Chi conosce bene i Katatonia conosce anche la loro filosofia musicale: dagli esordi quasi black/doom del passato hanno evoluto il loro suono, sono diventati fautori di una musica malinconica che colpisce dritto al cuore, orgogliosi alfieri di un mondo nero e disperato come solo potevano concepirlo.
"Discouraged Ones", dai colori caldi e opprimenti, era una perla di dolore e malinconia, una caduta in un pozzo senza fine; "Tonight's Decision", freddo nei colori e nelle sensazioni, era come una risalita, una botta di suono che spazzava via tutto il marciume precedente, una tempesta di gothic rock poetico e viscerale, rasentando comunque il filo della disperazione...
Ora, con "Last Fair Deal Gone Down", non si poteva arrivare che alla pura miseria rassegnata, alla totale disillusione. Il culmine di un mal di vivere portato avanti ormai da ben due album (volendo ignorare quelli di inizio carriera come l'immenso capolavoro "Brave Muyrder Day" che appartengono ad un diverso periodo compositivo della band svedese) che non poteva far altro che esplodere. Tuttavia un disco non del tutto riuscito: seppur tremendamente intenso nelle sensazioni, sembra però che i Katatonia, immersi nelle loro ricerche spirituali, abbiano perso un po' quel carisma che li contraddistingueva in passato, dando vita a composizioni notevoli ma anche ad altre meno ricercate e, diciamo così, sempliciotte.
Era normale però che il gruppo arrivasse a questo punto, dopo una parabola umorale sempre più proiettata verso il basso, dopo aver esplorato ogni territorio possibile nell'ambito del cosidetto depressive-gothic metal. Un gruppo che però continua a stupire come ha sempre fatto, come dimostrano le bellissime "Tonight's music", "Tearges" o "Sweet Nurse", con ritornelli che si scolpiscono nel cuore e non escono più, o "Passing Bird" dai toni quasi doom in perfetto stile Candlemass, senza dimenticare canzoni più agressive e ricercate come "Transpire", "Clean Today" e "Don't Tell A Soul", con più di un cedimento in alcuni casi ma sempre e comunque intense, o composizioni come "Chrome" o "Future Of Speech", riconoscibili in più casi per lo stile tipicamente katatoniano ma forse proprio per questo belle da innamorarsene al primo ascolto.
Insomma, non il miglior album del gruppo, ma un capitolo a dir poco fondamentale nella loro discografia. Gran bel disco in ogni caso (il voto 3 può sembrare basso ma per me corrisponde a un 7,5).
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01 Dispossession (05:36)
It is to see a traitor go free
It is to feel a filter in me
It is to leave the lights that I saw
It is to ask: is it easy to go
In this dead hour
Here with you
Seconds are worthless
In this dead hour
When all is blank
Minutes are worthless
How long will it take until
There will be room enough for hope
It is so sad to see
Dispossession
It has become my obsession
It is to have a knife in my back
It is to say my soul got a crack
In this dead hour
Here with you
Seconds are worthless
In this dead hour
When all is blank
Minutes are worthless
How long will it take until
There will be room enough for hope
It is so sad to see
Dispossession
It has become my obsession
In this dead hour
Here with you
Seconds are worthless
In this dead hour
When all is blank
Minutes are worthless
02 Chrome (05:14)
The walls are painted
Different every second
My eyes are of chrome
It is television
Can't let go of my leg
It's itching so and bleeding
Layer by layer
I'm peeling away
Burn down my house
And make something happen
Stab me in the heart
And make something stop
'Cause I am so distracted
I am slightly shocked
By how things can keep going
Like a dead man's clock
A mirror is hanging
Kinda loose on my wall
I'm passing it sideways
I'm saying hello
My brother is halfways
Through a book I've left him
Called me today
To see what I'd say
Burn down my house
And make something happen
Stab me in the heart
And make something stop
'Cause I am so distracted
I am slightly shocked
By how things can keep going
Like a dead man's clock
03 We Must Bury You (02:50)
We had you down on your knees
We were kicking you in the head
We tried to hang you from the trees
We didn't stop until you were dead
We must bury you
We must bury you
We must bury you so deep
That no one should find you
Forgive me for covering my eyes
Forgive me for not saving you
Forgive me for being so unwise
Forgive me for letting this be true
We must bury you
We must bury you
We must bury you so deep
That no one should find you
04 Teargas (03:23)
Why have you put so many things into my eyes
That I can't see clear
Who's paid you for telling me what I'm worth
And run in fear
It has been for me a strain to see already
What have you done
The rising noise
The sharpened smells
The deadened sight
What is it in my eyes
A piece of broken glass
Is this the time I should be on my knees for you
Is this your way of telling
Another has been found
Now I know,
It's teargas in my eyes
What is it in my eyes
A piece of broken glass
Is this the time I should be on my knees for you
Is this your way of telling
Another has been found
Now I know,
It's teargas in my eyes
05 I Transpire (05:56)
I can't say that I am free
As long as they return
If I had a way out of here
Would I then return?
