È uscito il secondo album dei Maritime. Ho deciso che avrei scritto la recensione, anche se non mi fosse piaciuto. Poi ho deciso che il disco mi piaceva. Infine ho ascoltato il disco. La copertina di un cd è cosa importante, in tempi di file-sharing sfrenato come i nostri. Così quest'album, ancor prima di premere play, parte bene. Anche meglio se pensi dove ha suonato questa gente. Inutile fare i nomi: li conoscete tutti, tutti quelli che (ormai) ai tempi dell'università rimpiangevano di non essere (ancora) collegiali americani, possibilmente di Milwaukee, per meglio godere del dono dei Promise Ring. Ok, menzione – non ce la faccio a tenermela – per i Cap'N Jazz che improvvisano dal vivo "Take On Me"... già, il filo rosso che tiene insieme 'ste righe slegate è l'affetto per i ragazzi, non chiedetemi di essere parziale.
Le canzoni: sono 13, e alternano momenti entusiasmanti ad altri dove, certo, aspetti fino alla fine una giustificazione; momenti di emozione ad altri di pura gioia pop. Inizio dall'ultima, perché di "Call Me Home" mi colpisce la dolcezza, un semplice riff di chitarra che invoglia a chiudere gli occhi per un po'. Mi colpisce meno "Calm", in apertura, che è talmente "Maritime" da risultare appena prevedibile. Forse è un merito, non si vive del passato, serve una nuova identità. Ed è un'identità pop, non ci piove. Basta ascoltare "Turning Up The Oxygene" per capirlo, per godere degli inserti elettronici che più che ai Grandaddy, mi fanno pensare al miglior Max nostrano. E quelle chitarre intrise di effettacci. E quel coretto che ti si insinua nel cervello. Wow. Segue il pezzo che dà il nome all'album, e un motivo ci sarà: fantastica alternanza di parti musicalmente asciutte - solo una chitarra cristallina ma essenziale – e parti esuberanti, istanti di sublime power pop, senza scordarsi, alla fine, di essere sempre maritime. Solo un attimo, poi a ruota con il ritmo in levare di "Parade Of Punk Rock T-shirts", che solo il titolo mi leva cinque anni, così arrivo tutto d'un fiato fino a "Protein And Poison" che è quasi wave. Un attimo di serenità please, gradirei chiudere il cerchio con "Call Me Home".
L'attimo dura quattro minuti...
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01 Calm (03:22)
ballads laugh at everyone
worse than silence is their song
and you are too far away to love
shortened by the blasphemy
when the sun would warm the sea.
the canary islands are chasing me
we are powerful despite our injuries
we've got to swim out away from the sinking
it's pulling everybody down and everybody
and it's a sin to know
that we are powerful
blessings always beg for calm
in spite of their silvery arms
we aren't sure but we always want
we are powerful despite our injuries
02 Tearing Up the Oxygen (03:56)
if you drink enough water will i fade
when i'm out of your system forget things that i said.
then the scenery changes.
cars have no remorse they take the world by force
we wish we could travel so relentlessly
even in our sleep we surrender
you can do anything
i should be so lucky.
so now i chase my bags someday they'll take me home
my clothes are worn so thin they accent my bones
the sleep i've lost could rest me.
but clocks keep slippery time
they paint the salt stained lines
of the best and the worst and the maritimes
when your eyes are off me, i'm alone.
they could be anywhere
i should be so lucky
tearing up the oxygen to find one another
03 People, the Vehicles (03:42)
We were speaking softly behaving badly
our painted bodies in the secret morning
you are not quiet across the wooden floor
and the kitchen is flood by the bathroom lights
and I can’t hear a thing underneath the door
all the boys with directionless hair are rough
? girls in undertaker make up
we the vehicles on our collision course
screaming like we’ve been blessed by a higher force
and I can’t hear a thing underneath the door
no I can’t hear anything
because everybody hear will always disappear
and we are helpless on our hands and buckled knees
we the vehicles please
and I can’t hear a thing
because everybody here will always disappear
this is no escape art
yeah everybody here will always disappear
and we are helpless on our hands and buckled knees
we the vehicles please
we the vehicles please
04 Parade of Punk Rock T-Shirts (03:27)
i think we can fly and swallow fire
blow smoke and hold our breath for as long as it takes
every hello is goodbye
as we exchange strangers and lies
for estranged lovers and time all love ones get held up
so i can stop running and the air can hum
the busy sister's stunning, won't she be stunned
by the infinite parade of punk rock t-shirts on
when you can't break through
with the one that you want
if we survive, are we free of the dumb luck
that surrounds us and we get stuck between the places i messed up
so i can stop running and the air can hum
the busy sister's stunning, won't she be stunned
by the infinite parade of punk rock t-shirts on
when you can't break through
with the one that you want
no you can't you can not know you can't
you can not
should i feel flattered that you hate everything but me.
