Ci sono band che riescono ad entrare nell'immaginario collettivo in relazione ad un determinato genere musicale, ed una di queste sono sicuramente i Megadeth che, insieme ai notissimi Metallica, Anthrax e Slayer, costituiscono i "Big Four" della scena metal a stelle e strisce.

Protagonisti, durante gli anni '80, di un movimento che mirava a mischiare insieme la brutalità del punk più oltranzista con le ritmiche tipiche dell'Heavy Metal di stampo europeo, dando vita ad un ibrido noto ai più con il nome di Speed o Thrash Metal, la creatura guidata da Dave Mustaine ha saputo distinguersi per una proposta certamente di impatto ma, soprattutto rispetto ai "cugini" Slayer, più ragionata e "studiata", che si poneva (e si pone tuttora) l'obiettivo di conquistare gli ascoltatori non tanto tramortendoli con parti furiose ed assoli caotici, bensì evidenziando una certa tecnica strumentale ed una capacità di songwriting in grado di coniugare attitudine ed irruenza metallica con un ottimo gusto per le melodie, ben evidente in brani cadenzati come la famosissima "Symphony Of Destruction". Quest'attitudine, unità alla volontà di Mustaine di sperimentare e provare nuove sonorità, ha portato i Megadeth a fare scelte stilistiche non sempre apprezzate dai fans, specialmente da quelli della prima era (dall'esordio fino a "Rust In Peace" per intenderci), dalle quali sono scaturiti lavori controversi come "Risk" e "Cryptic Writings"; proprio su quest'ultimo vorrei concentrare oggi la mia analisi, cercando di mettere da parte moltissimi dei pregiudizi che hanno accompagnato negli anni questo disco, in modo da mostrarlo sotto una luce diversa e spingere qualcuno a riascoltarlo con orecchie diverse.

Per prima cosa sgombriamo ogni dubbio dicendo che non siamo davanti ad un disco Thrash Metal tout court, anzi qui la componente tipicamente ottantiana viene messa pesantemente in secondo piano in favore di un sound più orientato verso l'Heavy Metal classico e l'Hard Rock più roccioso e dinamico, con strizzate d'occhio al lato più mainstream della musica "dura", ben evidente in pezzi come "Trust", traccia d'apertura caratterizzata da un incedere melodico e di facile presa, e "A Secret Place", altro pezzo di immediata assimilazione e per questo considerato dai più molto "commerciale", termine che onestamente trovo riduttivo ed ambiguo: cosa si vorrebbe dire effettivamente con il termine "commerciale"? Che un album vende molto e perciò, essendo amato dalle masse, è di conseguenza banale e poco ricercato? Allora ogni album che ha una certa notorietà e visibilità incapperebbe in questo tipo di discorso, ma vorrei vedere chi si sognerebbe di definire lavori come l'omonimo dei Doors (trovatemi qualcuno che non conosce almeno una canzone di quel disco) oppure "Sgt Peppers" dei Beatles come album non ispirati o semplicemente scialbi e banali. Ora, con il discorso appena fatto, volevo cercare di evidenziare come generalizzazioni troppo affrettate possono mettere in cattiva luce dischi che nel loro essere meno intricati e più "radio friendly" nascondono idee valide e spunti melodici originali e allo stesso tempo accattivanti, proprio come il nostro "Cryptic Writings", un album che ha come caratteristica principale la capacità di essere di facile interiorizzazione senza cadere nel posticcio e nel banale, articolando parti rapide e veloci, con richiami allo speed degli anni '80 ("The Disintegrators" ne è un esempio, insieme alla conclusica "FFF"), a mid tempo ragionati e spiccatamente melodici, come la già citata "A Secret Place", per me vero manifesto programmatico del disco, oppure "She-Wolf", nella quale troviamo un ritornello accattivante e ben costruito, con un Mustaine in ottima forma, magari meno "schizzato" rispetto al passato ma pur sempre incisivo e caratteristico.

Altro punto punto di forza dell'album in questione è proprio la voce del leader, qui più modulata rispetto agli esordi e ben in sintonia con il mood generale del disco, in poche parole una prova eccellente e perfettamente in linea con la proposta, ma non vanno dimenticati gli altri compagni di viaggio, ovvero Nick Menza, storico drummer, sempre preciso e versatile come pochi, Marty Friedman, un chitarrista che non necessita di nessuna presentazione, capace anche qui di sfoderare una prova elegante e pulita, ed infine il fido David Ellefson, compagno di mille avventure del buon Dave ed ingranaggio fondamentale della macchina Megadeth.