They seldom will speak, no
They only breathe, slow
Do they know that I'm afraid, so afraid
They depend on my worries, so I know
I'm awake, I'm right in the circle now
I am with them
There is no way I am going to be free
Because their hearts, they are similar to mine
There is no way they are going to release me
From this chain of rows unto our own hearts
I can't say that I regret my promises
I can't say that I regret behaving like enemies
I seldom will speak, no
I only breathe, ghost
Do they know that I'm afraid, so afraid
They depend on my worries, so I know
I'm awake, I'm right in the circle now
I am with them
There is no way I am going to be free
Because their hearts, they are similar to mine
There is no way they are going to release me
From this chain of rows unto our own hearts
06 Tonight's Music (04:20)
who could call my name without regretting
who could see beyond this my darkness
and for once save their own prayers
who could mirror down just a little
of their sun
how could this go so very wrong
that I must depend on darkness
would anyone follow me further down
how could this go so very far
that I need someone to say
what is wrong
not with the world but me
who could call my name without regretting
who could promise to never destroy me
tonight my head is full of wishes
and everything I drink is full of her
how could this go so very wrong
that I must depend on darkness
would anyone follow me further down
how could this go so very far
that I need someone to say
what is wrong
not with the world but me
what is wrong
not with the world but me
what is wrong
not with the world but me
07 Clean Today (04:23)
all the white lights falling
the blue lights are falling
night is warm
came down with a promise
I have my best shirt on
I lower myself now
it is a way to forgot
of last year's failure
will the streetlight reflect me well enough
am I transparent when I am clean
will the darkness around me be so strong
that there is no way be seen
boys will we become
heroes of this night
or am I just happy
whenever not sober
I cleaned myself well
clean today
and when I pause for a breath
I see millions like me
08 The Future of Speech (05:40)
My prospects have become less promising
I find it hard to believe in anything
Seems I lost my world and so I lost my faith
And I can't go back to where I've been
Brand new day
Can't get worse
I have no lies or truth in what I say
(There) is no meaning
The words are numb but I'm so afraid
(There) Is no meaning
This is another chance or so I'm told
By these who can push themselves at any cost
They bless me with their fingers crossed
My youth is stolen, transformed and sold
Myself say
Can't get worse
I have no lies or truth in what I say
(There) is no meaning
The words are numb but I am so afraid
(There) is no meaning
I have no lies or truth in what I say
(There) is no meaning
The words are numb but I am so afraid
(There) is no meaning
A brand new day
It can't get worse
Hear myself say
It can't get worse
A brand new day
It can't get worse
Hear myself say
It can't get worse
I have no lies or truth in what I say
(There) is no meaning
The words are numb but I am so afraid
(There) is no meaning
I have no lies or truth in what I say
(There) is no meaning
The words are numb but I am so afraid
(There) is no meaning
09 Passing Bird (03:38)
She's got black hair
And she has got a black dress
She's pretending
That her life is a mess
But I cannot rest
With so many worries
I can't lie down
And say I am done
I live because I need more light
I hope I can change today
She would never think of changing
Too much fucking emo, its false (I know)
She's got black hair
And she has got a black dress
She's pretending
That her life is a mess
She stops me in the street
And asks me to follow
I would if I could
If I wouldn't mind breaking her
And I cannot rest
With so many worries
I can't lie down
And say I am done
I live because I need more light
I hope I can change today
She would never think of changing
Too much fucking emo, its false (I know)
10 Sweet Nurse (03:57)
Oh my sweet nurse
Pull the curtain aside for a while
So that I can for once have
The sun in my eye
You smile and say
It's a fine day
Oh my sweet nurse
Pull the curtain aside for a while
Then like a ghost at night
You come around all dressed in white
Talking to me
And so I have to drink
The water with your poison spilled
For no more will
Oh my sweet nurse
Seems you have so little time
That you rather put
Me to sleep than sit by my side
Then like a ghost at night
You come around all dressed in white
Talking to me
And so I have to drink
The water with your poison spilled
For no more will
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Altre recensioni
Di dying_sun
Una pugnalata al fegato non è mai stata così dolce…
Il CD parla da sé e non ha bisogno di parole.
Di velvetunderground
Quest'album ha tutte le carte in regola per diventare un futuro capolavoro.
Vi lascerà una strana sensazione, che non vorreste abbandonare più.
