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Un disco davvero carino ed energico questo Decadence degli Head Automatica. Uno di quei cd che ti risolvono le feste, uno di quei cd da mettere a palla in macchina quando porti per la prima volta una ragazza in giro per farle vedere quanto sei cool. La formula è semplice: ritornelli e ritmi che si stampano in testa dopo un ascolto, elettronica sparsa dovunque ma con discrezione e chitarre molto rock'n'roll e dirette.
Il primo pezzo "At The Speed Of A Yellow Bullet" fa capire subito come stanno le cose: il Come On è sempre efficace, e il riff è di quelli da far saltare pure le vecchiette. La traccia numero 2 "Brooklyn Is Burning" avvolge prepotentemente mentre il rullante diventa padrone dei nostri timpani; e poi parlare di discoteche in pezzi che apparentemente potrebbero sembrare vicini alla filosofia rock è quantomai ruffiano di questi tempi. "Beating Heart Baby" è la traccia migliore, il basso strizza l'occhio al pop più sfacciato, e la pedaliera incombe in modo teatrale e quasi spettrale nel ritornello. Il coretto in voce simil-femminile è davvero irresistibile. "Please Please Please (Hollywood Young)" potrebbe essere il main-theme di una qualsiasi delle trasmissioni di MTV, il riff morbido si scioglie nelle orecchie nel ritornello. Davvero gradevole. La traccia 5 "King Ceasar" parte come se una band di 16enni stesse facendo gracchiare gli strumenti nel garage, "The Razor" è esplosiva e sexy, il ritornello è luce, è piacere fisico. Di altissimo livello anche "Dance Party Plus", "Disco Hades II" e "Solid Gold Telephone". Colpisce poi la parte strumentale quasi hip hop di "Head Automatica Soundsystem".
Un cd molto piacevole, da "saturday night".
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04 Please Please Please (Young Hollywood) (04:09)
You scream louder than fiction, and you get down on your knees,
And tear open your heart, so I can love you and your disease.
You Lick the hand that feeds you, and kiss the blade that cuts.
I want to fuck you in your God's hands,
When your praying bites the dust.
Please, Please, Please, Please, Please, Please, Please, Please.
Let me anoint the lust inside you.
Please, Please, Please, Please, Please, Please, Please, Please.
Let me devalue you what's inside you.
Hollywood at night hanging around,
If this is a must, then dying is a must right now.
Hollywood at night hanging around,
If this is a must, then dying is a must right now.
And I'll deny you.
Fact or fiction? Fact or fiction? Fact or fiction?
It's a mission to survive, and learn to want you.
When I hate, when I hate what's all inside.
Please, Please, Please, Please, Please, Please, Please, Please.
Let me anoint the lust inside you.
Please, Please, Please, Please, Please, Please, Please, Please.
Let me devalue what's inside you.
Hollywood at night hanging around,
If this is a must, then dying is a must right now.
Hollywood at night hanging around,
If this is a must, then dying is a must right now.
You scream louder than fiction, and you get down on your knees,
and tear open your heart, so I can love you and your disease.
You Lick the hand that feeds you, and kiss the blade that cuts.
I want to fuck you in your God's hands,
When your praying bites the dust.
Please, Please, Please, Please, Please, Please, Please, Please.
Let me anoint the lust inside you.
Please, Please, Please, Please, Please, Please, Please, Please.
Let me devalue what's inside you.
Hollywood at night hanging around,
If this is a must, than dying is a must right now.
Hollywood at night hanging around,
If this is a must, than dying is a must right now.
Hollywood at night hanging around,
if this is a must, then dying is a must right now.
Hollywood at night hanging around,
if this is a must, then dying is a must right now.
06 The Razor (03:30)
this is television, late night television, scripted with precision
a corner store pulp fiction sits where your heart isn't
and with your eyes so green, and your pinkish theme
you made an old friend seem rather dead to me
alas, the weapon sex can be
your body is a weapon and you're afraid it could get out
a friend of the devil and you're afraid it could get out
don't say i don't cut when i do, i do, i do
don't say i'm lying when i'm true, i'm true, i'm true
the razor
you rub of suspicious, so vile and aniscious, with a heart so vicious
and dare you ask what this is, this is so delicious
to eat the best of you like the others do
we take your pride from you
the drive-in, the embassy, the jets, it's all the same to me
your body is a weapon and you're afraid it could get out
a friend of the devil and you're afraid it could get out
don't say i don't cut when i do, i do, i do
don't say i'm lying when i'm true, i'm true, i'm true
the razor (the razor)
don't say we're healing when it's just not what we do
so many suitors, i don't even have a suit to wear
so many influential fingers running through your hair
i am the razor in the hands of your heart
and i am the razor in the hands of god
don't say i don't cut when i do, i do, i do (i do, i do)
don't say i'm lying when i'm true, i'm true, i'm true (i do,i do)
the razor (the razor)
don't say we're healing when it's just not what we do (the razor)
don't say we're healing when it's just not what we do (the razor)
don't say we're healing when it's just not what we do
07 Dance Party Plus (03:21)
You'll never catch a penny-pinching liar off guard,
You can't escape the tension till it leaves you undone,
You can't imagine passion till your hearts become one,
And you can't imagine rhythm until the beat has just begun.
A thousand acts of thoughtlessness...
A thousand acts of thoughtlessness...
In and out, I'm dancing
In and out, I'm dancing in your head
I'm in your head..
In and out, I'm dancing
In and out, I'm dancing in your head
I'm in your head.
Set against a ravishing backdrop,
With a bleak and violent future,
Now With no common cause here,
We're marooned with the hungry vultures, yeah.
So pack the clubs to the rafters,
Dropping rhymes to the electrical sounds,
We're beacons of light and hope here,
We've got the room spinning round and round...
In and out, I'm dancing
In and out, I'm dancing in your head
I'm in your head..
In and out, I'm dancing
In and out, I'm dancing in your head
I'm in your head.
In and out, I'm dancing
In and out, I'm dancing in your head
I'm in your head..
In and out, I'm dancing
In and out, I'm dancing in your head
I'm in your head.
Dance, party..
Plus destruction,
Dance, party..
Plus corruption,
Dance, party..
Plus destruction,
Dance, party..
Plus corruption
I'm in your head,
I'm in your head,
I'm in your head,
I'm in your head...
09 Solid Gold Telephone (02:23)
teen runaway, youth depraved, your time is almost here
shimmies and shakes, stands by her side
and whispers something in her ear
"you can't go home high, not tonight"
go man go, saturn here we come
and if you're in the know,
your soul's solid gold
teen runaway, youth depraved, grows tipsy off wine
but baby makes a sweet embrace a gift so very hard to find
"you can't go home high, not tonigh"
go man go, saturn here we come
and if you're in the know,
your soul's solid gold
go man go, saturn here we come
and if you're in the know
go man go, saturn here we come
and if you're in the know
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