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Bruce Dickinson (Iron Maiden, ndr), lead vocalist in gruppo hardcore melodico...
Con questo semplice paragone, che potrà sembrare forse forzata, si può, già delineare lo stile e il brand distintivo degli Ignite.
Nonostante il nome non eccessivamente altisonante rispetto a loro più blasonati colleghi, la band originaria di Ocean County, California (Offspring e Atreyu), è attiva dal 1994 e ha diverse pubblicazioni alle spalle. Fautori di invettive socio-politiche, il combo sostiene da anni associazioni umanitarie come Medici Senza Frontiere e First Earth.
"Our Darkest Days" rappresenta tutt'ora l'ultimo capitolo discografico risalente al 2006, giudicato da molti addetti e non, come il loro migliore di sempre, e aggiungo io, tra i migliori dischi di questa decade nel suo ambito.
La particolarità che fa la differenza negli Ignite rispetto alla moltitudine di gruppi simili è la bellissima voce di Zoli Teglas, cantante di origini ungheresi, che grazia al suo sublime timbro vocale, capace di raggiungere sonorità altissime e irraggiungibili per un normale vocalist punk, avvalora ulteriormente la proposta di base, fatta di un avvicente hardcore melodico, dove vi è un buon bilanciamento tra melodie e velocità.
Dopo un gradevole e rapido antipasto che funge da intro "Intro (Our darkest days)" appunto, arriva "Bleeding", quella che è senza molti dubbi la perla del disco, nonché uno dei migliori anthem degli ultimi anni, con un ritornello, che non smetterete più di cantare a sguarciagola. Riesce nell'impresa persino di superare quella grande hit che fu "Veteran" sul precedente "A Place Called Home", ricordando un po' nel sound i migliori Offspring.
E' da subito chiaro come ad arricchire la resa sonora dei pezzi, sia proprio l'inflessione a tratti tipicamente "metal" (naturalmente sempre con le dovute proporzioni) dei pezzi. "Fear is our tradition" tra sapori malinconi e ritornelli stupendi è un altro highlight del disco, mentre con "Poverty for all" una base ritmica a cura di Craig Anderson quanto mai vivace, pone le fondamenta per una cavalcata dal sapore epico.
Dopo un inizio da paura "My judgemente day" rallenta un po' la struttura del disco, col suo mid-tempo ben ponderato e avvincente, stesso dicasi per "Slowdown", mentre "Save yourself" rientra nei classici della band, adempiendo anch'essa alla sua funzione.
Tuttavia, curiosamente i pezzi più aggressivi sono tutti riversati nella seconda parte del disco, ove la tripletta "Are you listening", "Know your history" e "Strenght", (intervallate solo dalla più orecchiabile "Three years") costituiscono un trittico di tutto rispetto, ove a spiccare sulla terna è "Know your history" un altro highlight, dove tra parti corali da stadio, voli pindarici, chitarre impazzite come schegge, gestite dalla coppia Balchack/Hill e un gran bel solo molto rock'n'roll, non mancheranno di incendiare il pit ai loro concerti.
A dispetto dell'ottimo songwriting e della varietà compositiva inviabile, dopo la riuscita cover in versione hc melodico del classico degli U2 "Sunday bloody sunday" (già presente come bonus track nella versione europea del precedente disco e qui rifatta in maniera leggermente diversa), i Californiani, dopo una setlist pressochè senza cali rilevanti, affidano alle sole note acustiche dell'emozionante ballad "Live for better days" (sul modello di "Swing life away" dei Rise Against) e ad una ghost-track con echi di world music (ove Zoli duetta con una voce femminile) la chiusura dello spettacolo.
Distribuito da Century Media per l'Europa e avvalorato anche da un raffinato artwork, "Our Darkest Days" a discapito del titolo, mostra alla luce del sole tutte le capacità e la grande classe degli Ignite.
Cento di questi giorni oscuri.
