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Hayseed Dixie è un quartetto americano che fa musica bluegrass. Trattasi quindi di faccenda riguardante mandolini, chitarre acustiche, bangio, violino e così via ma la loro eccentrica, ingegnosa specificità sta nel fatto che il repertorio di questi estrosi pazzoidi consiste per buona parte di cover hard rock!
Esordirono nel 2001 con un album di sole cover degli AC-DC, quando invece il loro terzo del 2004 celebrava per intero la musica dei Kiss. Tutti gli altri lavori (non pochi, giacché ne fanno uscire uno all’anno, indefessamente) hanno saccheggiato senza pietà grandi, meno grandi o grandissimi nomi della musica tosta (non si salva nessuno: Led Zeppelin, Who, Aerosmith, Darkness, Black Sabbath, Van Halen, Sex Pistols, Rolling Stones…), ancorché mischiati sempre benché in percentuale variabile di volta in volta a brani di loro composizione. In realtà vi è stato anche un album completamente di inediti, nel 2008, talmente particolare nel loro curriculum da averlo intitolato “No Covers”.
L’opera in questione è la loro quarta, datata 2004 e scimmiottante apertamente, sia nel titolo che nell’istantanea dal vivo della foto di copertina, uno storico album degli AC-DC. Tale gruppo è in effetti ben rappresentato in scaletta con la riproposizione di cinque loro pezzi, tre dal vivo già apparsi nel disco d’esordio più due new entry in studio. Per il resto fanno bella mostra di sé indemoniate versioni bluegrass di oggetti di culto come “Fat Bottomed Girls” dei Queen (sentirne il famoso coro a cappella iniziale reso con indomito accento texano è esperienza quantomeno scioccante), “Aces of Spades” dei Motorhead, “Walk This Way” degli Aerosmith che coi mandolini a pestare invece del chitarrone di Joe Perry è tutto un programma, “Feel Like Making Love” dei Bad Company e via così. Un paio di canzoni infine sono farina del loro sacco e fanno veramente uno strano effetto, completamente sconosciute come sono in mezzo a tutti quei riff di chitarra acustica o di violino o di mandolino, così familiari per chi mastica comunemente la musica rock.
Tutti e quattro i musicisti sono estremamente brillanti, dotati di quell’agilità e precisione indispensabili per rendere al meglio un genere così veloce e tecnico come il bluegrass. Le loro faccione ispide di peli superflui e i loro corpaccioni, gonfi di magnate e bevute non certamente salutari, ispirano tutto sommato assai più soggezione dei ben più rumorosi e atteggiati performers ai quali si ispirano.
E’ chiaro che accostarsi a questo gruppo così derivativo e di nicchia non dà adito a particolari entusiasmi musicali, tantomeno a fughe in avanti in quanto ad inquadramento artistico e importanza culturale… La fruizione di questi Hayseed Dixie resta un originale divertissement, insolito e peculiare, un incontro fra mondi lontanissimi in equilibrio improbabile eppure reale, una stranezza condita di virtuosismo e di maliziosa creatività.
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02 Fat Bottom Girls (03:06)
Are you gonna take me home tonight
Are down beside that red firelight
Are you gonna let it all hang out
Fat bottomed girls
You make the rockin' world go round
Hey I was just a skinny lad
Never knew no good from bad
But I knew life before I left my nursery
Left alone with big fat Fanny
She was such a naughty nanny
Heap big woman you made a fat boy out of me
Hey hey!
I've been singing with my band
Across the wire across the land
I seen ev'ry blue eyed floozy on the way, hey
But their beauty and their style
Went kind of smooth after a while
Take me to them dirty ladies every time
Oh won't you take me home tonight?
Oh down beside your red firelight
Oh and you give it all you got
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round
Hey listen here
Now I got mortgages and homes
I got stiffness in the bones
Ain't no beauty queens in this locality (I tell ya)
Oh but I still get my pleasure
Still got my greatest treasure
Heap big woman you gone and made a big man out of me
Now get this
Are you gonna take me home tonight (please)
Oh down beside that red firelight
Are you gonna let it all hang out
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round
Fat bottomed girls you make the rockin' world go round
GET ON YOUR BIKES AND RIDE!
