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"Qual è l'ultima canzone che avete suonato stasera? E' stato il brivido più intenso della mia intera vita". Parole di Bob Dylan, rivolte ai Kings Of Leon.
Credo che sia il sogno di chiunque, suvvia, che il signor Dylan pronunci queste bellissime parole. Chissà se il buon Caleb è svenuto, ha abbracciato felice il vecchio Bob, o semplicemente ha sorriso compiaciuto, consapevole che il nuovo lavoro della sua band ha raggiunto delle vette indiscutibili, oltrechè inaspettate.
E così, cari miei, da discreta band di garage rock e poc'altro, i K.O.L. si guadagnano la medaglia d'oro per il salto in alto più clamoroso dell'anno. Non ci sono altre parole per descrivere questo strabiliante terzo album "Because Of The Times", un incredibile disco rock denso e roccioso che sembra saltar fuori da una polverosa cantina chiusa sin dagli anni '70.
Palle quadrate, si diceva, già dalla possente apertura "Knocked Up", sette minuti abbondanti in cui la voce (in forma stellare) di Caleb Followill si adagia su una melodia scarna e basata sul basso, ma interrotta da mitragliate ora di batteria, ora di chitarra elettrica. E' comunque tutto il disco a sprizzare qualità da tutti i pori, da "Charmer" (sorta di capocciata fra un Eddie Vedder bello incazzato e un Kele Okereke positivo all'etilometro) a "On Call" (ottima ma rappresentante il lato più commerciale - e commerciabile - dell'opera), dalle sfuriate hard di "McFearless" e "Black Thumbnail" alla vena filoclericale di "The Runner", sino ad arrivare a "My Party", quattro minuti e dieci secondi netti di sfrenato punk-funk che spazzano via in un sol colpo l'intera discografia dei Franz Ferdinand. Come non segnalare, poi, il ritmato singolo "Fans", in cui Caleb si diverte fingendosi afono. "Arizona", poi, è la chiusura perfetta anche nel titolo, che ne evoca in maniera pienamente esaustiva le atmosfere.
Una musica che sembra provenire da tempi e luoghi lontani, polverosa e rétro (comunque mai nel senso dispregiativo del termine) ma ben scolpita e smussata, che riesce ad essere sia bastone sia carota, un pugno in faccia o una carezza rinfrancante, ma sempre e comunque qualcosa di chiaro ed inequivocabile. Della voce di Caleb Followill abbiamo già accennato, è sicuramente il mezzo che dà la giusta quadratura del cerchio (con la sua espressività che ha ormai raggiunto livelli spaventosamente incisivi) ad una proposta ormai matura e consapevole.
Il sentiero della buona musica, in questo 2007 ormai inoltrato, passa anche dal cortile dei Kings Of Leon.
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01 Knocked Up (07:10)
I don't care what nobody says we're gonna have a baby
Takin' off in a Coupe de Ville she's buckled up on navy
She don't care what her momma says no she's gonna have my baby
I'm taking all I have to take because taken gonna shape me
People call us renegades because we like living crazy
We like taking on the town because people are getting lazy
I don't care what nobody says no I'm gonna be her lover
Always mad and usually drunk, but I love her like no other
And the doctor seems to say he don't know where we're gonna go
I'm a ghost and I don't think I quite know where we're gonna go
People call us renegades because we like living crazy
We like takin' on this town because people are getting lazy
I don't care what nobody says no I'm going to be her lover
Always mad and usually drunk but I love her like no other
And her daddy doesn't think he quite knows where we're gonna go
I'm a ghost and I don't think I quite know where we're gonna go...
Where we're gonna go...
Where we're gonna go...
Where we're gonna go...
Where we're gonna...
People call us renegades...
We like taking on this town...
I don't care what nobody says we're gonna have a baby
Taking off in a Coupe de Ville she's buckled up on navy
She don't care what her momma says no she's gonna have my baby
I'm takin' all I have to take because taken gonna shape me
02 Charmer (02:56)
She's such a charmer, oh no
She's such a charmer, oh no
She's always looking at me
She's always looking at me
She's such a charmer, oh no
Oh, no
She's stole my karma oh no
Sold it to the farmer, oh no
She's always looking at me
She's always looking at me
She's such a charmer, oh no
Oh, no
Born in West Virginia, oh no
Married to the preacher, oh no
She's always looking at me
She's always looking at me
She's such a charmer, oh no
Oh, no
She's always looking at me
She's always looking at me
She's such a charmer, oh no
Oh, no
03 On Call (03:21)
She said call me now baby, and I'd come a running.
She said call me now baby, and I'd come a running.
If you'd call me now baby then I'd come a running.
I'm on call to be there.
One and all to be there.
And When I fall to pieces.
