Solo due recensioni, solo due recensioni per un masterpiece come "Kick Out The Jams", si potrebbe dire molto su questo album registrato al Grand Ballroom di Detroit nel glorioso 1969.

Woodstock fu l'evento dell'anno, ma qui non si parla di pace qui si parla di quattro ragazzi di Detroit che non sanno suonare, sognatevi Robert Fripp e i Gentle Giant qui si parla del Rock più puro mai uscito da un Live, se gli Stooges di Iggy Pop scandalizzavano le folle e cambiavano il Rock i loro "rivali" gareggiavano con qualsiasi band emergente e incazzata del periodo.

Una delle più autentiche testimonianze del Detroit Rock, se qualche anno dopo i Ramones e i Sex Pistols hanno dato il via a uno dei movimenti più discussi della storia del Rock qua si parla di antenati veri e propri del Punk, "Kick Out The Jams" è la testimonianza che gente come Wayne Kramer e Rob Tyner può cambiare la musica.

Gli MC5 non fanno altro che portare avanti la musica dei Blue Cheer e degli Iron Butterfly, fondamentalmente è una band di ragazzini incazzati e drogati, questo è il bello di questo show, il desiderio di spaccare tutto portato avanti dagli Who, gli MC5 non volevano concept, non volevano stupire la gente o aspirare a diventare una delle più grandi band della storia, volevano solo urlare la loro rabbia e suonare da schifo e questo è stato il segreto del già citato Iggy Pop e come sia andata a finire per la band di Kramer e Iggy si sa. "Are you ready to testify are you ready and i give you the MC5" parte Ramblin Rose con le chitarre di Kramer graffianti come sempre e Tyner fuori di se, come vuole la tradizione dei Live made in Detroit arriva la title track con un altra frase "And right now, right now, right now is time to..kick out the jams motherfuckers!" traccia che sprigiona la forza di questa band e la primitività del sound, personalmente la prima volta che ascoltai l'album pensai si trattasse di un manifesto, oggi lo ascolto con piacere e pure le canzoni successive, fra cui pezzi blues come "Borderline", "Rocket Reducer" e la famosa versione di "Starship" sono manifesti, l'influenza che hanno avuto gli MC5 è impressionante, radici del punk.

Come per tante band questo Live fu la prima e l'ultima grande opera, successivamente pubblicarono "Back In The U.S.A." con riferimenti al blues degli Stones, Kramer dopo qualche anno si unì per un periodo a Johnny Thunders con cui instaurò una grande amicizia, spesso sfocata in litigi e risse nel mondo Punk, spesso gli MC5 sono dimenticati, non sapevano suonare e non avevano grandi ambizioni ma hanno fatto storia con un disco fantastico, se oggi sono spesso ignorati dai critici e da siti come questo (2 recensioni) come "Quicksilver Messenger Service" e "Foetus" evidentemente hanno lasciato il segno, spesso ci si dimentica di chi ha reso grande la musica e questo è un peccato per masterpiece come Kick Out The Jams.

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01   Ramblin' Rose (04:15)

Love is like a Ramblin' Rose
The more you feed it
The more it grows,
Ramblin'Rose, Ramblin'Rose,
Come on home

Ramblin' Rose,
Is such a ball
Diamond rings
And a Cadillac car,
Ramblin' Rose, Ramblin' Rose
Come on home

Ramblin' Rose
Ramblin' around,
Ramblin' Rose
I'm gonna put you down
Ramblin' Rose, Ramblin' Rose
Come on home

Love is like a Ramblin' Rose
The more you feed it,
The more it grows
Ramblin' Rose, Ramblin' Rose
Come on home

I need a Ramblin' Rose
Ramblin' Rose
(repeat 'til end)

02   Kick Out the Jams (02:52)

Kick out the jams motherfuckers !
Yeah! I, I, I, I, I'm gonna
I'm gonna kick 'em out ! Yeah !
Well i feel pretty good
And i guess that i could get crazy now baby
Cause we all got in tune
And when the dressing room got hazy now baby

I know how you want it child
Hot, quick and tight
The girls can't stand it
When you're doin'it right
Let me up on the stand
And let me kick out the jam
Yes, kick out the jams
I want to kick'em out !