Oooh yeah oh yeah them fat bottomed girls
Fat bottomed girls
Yeah yeah yeah
all right
ride 'em cowboys
Fat bottomed girls
Yes yes
ohh gets me everytime
03 Whole Lotta Rosie (03:42)
Whole Lotta Rosie Lyrics:
Wanna tell you a story
’bout a woman I know
When it comes to lovin’
Oh she steals the show
She ain’t exactly pretty
Ain’t exactly small
Forty-two, thirty-nine, fifty-six
You could say she’s got it all
Never had a woman
Never had a woman like you
Doing all the things
Doing all the things you do
Ain’t no fairy story
Ain’t no skin and bone
But you give it all you got
Weighing in at nineteen stone
Chorus:
You’re a whole lotta woman
A whole lotta woman
Whole lotta rosie
And you’re a whole lotta woman
Oh honey you can do it
Do it to me all night long
Only one to turn
Only one to turn me on
All through the night time
And right around the clock
To my surprise
Rosie never stops
Chorus
06 Ace of Spades (02:21)
If you like to gamble, I tell you I'm your man
You win
some, lose some, it's all the same to me
The pleasure
is to play, makes no difference what you say
I don't
share your greed, the only card I need is
The Ace Of Spades
The Ace Of Spades
Playing for the high one,
dancing with the devil,
Going with the flow, it's all a
game to me,
Seven or Eleven,
snake eyes watching
you,
Double up or quit, double stake or split,
The Ace
Of Spades
The Ace Of spades
You know I'm born
to lose, and gambling's for fools,
But that's the
way I like it baby,
I don't wanna live for
ever,And don't forget the joker!
Pushing up the ante, I know you've got to see me,
Read 'em and weep, the dead man's hand again,
I see it in your eyes, take one look and die,
The only thing you see, you know it's gonna be,
The Ace Of Spades
07 Detroit Rock City (04:09)
I feel uptight on a Saturday night
Nine o' clock, the radio's the only light
I hear my song and it pulls me through
Comes on strong, tells me what I got to do
I got to
Get up
Everybody's gonna move their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
You gotta lose your mind in Detroit Rock City
Get up
Everybody's gonna move their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
Getting late
I just can't wait
Ten o'clock and I know I gotta hit the road
First I drink, then I smoke
Start up the car, and I try to make the midnight show
Get up
Everybody's gonna move their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
Movin' fast, doin' 95
Hit top speed but I'm still movin' much too slow
I feel so good, I'm so alive
I hear my song playin' on the radio
It goes
Get up
Everybody's gonna move their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
You gotta lose your mind in Detroit Rock City
Twelve o'clock, I gotta rock
There's a truck ahead, lights starin' at my eyes
Oh my God, no time to turn
I got to laugh 'cause I know I'm gonna die
Why
Get up
Everybody's gonna move their feet
Get down
Everybody's gonna leave their seat
08 Corn Liquor (03:19)
I'll eat when I get hungry
I'll drink when I get dry
If the life I live don't kill me
Then I guess I'll never die
I'll tune up my fiddle
I'll rosin up my bow
And find a girl to hold me tight
Anywhere I go
Corn liquor corn liquor's what I cry
If you don't give me corn liquor boy
Somebody's gonna die
Somebody's gonna die oh lord
Somebody's gonna die
If the creek it was corn liquor
And I was a government man
I'd drink the whole thing dry
And tell the folks "Do what you can"
Got a guitar in my left hand
Got a pistol in my right
And I don't give a good goddamn
If we play or if we fight
Corn liquor corn liquor's what I yell
If you don't give me corn liquor boy
Then I'll see you in hell
Corn liquor corn liquor's what I cry
If you don't give me corn liquor boy
Somebody's gonna die
Somebody's gonna die oh lord
Somebody's gonna die
If I spend all my money
My money's mine alone
And I ain't never killed a man
What he left me to my own
I'll make my own corn liquor
I'll grow my own smoke too
And if I drink and smoke till I can't stand up
What the hell is it to you
Corn liquor corn liquor's what I yell
If you don't give me corn liquor boy
Then I'll see you in hell
Corn liquor corn liquor's what I cry
If you don't give me corn liquor boy
Somebody's gonna die
Somebody's gonna die oh lord
Somebody's gonna die
10 Walk This Way (04:16)
backstroke lover always hidin' 'neath the covers
till I talked to your daddy, he say
he said "you ain't seen nothin' till you're down on a muffin
then you're sure to be a-changin' your ways"
I met a cheerleader, was a real young bleeder
oh, the times I could reminisce
'cause the best things of lovin' with her sister and her cousin
only started with a little kiss
like this!
