• Voto:
"Hey Capo, quanto costa quella?"
"15 Euro!"
"Ci vediamo dopo ....cazzo.....ora non sono in vena di tirar fuori 15
euro, per una faccia sopra una T-Shirt"
.....più tardi, quella stessa sera.....
"Hey capo, ora sono sbronzo di note, abbastanza, per farmi stuprare
dalle tue esose richieste economiche. Quanto costa quella?"
"Sempre 15 euro!"
"Te ne do 5!"
"Dammene 10 e tornatene a casa.....fumato!"
E così che, una sera della scorsa estate, al termine del suo concerto, a Pescara, riuscii a scucire una T-Shirt di Lou con l'immagine della copertina di "Transformer". Mentre mi dirigevo alla macchina, in compagnia di Tore (la mia guida alcoolica), mi rigiravo quella t-shirt .... "cazzo..... in auto, mettiamo su American Poet .....a mo' di mantra pacificatore". E l'alcoolizzato: "E bell !!" Mentre eravamo alla ricerca di una stramaledetta autostrada che ci riportasse a Napoli, e i Tots attaccavano "White Light/White Heat", il compagno di viaggio Tore, sempre più ebbro di note, dimenava la sua testa, incurante del fatto che su quell'emisfero non giacesse più un solo capello. E mentre lui si dimenava, io imboccavo l'autostrada. Nel cuore della notte, le note velvettiane risuonavano, e pensavo che tutto sommato, il vecchio Lou, si era scelto una buona backing Band per il suo esordio da solista. Vinny Laporta ed Eddie Raynolds ci davano dentro al punto che, sulla testa dell'alcoolico passeggero sembrava cominciassero a ricrescere i capelli. L'incalzante "Vicious" ci dava gusto e assecondava il su è giù di quell'autostrada.
Gl'ululati cagneschi del vecchio Lou risuonavano nella notte, e stavamo diventando tutt'uno con essa .... quella faccia, sul quale il makeup si stendeva inquietante, giaceva sul sedile posteriore. Mentre il vecchio Lou se ne stava sulla Lexington, con 26 dollari in mano, ad aspettare il suo pusher portoricano, noi aspettavamo con la stessa impazienza lo svincolo della molisana (non che la Lexington e la molisana abbiano lo stesso tenore rock....intendiamoci). "Lo svincolo chiuso ... cazzo!!" il boogie di "Walk it Talk it", e ad un certo punto nemmeno ci siamo accorti di essere a pochi chilometri da Foggia. "L'alcoolico dimenato", aveva riportato per un attimo il suo cervello sulla terra, forse era "Sweet Jane" che lo aveva stancato, "non se ne può più di sto cazzo di pezzo, Lou!!". Ma diciamolo, l'insofferenza per la "Dolce Jane" può durare giusto una strofa, giusto il tempo di trovare la strada per Campobasso. Nel cuore della notte, le nostre vesciche reclamavano vendetta, e mentre Lou si augurava un rapido decesso per Doug "il rovina famiglie" Yule, noi ci chiedavamo come fosse possibile che in pieno Luglio, in quello sperduto angolo di mondo chiamato Bojano, facesse cosi freddo. Chiedetelo "all'alcoolizzato dimenato", nell'ora successiva, "Heroin" mi doveva essere entrata in circolo, perché ingaggiai una battaglia con il navigatore satellitare che voleva Campobasso, mentre io puntavo Isernia. "Ma ti sei drogato?....potevamo spartire!!" ..... e si, ora l'auto si era fiondata nella notte, curva, rettilineo, curva, rettilineo.....Isernia! "Satellite of Love", "Walk on the Wild Side", ormai il mantra aveva avuto i suoi effetti, cominciavamo a tranquillizzare il nostro spirito, ma non il nostro stomaco. Caianiello ci offrì ristoro e poi gli ultimi chilometri per Napoli, finalmente liberi, il mantra notturno di "American Poet" aveva assolto il suo compito. "I'm so Free !!". Da solo in auto ("L'alcoolizzato dimenato" aveva trascinato il suo peso verso casa), il raffinato attacco di "Berlin" e la carica "Rock'n'Roll" fecero scorrere i titoli di coda, su quella serata allucinata, tra spacciatori di Rock, venditori di t-shirt, "alcolizzati dimenati" e strade deserte. "Per questa notte può bastare.....caro Lou, abbiamo portato un po' della tua New York in giro per il Sud Italia".
..... dimenticavo..... compratelo questo disco... è davvero una grande esibizione dal vivo, non è ancora il Lou di "Rock'n'Roll Animal", gli arrangiamenti sono più scarni e meno "glammizzati"...... provate a vivere anche voi la vostra "Rock night" (ed ora che ho fatto lo spot....lo vado a riascoltare).
