold the rest at a rainy yard sale
Big plans and leaving friends and
A westbound sign
Weighed out
Her choices on a scale
Prevailing nothing made sense
Just transportation and a
Blank decision... she's taking off
No time and no copping out
She's burning daylight and petrol
Blacked out the rearview mirror
Heading westward on
Strung out
On confusion road
And ten minute nervous breakdowns
Xanex a beer for thought
And she determined... She's taking off
Is it salvation?
Or an escape from discontent?
Will she find her name
In the California cement?
Punched out of the grind
That punched her one too many times...
Is tragedy 2000 miles away?
She's taking off
13 Tight Wad Hill (02:01)
Cheapskate on the hill
A thrill seeker making deals
Sugar city urchin wasting time
Town of lunatics
Begging for another fix
Turning tricks for speedballs
One more night
Making your rounds once again
Turning up empty handed
Bumming a ride
Burning daylight
Last up at dawn... tight wad hill
Drugstore hooligan
Another white trash mannequin
On display to rot up on the hill
Living out a lie
But having the time of his life
Hating every minute of his existence
Making your rounds once again
Turning up empty handed
Bumming a ride
Burning daylight
Last up at dawn... tight wad hill
Making your rounds once again
Turning up empty handed
Bumming a ride
Burning daylight
Last up at dawn... tight wad hill
14 Walking Contradiction (02:32)
Do as I say not as I do because
The shit's so deep you can't run away
I beg to differ on the contrary
I agree with every word that you say
Talk is cheap and lies are expensive
My wallet's fat and so is my head
Hit and run and then I'll hit you again
I'm a smart ass but I'm playing dumb
Standards set and broken all the time
Control the chaos behind a gun
Call it as I see it even if
I was born deaf, blind and dumb
Losers winning big on the lottery
Rehab rejects still sniffing glue
Constant refutation with myself
I'm a victim of a catch 22
I have no belief
But I believe
I'm a walking contradiction
And I ain't got no right
Do as I say not as I do because
The shit's so deep you can't run away
I beg to differ on the contrary
I agree with every word that you say
Talk is cheap and lies are expensive
My wallet's fat and so is my head
Hit and run and then I'll hit you again
I'm a smart ass but I'm playing dumb
I have no belief
But I believe
I'm a walking contradiction
And I ain't got no right
I have no belief
But I believe
I'm a walking contradiction
And I ain't got no right
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Altre recensioni
Di Sisifo
La musica di Green Day poteva essere una finestra sugli idealismi e le agitazioni adolescenziali.
Insomniac è forse migliore di Dookie, anche se meno celebrato nel tempo.
Di Trofeo
«Insomniac» è una mossa musicalmente dovuta per dimostrare che l’identità non si è spostata di un millimetro.
Personalmente sono molto affezionato a questo disco, sottovalutato da sempre ma molto potente e convincente ad ogni suo ascolto.