Elenco tracce testi e samples
02 Bleeding (02:02)
To my country
The mounting costs
Our freedom's lost
The death of liberty
We live in a Kingdom of reigns
The dogs of war rule the day
The hypocrites roam in gangs
The truth is lost
It's wars first casualty
Speak the truth
If you've got something to say
To leaf the boys off to war
Is to throw them away
Depleted rounds kill
RU-238
These troubled times
Bringing on our darkest days
Is this the death of liberty
Is this the price that life has come to mean
All our friends, now enemies
The misery of
Bleeding
To my country
The mounting costs
Our freedom's lost
The death of liberty
Tell the truth
If you've got something to say
No blood for oil, killing fields
Halliburton money
Wounded troops left to rot
No help from the VA
These troubled times
Bringing on our darkest days
Is this the death of liberty
Is this the price that life has come to mean
All our friends, now enemies
The misery of
Bleeding
To my country
The mounting costs
Our freedom's lost
The death of liberty
Speak the truth or Throw it away
Is this the death of liberty
Is this the price that life has come to mean
All our friends, now enemies
The misery of
Bleeding
To my country
The mounting costs
Our freedom's lost
The death of liberty
03 Fear Is Our Tradition (03:06)
The deformation of this land
That I hold dear
The fornication of our rights
Forgotten
Fit the mold or at odds be damned
Fear is our tradition
Rise from the sheep we are
Face your destination
Or be predetermined
We'll find our own way out
Trust the plain and simple minds
So moronic
Feel the knife inside our backs
Still thrusting
Sheltered eyes
See blind
Fear is our tradition
Rise from the sheep we are
Face your destination
Or be predetermined
We'll find our own way out
Seek the truth
Or pay the price
Turn off the box
Think for yourself
Hang from your mind
Within your cell
Remember what it's like to care
Bring about change
Fear is out tradition
Fear is our tradition
Rise from the sheep we are
Face your destination
Or be predetermined
We'll find our own way out
05 Poverty for All (02:13)
Sold by your own
October revolution
Out to the streets
To fight against the tyranny
In 56' we fought the occupation
The young and old
Against the Communist regime
The sorrow, a so-called liberation
The sorrow, a violent domination
Sorrow, the humiliation
Fifty years, the death of a nation
Poverty for all
But freedom's the exception
The Proletariat, now the
Red Bourgeoisie
The murder, the torture
The terror, the famine
Fifty years under the
Communist regimes
The sorrow, a so-called liberation
The sorrow, a violent domination
Sorrow, the humiliation
Fifty years, the death of a nation
The price of freedom,
is worth it to me
Fighting
A revolution
Fighting
For human rights
The Cheka, the Stasi
The human tragedies
The casualties of the state
Fifty years,
a tragic philosophy
Fifty years,
collective suffering
Fifty years,
we're the casualties
of the state
The sorrow, a so-called liberation
The sorrow, a violent domination
Sorrow, the humiliation
Fifty years, the death of a nation
06 My Judgement Day (02:25)
Success
I'm able to live my life in my way
Luck never gives, it lends
If you're willing to pay
I'm broken, but I'll mend
All I have is today
Yes, I'm broken, but I'll mend
Screaming, God please help save me
Tired of running out
I'm praying so much more
I'm thinking about going down
Down this broken, empty road
Progress
Has taken its toll
But I've changed my ways
I've pain all my amends
Before it was too late
I'm broken, but I'll mend
All I have is today
Screaming God please this time
Don't forget about me
Tired of running out
I'm praying so much more
I'm thinking about going down
Down this lonely road
I'm living from hand to mouth
Just like the times before
I'm tired of running around
Down this broken, empty road
Success, I'm blessed
For all I have today
Regrets, obsessed
This time I will obtain
What I've been waiting for
This is my judgement day
Tired of running out
I'm praying so much more
I'm thinking about going down
Down this lonely road
I'm living from hand to mouth
Just like the times before
I'm tired of running around
Down this broken, empty road
08 Save Yourself (02:30)
Everything you've said to me
Has been constant lies
Everyday you fail to see
I'm trying to help you
I'm losing grip on you
Can't seem to pull this though
You fight, can't win
Your time, at hand
Where is your belief
Can you save yourself
One more time, one more lie
Will it ever end
More repetition of your failing ways
More ammunition, come and