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01 White Light/White Heat (04:04)
White light goin' messin' up my mind
don't you know, it's gonna make me go blind
White heat, goin' down to my toes
Lord have mercy, white light had it, goodness knows
White light goin' down to my brain
hey, don't you know it's gonna make me insane
White heat, down to my toes
Lord have mercy, white light had it, goodness knows
forget it
White light
Ooohhh, white light
Ahhh, white heat
Ooohhh, yeah, white light
White light goin' messin' up my mind
don't you know, it's gonna make me go blind
White light, goin' down to my toes
Lord have mercy, white light had it, goodness knows
White light goin' messin' up my brain
don't you know it's gonna make me insane
White heat, goin' down to my toes
Lord have mercy, white light had it, goodness knows
forget it
Ooohhh, white light
Yeah, aaah, white light
White heat
Oh, baby, white light
white light, now, now, now
White light goin' messin' up my mind
don't you know, it's gonna make me go blind
White heat, goin' down to my toes
Lord have mercy, white light had it, goodness knows
White light goin' down to my brain, ooohhh
Oh, don't you know it's gonna make me insane
White heat, goin' down to my toes
Lord have mercy, white light had it, goodness knows
forget it
White light
Ooohhh, white light
Ooohhh, baby, white heat
Yeah, white light
02 Vicious (03:13)
Vicious, you hit me with a flower
You do it every hour
Oh, baby you're so vicious
Vicious, you want me to hit you with a stick
But all I've got is a guitar pick
Oh baby, you're so vicious
When I watch you come, baby, I just want to run far away
You're not the kind of person around I want to stay
When I see you walking down the street
I step on your hands and I mangle your feet
You're not the kind of person that I want to meet
Baby, oh you're so vicious, you're so vicious
Vicious, you hit me with a flower
You do it every hour
Oh, baby you're so vicious
Vicious, hey why don't you swallow razor blades
You must think that I'm some kind of gay blade
But baby, you're so vicious
When I see you coming I just have to run
You're not good and you certainly aren't very much fun
When I see you walking down the street
I step on your hand and I mangle your feet
You're not the kind of person that I'd even want to meet
'Cause you're so vicious, baby, you're so vicious
Vicious, vicious...
05 Sweet Jane (04:38)
Standing on the corner, suitcase in my hand
Jack is in his corset, jane is in her vest
And me, I'm in a rock'n'roll band
Ridin'a stutz bearcat, jim
You know, those were different times
Oh, all the poets, they studied rules of verse
And those ladies, they rolled their eyes
Sweet jane, sweet jane, sweet jane
jack, he is a banker
And jane, she is a clerk
And both of them save their monies
when they come home from work
Ooh, they be sittin' down by the fire
Oh, the radio does play
The classical music, said jim, the `march of the wooden soldiers`
All you protest kids, you can hear jack say, get ready
Sweet jane, come on, baby
Sweet jane, sweet jane
Some people, they like to go out dancing
Other peoples, they have to work
Just watch me now
And there's some evil mothers
Well they're gonna tell you that everything is just dirt
You know, that women never really faint
And that villains always blink their eyes
And that, you know, children are the only ones who blush
And that life is just to die
But anyone who ever had a heart
Oh, they wouldn't turn around and break it
And anyone who's ever played a part
Oh, they wouldn't turn around and hate it
Sweet jane, sweet jane, sweet jane ...