Yes i'm starting to sweat
You know my shirt's all wet
What a feeling
In the sound that abounds
And resounds and rebounds off the ceiling

You gotta have it baby
You can't do without
When you get that feeling
You gotta sock'em out
Put that mike in my hand
And let me kick out the jam
Yes ! Kick out the jams
I want to kick'em out
( guitar )

So you got to give it up
You know you can't get enough Miss Mackenzie
Cause it gets in your brain
It drives you insane
With the frenzy

The wigglin guitars girl
The crash of the drums
Make you wanna keep-a-rockin'
Till the morning comes

Let me be who i am
And let me kick out the jam
Yes, kick out the jams
I done kicked em out !!!

03   Come Together (04:29)

I AM OUT YOU ARE IN
LET US FORM A LINK
AND MOVE IN RHYTHMS
SLIDE APART AND SLIDE APART
COME TOGETHER YES
TOGETHER IN THE DARKNESS...
COME WITH ME

LET US DANCE THE
LET US DANCE THE DANCE
THE DANCE FROM WHICH ALL DANCES COME
YES TOGETHER IN THE DARKNESS
ASTOUNDING OHH
TOGETHER MAMA YES YES YES
TOGETHER MOMMA YES YES YES YES

ALL THE GUIDING RHYTHMS OF THE
ALL THE NERVE THAT TAKES A LOVER
NIPPLES STIFFEN, NIPPLES STIFFEN,
NIPPLES STIFFEN MAMA
LET ME GIVE TONGUE TO IT YES
LET ME GIVE TONGUE TO IT YES
TOGETHER IN THE DARKNESS... COME WITH ME
YES YES YES TOGETHER MOMMA
YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES WOW!

OH GOD, IT’S GETTING CLOSER
OH AND WHEN IT GETS CLOSER
OH GOD IT’S SO CLOSE NOW
GOD IT’S SO CLOSE YES YES YES
YES YES YES YES YES YES YES YES
ALL RIGHT BUILD TO A RISING
BUILD TO A GATHERING
BUILD TO A QUAKING
BUILD TO ERUPTION
BUILD TO A PEAK AND
FALL GASPING OVER
TOGETHER YES TOGETHER IN THE DARKNESS
OWWW! NOW, NOW, NOW, OWWW! YOWWW!

04   Rocket Reducer No. 62 (Rama Lama Fa Fa Fa) (05:41)

After some good tokes and a six pack
We can sock 'em out for you
Till you're flat on your back
You know i got to keep it up
Cause i'm a natural man
I'm a born hell raiser
And i don't give a damn
I'm the man for you baby
I'm the man for you baby
I'm the man for you baby
I'm the man for you baby
I'm the man for you

Workin' here before your momma
soakin wet
You think you're satisfied
You ain't seen nothing yet
I said WHAM BAM THANK YOU MA'AM

I'm a born ass pincher
And i don't give a damn
(chorus)
lead…
Rama lama fa fa fa…

You can lay it down on me, momma
Any old time
We can shimmy so good
We'll both be stoned O-Mind
I'm irresistably bad
The cooles' what am
Robin Tyner's the name
And i kick out the jams

(chorus)

05   Borderline (02:54)

I'm at my borderline
I'm at my borderline
Love you girl, but I just don't know why
I, have to love you so.

When I make love to you
when I make love to you
Love is true, but I just don't know why
I, have to love you so.

Need you girl, can't say why
come on over here, love me now
you know you know, you got to know,
you're movin around, pushin me past
my borderline, yeah yeah.

