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Mah, una recensione non mi pare il caso...alcune considerazioni sì.
Benefit e i Jethro Tull...
Chi erano i Jethro Tull per me ad inizio anni '90? Aqualung e Thick as a Brick certo! A Ministrel in the Gallery, eccome!
L'adesivo di Too Old to Rock sulla cinquecento sgangerata del papà di un mio amico...eh sì Ian Anderson che ci invita ad attaccarsi...
Poi una sera metto la radio delle forze armate americane di stanza nel Nordest e c'è (in diretta e in Italia!!!) una intervista fiume allo scozzese.
Il nostro Ian è in gran spolvero e ,tra un inchino e uno sberleffo, sta celebrando il 25° dalla pubblicazione di Benefit.
L'album viene mandato nella sua interezza e ogni canzone viene commentata gustosamente dal Bardo, che ci gode come un porcello nel fango.
Naturalmente il giorno dopo mi precipito a comprare il CD...
Adesso se uscissimo dalla comfort zone che ci dice che Aqualung è il Capolavoro e che Benefit è un buon album dei Jethro Tull...
...Mi verrebbe da dire il contrario...Certi interludi di Aqualung potrebbero avere il sapore di riempitivo acustico...My God è una palla dai...
In Benefit Anderson mi sembra meno autorefenziale e più attento a confezionare brani compiuti.
A volte mi domando se il nostro giudizio sia condizionato più del dovuto da quello che abbiamo letto o dalle recensioni "guidate" di certi critici nostrani.
Lo Scaruffi che demolisce i Beatles non mi lascia dormire la notte...e se avesse ragione lui?!?!?
Elenco tracce testi samples e video
01 With You There to Help Me (06:26)
In days of peace
sweet smelling summer nights
of wine and song;
dusty pavements burning feet.
Why am I crying, I want to know.
How can I smile and make it right?
For sixty days and eighty nights
and not give in and lose the fight.
I'm going back to the ones that I know,
with whom I can be what I want to be.
Just one week for the feeling to go
and with you there to help me
then it probably will.
I won't go down
acting the same old play.
Give sixty days for just one night.
Don't think I'd make it: but then I might.
I'm going back to the ones that I know,
with whom I can be what I want to be.
Just one week for the feeling to go
and with you there to help me
then it probably will.
04 Son (02:57)
Oh, I feel sympathy. Be grateful my son for what you get.
Expression and passion. Ten days for watching the sunset;
when I was your age amusement we made for ourselves.
"Permission to breathe sir". Don't talk like that, I'm your old man.
They'll soon be demobbed son, so join up as soon as you can.
You can't borrow that 'cause that's for the races and doesn't grow on trees.
I only feel what touches me
and feel in touching I can see
a better state to be in.
Who has the right
to question what I might do,
in feeling I should touch the real
and only things I feel.
It's advice and it's nice to know when you're best advised.
You're only turned thirty, so son, you'd better apologize.
And when you grow up, if you're good we will buy you a bike.
08 Inside (03:52)
All the places I've been make it hard to begin
To enjoy life again on the inside, but I mean to.
Take a walk around the block
And be glad that I've got
Me some time to be in from the outside,
And inside with you.
I'm sitting on the corner feeling glad.
Got no money coming in but I can't be sad.
That was the best cup of coffee I ever had.
And I won't worry about a thing because we've got it made,
Here on the inside, outside so far away.
And we'll laugh and we'll sing
Get someone to bring
Our friends here for tea in the evening
Old Jeffrey makes three...
Take a walk in the park,
Does the wind in the dark
Sound like music to you?
Well I'm thinking it does to me.
Can you cook, can you sew?
Well, I don't want to know.
That is not what you need on the inside,
To make the time go.
Counting lambs, counting sheep
We will fall into sleep
And awake to a new day of living,
And loving you so.
09 Play in Time (03:53)
Got to take in what I can.
There is no time to do what must be done,
While I do some thinking.
Sleeping is hard to come by,
So we'll all sit down and try to play in time,
and we feel like singing.
Talking to people in my way.
Blues were my favorite colour,
til I looked around and found another song
that I felt like singing.
Trying so hard to reach you;
playing what must be played, what must be sung
and it's what I'm singing.
Talking to people in my way.
Carico i commenti... con calma
Altre recensioni
Di the green manalishi
Già dalle prime note di flauto con effetto eco si avverte la potenza di 'Benefit'.
Ian Anderson è uno dei più grandi lyricist della storia del rock.
Di Battlegods
Questo cd è considerato da molti come un disco di transizione della band o come il predecessore del GRANDISSIMO CAPOLAVORO 'Aqualung'.
Con 'To Cry You A Song' si ritorna con una grande canzone hard rock suonata magistralmente dal chitarrista Barre, grazie ai suoi riff e assoli molto interessanti.