Lord you know I'll be there waiting.
To be there.
To be there.
I'm on call to be there.
One and all to be there.
And When I fall to pieces.
Lord you know I'll be there waiting.
I'm gon' brawl, so be there.
One for all I'll be there.
And when they fall to pieces.
Lord you know, I'll be there laughing.
I'd come a running.
I'd come a running.
I'd come a running.
To be there.
To be there.
I'm on call, to be there.
I'm on call, to be there.
I'm on call, to be there.
I'm on call, to be there.
04 McFearless (03:09)
Strain living with a name
They get the best of me
But i'm no walker away
No compliant i got much to gain
they so they keep testing me
I keep feeding their face
They could could go
off and hit the road
And what would i care
Hell i ain't going nowhere
I got the reigns
And courage i was made of
And they've got fake love
(Chorus)
So i know i must show
It's my show
I must go
With my soul
Not my hand
Where i stand
It's my role
It's my soul
Pearl and Necklaces and Girls
And all the Pretty things
I ain't seeking to have
It's safe to say if i don't get this out of me
I might quite easily
End up dead or just mad
Cross my t's
and try to dot my i's
But thats just blinding me
And i ain't living that way
I roll my sleeves to make a better man of me
Or i might easily
(Chorus)
Just give up on this show
It's my show
I must go
With my soul
Not my hand
Where i stand
It's my role
It's my show
(Chorus)
So i know i must show
It's my show
I must go
With my soul
Not my hand
Where i stand
It's my role
It's my soul
And my show
It's my show
09 Fans (03:36)
Homegrown rock to the rhythm and bop to the beat of the radio
You ain't got the slang but you got the face to play the role and
You can play with me
And all the bros
Try for the courage and try for charity tight clothes
She's got a hat and all the hat says is asshole
She'll be bobbing to me
Pretty hairdos and those lipstick kisses blown yeah that's the right move
Make me feel like I'm the one who moves you
The only one you see
Take it down and don't you let those tears quench the thirsty ground
And don't you be so scared that you can't make a sound
Make a sound for me
All of London sing
'Cause England swing and they sure love the tales I bring
Those raining days they ain't so bad when you're the king
The king they want to see
Homegrown rock to the rhythm and bop to the beat of the radio
You ain't got the slang but you got the face to play the role and
You can play with me
Pretty hairdos and those lipstick kisses blown yeah that's the right move
Make me feel like I'm the one who is moving you
The only one you see
All of London sing
'Cause England swing and they sure love the tales I bring
Those raining days they ain't so bad when you're the king
The king they want to be
10 The Runner (04:16)
Our time as we go
We know our times will change
I talk to jesus
Jesus says i'm OK
Pushin and jumpin
Jumpin the mountain range
Burning up railroad
Railroad from hell to Maine
(Chorus)
Why does she say she's on her own
I'll pacing on the phone
Taking numbers taken blame
Awful sick and tired of the game
She comes from nothing
Hoping for a trace of fame
She's got a birthmark
Birthmark the shape of Maine
(Chorus)
Why does she say she's on her own
I'll pacing on the phone
Taking numbers taken blame
Awful sick and tired of the game
And it's cold
And it's cold
And it's cold when you're near
Cold when you're nearing the bottom
And it's cold
And it's cold
And it's cold when you're near
Cold when you're nearing the bottom
Our time as we go
we know how times will change
I'll talk to jesus
Jesus everyday
Our time as we go
11 Trunk (03:57)
Well I got
What she wants
Ah her nose
A tied knot
I got one mile of gold
On down the road
On down the road
Well she got
What I want
And she knows
What I'm not
And I got one mile of gold
On down the road
On down the road
She sang:
Whooooooo
Whooooooo
Whooooooo
Whooooooo
She got
What I want
And she knows
What I'm not
And I got one mile of gold
On down the road
On down the road
She sang:
Whooooooo
Whooooooo
Whooooooo
Whooooooo
Whooooooo
Whooooooo
Whooooooo
Whooooooo
Whooooooo
Whooooooo
Whooooooo
12 Camaro (03:06)
She look so cool in her new Camaro
It's black as coal and it goes boy, go go go
I brought my fight next to her Camaro
And when I fire on a smile then she blows, she blows
I'm makin eyes through my sharp sunglasses
She's such a brat now I'm packin her cigarettes
I guess I'll take off these great sunglasses
It makes her look me in the eye before she's taken away
So cool in her new Camaro
It's black as coal and it goes boy, go go go
She looks so cool in that new Camaro
So black as coal and it goes, don't it go go go
She look so cool in her new Camaro
It's black as coal and it goes boy, go go go
I brought my fight next to her Camaro
And when I fire on a smile then she blows, she blows
She blows, she blows
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