seesaw swingin' with the boys in the school
and your feet flyin' up in the air
singin' "hey diddle diddle"
with your kitty in the middle of the swing
like you didn't care
so I took a big chance at the high school dance
with a missy who was ready to play
wasn't me she was foolin'
'cause she knew what she was doin'
and I knowed love was here to stay
when she told me to
walk this way, walk this way
walk this way, walk this way
walk this way, walk this way
walk this way, walk this way
just gimme a kiss
like this!
schoolgirl sweetie with a classy kinda sassy
little skirt's climbin' way up the knee
there was three young ladies in the school gym locker
when I noticed they was lookin' at me
I was a high school loser, never made it with a lady
till the boys told me somethin' I missed
then my next door neighbor with a daughter had a favor
so I gave her just a little kiss
like this!
seesaw swingin' with the boys in the school
and your feet flyin' up in the air
singin' "hey diddle diddle"
with your kitty in the middle of the swing
like you didn't care
so I took a big chance at the high school dance
with a missy who was ready to play
wasn't me she was foolin'
'cause she knew what she was doin'
when she told me how to walk this way, she told me to
walk this way, talk this way
walk this way, walk this way
walk this way, walk this way
walk this way, talk this way
just gimme a kiss
like this!
11 Touch Too Much (03:11)
It was one of those nights
When you turned out the lights
And everything comes into view
She was taking her time
I was losing my mind
There was nothing that she wouldn't do
It wasn't the first
It wasn't the last
She knew we was making love
I was so satisfied
Deep down inside
Like a hand in a velvet glove
CHORUS:
Seems like a touch, a touch too much
Seems like a touch, a touch too much
Too much for my body, too much for my brain
This kind of woman's gonna drive me insane
She's got a touch, a touch too much
She had the face of an angel
Smiling with sin
A body of Venus with arms
Dealing with danger
Stroking my skin
Let the thunder and lightening start
It wasn't the first
It wasn't the last
It wasn't that she didn't care
She wanted it hard
And wanted it fast
She liked it done medium rare
CHORUS
Seems like a touch, touch too much
You know it's much too much, much too much
I really want to feel your touch too much
Girl you know you're getting me much too much
Seems like a touch
Just a dirty little touch
I really need your touch
Cause you're much too much too much
CHORUS
12 Centerfold (02:56)
Does she walk, does she talk
Does she come complete
My homeroom, homeroom Angel
Always pulled me from my seat
She was pure like snowflakes
No one could ever stain
The memory of my Angel
Could never cause me pain
The years go by, I'm looking through
A girlie magazine
And there's my homeroom Angel
On the pages in between
(Refrain)
My blood runs cold, my memory has just been sold
My Angel is a centerfold, Angel is a centerfold
My blood runs cold, my memory has just been sold
Angel is a centerfold
Slip me notes under the desk
While I was thinking about her dress
I was shy, I turned away
Before she caught my eye
I was shakin' in my shoes
Whenever she flashed those baby blues
Somethin' had a hold on me
When Angel passed close by
Those soft and fuzzy sweaters
Too magical to touch
To see her in that negligee
Is really just too much
(Refrain)
Na na, na-na na na...
It's OK, I understand
This ain't no Never Never Land
I hope that when this issue's gone
I'll see you when your clothes are on
Take your car, yes we will
We'll take your car and drive it
Take it to a motel room
And take 'em off in private
A part of me has just been ripped
The pages from my mind are stripped
Oh, no, I can't deny it
Oh yeah, I guess I gotta buy it
(Refrain)
Na na, na-na na na...
13 I'm Keeping Your Poop (02:20)
I'm keepin' your poop in a jar
Till the day you come back, so Idon't forget just what you are
Yeah I'm keepin' your poop in a jar
You thought you took everything ,but you left somethin behind me.
I scooped it out, I bottled it up.
And now its there on the stand by the bed to remind me.
In case I ever forgit , you're just a piece of .... poop.
I'm keeping your poop in a jar, till the day you come back
So I dont forget just what you are,
Yeah I'm keepin' your poop in a jar.
(Hey pretty pretty lady)
Let me testify,
I had a moment of weakness once , so I opened the lid for a smell.
Then it all came back to me baby, in one vapourous rush I remembered you well
How could I ever forgit , ah but you're a piece of poop.
I'm keepin' your poop in a jar, 'til the day you come back so dont forget just what you are,
Yeah I'm keepin' your poop in a jar,
Ho everybody sing,
I'm keepin your poop in a jar, till the day you come back so I dont forget just what you are
Yeah I'm keepin' your poop in a jar,
Keepin' your a poop in a jar.
Keepin' your poop in a jar.
Keepin' your ...a ... poop in a jar!
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