It's about time
it's about time
Love you girl, but I just don't know
why I have to love you so.

Need you girl, can't you feel
I just got to know, if it's real
Big and strong, hard and fine,
but you're movin around, pushin me past
my borderline, yeah yeah

ooooooooooh, ooooooooooh

I'm at my borderline
I'm at my borderline
I'm at my borderline

06   Motor City Is Burning (06:04)

Ya know, the Motor City is burning babe,
there ain't a thing in the world that they can do.
Ya know, the Motor City is burning people,
there ain't a thing that white society can do.
Ma home town burning down to the ground,
worser than Vietnam.
Let me tell you how it started now ...
it started on 12th and Clairmount that morning.
It made the beat cops all jump and shout,
Ah said, it started on 12th and Clairmount that morning,
It made the pigs in the street freak out.
The fire wagons kept comin', baby,
but the Black Panther snipers wouldn't let them put it out, wouldn't let them put it out, wouldn't let them put it out.
Guitar solo "get it on ... "
Well, there were fire bombs bursting all around, people, Ya know there were soldiers standing everywhere.
I said there was fire bombs bursting all around me, baby, Ya know there was National Guard everywhere.
Ah can hear my people screaming.
Sirens fill the air, fill the air, fill the air.
Guitar solo
Your mama papa don't know what the trouble is
you see, they don't know what it's all about.
Ah said, your mama papa don't know what the trouble is, baby,
they just can't see what it's all about.
Read the news, read the newspapers, baby?
You just get out there in the street and check it out!
Guitar solo
Ah said, the Motor City is burning, people,
I ain't hanging round to fight it out.
Ah said, the Motor City is burning, people,
just not hang around to fight it out.
Well, I'm taking my wife and my people and ???
Well, just before I go, baby, ???? ,
firemans on the street, people all around,
Now, I guess it's true,
I'd just like to strike a match for freedom myself,
I may be a white boy, but I can be bad, too.
Yes, it's true now, yes, it's true now.
Guitars, end

"Let it all burn! Let it all burn!"

07   I Want You Right Now (05:22)

08   Starship (08:24)

Starship, starship take me
Take me where I want to go
Out there among the planets
Let a billion suns cast my shadow

Starship, starship take me
Stretch our legs in time and space
Take a passage through the vacuum
Let me feel the stars burnin' on my face

Ten for the gravity, checkpoint
Nine for polarity, checkpoint
Eight for the (?)
Seven for the prismatic time warp

Six for the spirit of the captain, captain
Five for the power of the nucleus nebula
Four for the eyes, ears, nose, think, feel, speak

Three for the many levels
Two for the chromosome
One for the energy
One for the energy

One check
One check
One check
One check
One check
One check

Leaving the solar system
Leaving the solar system
Leaving the solar system
Leaving the solar system

Leaving
Leaving
Leaving
Leaving

It's cold in sunfire glory
From this point I rise to infinity

There is a land whose beauty is almost
Unimaginable to the human mind
In a daze we stand there and look further
Than the ordinary eye can see

Children, far above the roof of this world
We can encompass vistas of the worlds
There is a land where the sun shines eternally
Eternally, eternally

Out there in outer space is a living
Blazing fire so vital and alive
That it burns our eyes to witness it's spendor

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Altre recensioni

Di  VincVega

 Kick Out The Jams degli MC5 è il primo grande album veramente duro, violento e devastante della storia del rock.

 Le distorsioni delle chitarre ti spezzano in due le gambe, la voce di Tyner ti porta in un universo parallelo dal quale è difficile scappare.


Di  telespallabob771

 Indubbiamente abbiamo di che lamentarci, tutto ciò che intorno a noi... monitorano ogni nostro movimento senza che i potenti mutino la loro sorridente espressione.

 Gli MC5 rappresentano cosa sarebbe potuto essere oggi il mondo. Non una comune, ma un ente sostanzialmente diverso.