Put you in your final place
Can't stand to see you lose
Your saving grace
Your fight, can't win
Your time, at hand
Where is your belief
Can you save yourself
One more time, one more lie
Make it through another night
You're drowning in these waters
One more time, one more lie
Will it ever end
Everything you said to me was a lie
I'm losing grip on you
Can't seem to pull this through
You count your days
You change your ways
You're pushing, it's certain
Toward that final curtain
Tearing you apart
You're falling, you're failing
Alone in all your ailing
Here we go again
Where is your belief
Can you save yourself
One more time, one more lie
Make it through another night
You're drowning in these waters
One more time, one more lie
Will it ever end
09 Are You Listening (01:22)
You said you'd make a change
Instead you let the days
Just pass you by
All this time, wasted time
Why did you even try
And if it falls apart
At least I took a chance
Are you listening
I'm sorry
You're not the one
But I'm still here
I'm sorry
Your day has come
You think of no one else
Your talk is cheap
You've got nothing good to say
All your words, empty words
I hear them everyday
And if it falls apart
At least I took a chance
Are you listening
I'm sorry
You're not the one
But I'm still here
I'm sorry
Your day has come
10 Three Years (02:39)
The writing on the wall
The words that I can't read
Three years, is a long, long time
Your heart beats close to mine
There's no wrong or right
When it breaks
It breaks so miserably
I'm leaving constantly
You always said that
"I feel dead, nothing left for me"
The writing on the wall
The words that I can't read
I refuse to let this bury me
Three years, were the best of times
A time of sacrifice
There's no wrong or right
When it breaks
It breaks so miserably
My world got in the way
I've paid the price
The constant lies, opened up my eyes
The writing on the wall
The words that I can't read
I refuse to let this bury me
The writing on the wall
The words that I can't read
I think about you constantly
All the obstacles in my head now
I feel nothing, what was said
I hear nothing, and I feel no pain
All the obstacles in my head
I look at life through
Black eyes now
My mind, it screams to slow down
I hit a wall every single day
My worst fears, staring back at me
When it breaks, it breaks so miserably
I'm leaving constantly
You always said
"I feel dead, nothing left for me"
The writing on the wall
The words that I can't read
I refuse to let this bury me
12 Strength (01:44)
Give me strength
To hold my head up high
And spit back in their face
Give me the keys
To unlock these doors
And leave this world a better place
Sitting in a low lit room
What am I supposed to do
I'll stand my ground and fight for you
Hold my hand
And I'll help you through this
Don't you give up now
I want to help another
Persevere my brother
Sitting in a low lit room
What am I supposed to do
I'll stand my ground and fight for you
Give me strength
It takes your freedom from you
And leaves you all alone
So change your selfish ways
And leave this world a better place
Give me strength
To hold my head up high
To fight my darkest days
I'm going to start living tonight
And change my messed up ways
Sitting in a low lit room
What am I supposed to do
Sitting in a low lit room
I'll stand my ground and fight for you
13 Sunday Bloody Sunday (03:42)
I can't believe the news today
I can't close my eyes and make it go away
How long...
How long must we sing this song?
How long? How long...
'cause tonight...we can be as one
Tonight...
Oh...
Broken bottles under children's feet
Bodies strewn across the dead end street
But I won't heed the battle call
It puts my back up
Puts my back up against the wall
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
How long...
How long must we sing this song?
How long? How long...
'cause tonight...we can be as one
Tonight...
(tonight) Sunday, Bloody Sunday
(tonight) Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Oh, let's go!
Wipe the tears from your eyes (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
Oh, Wipe your tears away (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
Oh, wipe your blood shot eyes (Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
Sunday, Bloody Sunday
How long...
How long must we sing this song?
How long? How long...
'cause tonight...we can be as one
tonight
(tonight)...(Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
(tonight)...(Sunday, Bloody Sunday)
Oh, let's go
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