when you can't break through
with the one that you want
no you can't, you can not know.
05 We Don't Think, We Know (02:22)
There is ice inside the hourglass
Frozen, we are statues in our own secret pose
Between you and me, there are scratches in the quiet
If we turned out the lights then we’d really know
There’s a record playing somewhere down the hall
We are caught inside it, bouncing off the walls
We don’t think we need it, we know
All the days are just packed
And we’re asleep in the trees
We could be blowing in the wind
That’s why we come from all over
To find the crowd and share a common heart beat
Beat aloud
There’s a record playing somewhere down the hall
We are caught inside it, bouncing off the walls
We don’t think we own it, we know
But chances are the day will come
When you are caught alone
You were warned
We don’t think we think so, we know
07 Young Alumni (03:44)
Young alumni
Dance the night to pieces
Wearing all your panic inside out
And then to have someone like you
Like you
Made of broken glass and famous haircuts
We see your heartbeat in a cup of tea
The morning scratched with static loud
We’ve worn our hesitations out
We’re made of destinations now
But love is no big deal
It’s falling you feel
Young alumni
Modern cocktail drinkers
Strappy shoes don’t match the Thursday drunks
Phones will come alive
Cause they are tired of being tied inside the night
And now the futures wired
But love is no big deal
The falling you feel
Love is no big deal
The falling you feel
08 Don't Say You Don't (03:31)
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t
Don’t say you don’t love me
My beat, beat, beat, beat, beat, beating heart could stop
This hemisphere in your company for forever
Or for now
And don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t
Don’t say you don’t need me
My limbs are hinged on that responsibility
And I know, I, I know I need to be lucky
Because the day is too short to become any good
There’s no night to fall in
Where the sirens calling
We are up all hours
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t
Don’t say you don’t love me
My beating heart would stop
This hemisphere in your company for forever
Because the day is too short to become any good
There’s no night to fall in
Where the sirens calling
We are up all hours
Here caught in our jackets
Our primitive clothing
There are burdens extending around us now
But I would ride my bicycle
Into a silver stone wall
There are bodies extending around us all
There’s no night to fall in
Where the sirens calling
We are up all hours
And there’s no night to fall in
Where the sirens calling
We are up all hours
Don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t, don’t
Don’t say you don’t
09 German Engineering (03:59)
We are lost in the folds of one another’s topcoats
And medicine makes us move inside a little slower
And in those hours nobody knows our ends or beginnings
The way I’ve come to ignore we keep colliding faces
Until we’re strangers again
Are we strangers again
Of our German engineering
I confess I’ve overdressed the mess I’ve made of my life
But isn’t is so unlike us, come now
Frankly, Jeremy
Until we’re strangers again
Are we strangers again
Of our German engineering
Hell bent stomachs planning greater insurrection
Strange speech dirty human elements to question
The broken car parts in enemy desires
Until we’re strangers again
Are we strangers again
Of our German engineering
Are we strangers again
Are we strangers again
Of our German engineering
11 Protein and Poison (02:59)
I am you in me
Our panoramic eyes
They don’t focus
So they become homeless
No, my clothes don’t change
My blood’s the same
I’d chase you straight through heaven
To keep your name
Food and water dissolve
Into energy and light revolves
Sure the room is alive for an evening
With wine and hurricanes
The country’s quiet, though bombs remain
It’s scary
Your body it dares me
Protein and poison we won’t be again
I am you in me
Our panoramic eyes
They don’t focus
So they become homeless
Now my clothes don’t change
My blood’s the same
I’d chase you straight through heaven
To keep your name
Protein and poison we won’t be again
Protein and poison we won’t be again
Protein and poison we won’t be again
Protein and poison we won’t be again
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