07 Heroin (08:34)
I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm goin' to try for the kingdom if I can
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
When I put a spike into my vein
Then I tell you things aren't quite the same
When I'm rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jesus' son
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know
I have made very big decision
I'm goin' to try to nullify my life
'Cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper's neck
When I'm closing in on death
You can't help me not you guys
All you sweet girls with all your sweet talk
You can all go take a walk
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess I just don't know
I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
I wish that I'd sailed the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
I put on a sailor's suit and cap
Away from the big city
Where a man cannot be free
Of all the evils in this town
And of himself and those around
Oh, and I guess I just don't know
Oh, and I guess I just don't know
Heroin, be the death of me
Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life
Because a mainer to my vein
Leads to a center in my head
And then I'm better off than dead
When the smack begins to flow
Then I really don't care anymore
About all the Jim-Jims in this town
And everybody putting everybody else down
And all of the politicians makin' crazy sounds
All the dead bodies piled up in mounds, yeah
Wow, that heroin is in my blood
And the blood is in my head
Yeah, thank God that I'm good as dead
Ooohhh, thank your God that I'm not aware
And thank God that I just don't care
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess I just don't know
08 Satellite of Love (03:28)
Satellite's gone up to the skies
Things like that drive me out of my mind
I watched it for a little while
I like to watch things on TV
*BUM BUM BUM* Satellite of love
*BUM BUM BUM* Satellite of love
*BUM BUM BUM* Satellite of love
Satellite of
Satellite's gone way up to Mars
Soon it'll be filled with parkin' cars
I watched it for a little while
I love to watch things on TV
*BUM BUM BUM* Satellite of love
*BUM BUM BUM* Satellite of love
*BUM BUM BUM* Satellite of love
Satellite of
I've been told that you've been bold
With Harry, Mark, and John
Monday and Tuesday, Wednesday through Thursday
With Harry, Mark, and John
Satellite's gone up to the skies
Things like that drive me out of my mind
I watched it for a little while
I love to watch things on TV
*BUM BUM BUM* Satellite of love
*BUM BUM BUM* Satellite of love
*BUM BUM BUM* Satellite of love
Satellite of
Satellite of love
09 Walk on the Wild Side (05:55)
Holly came from Miami, FLA
Hitch-hiked her way across the USA
Plucked her eyebrows on the way
Shaved her legs and then he was a she
She says, "Hey babe,
Take a walk on the wild side."
She said, "Hey honey,
Take a walk on the wild side."
Candy came from out on the Island
In the backroom she was everybody's darlin'
But she never lost her head
Even when she was giving head
She says, "Hey babe,
Take a walk on the wild side."
Said, "Hey babe,
Take a walk on the wild side."
And the colored girls go:
"Doo do doo do doo do do doo, ...."
Little Joe never once gave it away
Everybody had to pay and pay
A hussle here and a hussle there
New York City's the place where they said, "Hey babe,
Take a walk on the wild side."
I said, "Hey Joe,
Take a walk on the wild side."
Sugar Plum Fairy came and hit the streets
Lookin' for soul food and a place to eat
Went to the Apollo
You should've seen 'em go, go, go
They said, "Hey sugar,
Take a walk on the wild side."
I said, "Hey babe,
Take a walk on the wild side."
All right, huh
Jackie is just speeding away
Thought she was James Dean for a day
Then I guess she had to crash
Valium would have helped that bash
Said, "Hey babe,
Take a walk on the wild side."
I said, "Hey honey,
Take a walk on the wild side."
And the colored girls say:
"Doo do doo do doo do do doo, ...."
10 I'm So Free (03:52)
Yes I am mother nature's son
and I'm the only one
I do what I want and I want what I see
huh, could only happen to me
I'm so free
I'm so free
Oh, please, Saint Germaine
I have come this way
Do you remember the shape I was in
I had horns that bent
I'm so free
I'm so free
Do you remember the silver walks
you used to shiver and I used to talk
Then we went down to Times Square
and ever since I've been hanging around there
I'm so free
I'm so free
Yes I am mother nature's son
and I'm the only one
I do what I want and I want what I see
could only happen to me
I'm so free
I'm so free
Oh, oh, oh, I'm so free
oh, oh, oh, I'm so free
Oh, oh, oh, I'm so free
early in the morning, I'm so free
Late in the evening, I'm so free
yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm so free
When I feel good, I'm so free
when it's in the morning, I'm so free
When it's in the evening, I'm so free
I'm so free, I'm so free
I'm so free, I'm so free
feel so good, now, I'm so free
Oh, oh, oh, I'm so free
yeah, yeah, yeah, I'm so free
Oh, oh, oh, I'm so free
feel so good, now, I'm so free
Feel little nice, I'm so free
feel little down, now, I'm so free
You're so free, I'm so free
I'm so free, I'm so free
I'm so free, I'm so free
I'm so free, I'm so free
....
11 Berlin (06:00)
In Berlin, by the wall
you were five foot ten inches tall
It was very nice
candlelight and Dubonnet on ice
We were in a small cafe
you could hear the guitars play
It was very nice
it was paradise
You're right and I'm wrong
hey babe, I'm gonna miss you now that you're gone
One sweet day
Oh, you're right and I'm wrong
you know I'm gonna miss you now that you're gone
One sweet day
One sweet day
In a small, small cafe
we could hear the guitars play
It was very nice
candlelight and Dubonnet on ice
Don't forget, hire a vet
he hasn't had that much fun yet
It was very nice
hey honey, it was paradise
You're right and I'm wrong
oh babe, I'm gonna miss you now that you're gone
One sweet day
You're right, oh, and I'm wrong
you know I'm gonna miss you now that you're gone
One sweet day
One sweet day
One sweet day, one sweet day
oh, one sweet day
One sweet day, baby-baby, one sweet day
one sweet day, one sweet day
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