In conclusione posso solo consigliare di provare a rivalutare questo interessante album, tante volte bistrattato e bollato come "passo falso" della band americana, certo, come ho detto all'inizio, non è un album Thrash Metal puro, ma alla fin fine questo è proprio un ostacolo così insormontabile?

Elenco tracce testi e samples

01   Trust (05:13)

Lost in a dream
Nothing is what it seems
Searching my head
For the words that you said

Tears filled my eyes
As we said our last goodbyes
This sad scene replays
Of you walking away

My body aches from mistakes
Betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much
That in nothing we trust

Time and again
She repeats let's be friends
I smile and say yes
Another truth bends
I must confess

I try to let go, but I know
We'll never end 'til we're dust
We lied to each other again
But I wish I could trust

My body aches from mistakes
Betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much
That in nothing we trust

God help me please, on my knees
Betrayed by lust
We lied to each other so much
Now there's nothing we trust

(whispered):
'How could this be happening to me
I'm lying when I say "trust me"
I can't believe this is true
Trust hurts
Why does trust equal suffering'

Absolutely nothing we trust !

02   Almost Honest (04:04)

I lied just a little
When I said I need you
You stretched the truth
When you said that you knew
Just can't believe it
There's nothing to say
I was almost honest, almost

Living alone, can't stand this place
It's four in the morning and I still see your face

I was nearly pure
When I said I Loved you
You were semi-sincere
You said I'd bleed for you
We were kind of candid
Now you've gone away
You were almost honest, almost

Living alone, falling from grace
I want to atone, but there's just empty space
I can't face tomorrow, now you're not coming back
Walked off in the night and just left me the tracks

I question the call by the tone of your voice
I know I should hang up but I don't have a choice
It happened that night when you told me to go
Don't ask who'se to blame, I don't know

Almost, almost honest
Almost, I was almost honest

03   Use the Man (04:37)

(Old tunes called "Needles & Pins" by "The Searcher" in the background)
(''British accent'')

''I saw her today
I saw her face
It was the face that I loved
And I knew I had to run away
And get down on my knees and pray
That they'd go away
But Still they'd begin
Needles and pins''

(Main song start from here)

I heard somebody fixed today
There was no last goodbyes to say
His will to live ran out
I heard somebody turned to dust

Looking back at what he left
A list of plans and photographs
Songs that never will be sung
These are the things he won't get done

I've seen the man use the needle, seen the needle use the man
I've seen them crawl from the cradle to the gutter on their hands
They fight a war but it's fatal, it's so hard to understand
I've seen the man use the needle, seen the needle use the man

Just one shot to say goodbye
One last taste to mourn and cry
Scores and shoots, the lights go dim
Just one shot to do him in

He hangs his head and wonders why
Why the monkey only lies
But pay the pauper he did choose
He hung his head inside the noose

I've seen the man use the needle, seen the needle use the man
I've seen them crawl from the cradle to the coffin on their hands
They fight a war but it's fatal, it's so hard to understand
I've seen the man use the needle, seen the needle use the man
Cryptic writing on the wall, the beginning of the end
I've seen myself use the needle, seen the needle in my hand

04   Mastermind (03:50)

Anonymous existence, rendered useless to mankind
Destroy the logic volume in the confines of the mind
Enmassed and purposeless, marching in a perfect line
Neo-neuro torture, mental meltdown, a heinous crime

Mastermind, I tell you what to think
Mastermind, I tell you what you need
Mastermind, I tell you what to feel
Mastermind

Invade the core of souls to wipe the lives away
Design vacant beings, welcome the inhuman race
Encrypted horror codes, directive psyche overwrite
Processing brains to pabulum,
Delete and format living drives

Mastermind, I tell you what to think
Mastermind, I tell you what you need
Mastermind, I tell you what to feel
Mastermind, I tell you what's real

Hail to the power age, lest the viral hour comes
Raise the flag of voltage, bow to circuitry unknown
Kneel before the processor, the lords of static laugh
Electrons in submission, you must know who I am

I tell you what to think
I don't care what you thought
I tell you what to get
I don't care what you got
I tell you what to think
I don't care what you thought
I tell you what to get
I don't care
I don't care what you got

Mastermind, I tell you what to think (I don't care what you got)
Mastermind, I tell you what you need
Mastermind, I tell you what to feel (I don't care, I don't care what you got)
Subject

05   The Disintegrators (02:52)

The slayer's arrived
On a black horse of steel
Trouble is coming
Hell on two wheels

Hide in the shadows
Awaiting defeat
Or live by the sword
and choose to be free

We say retribution
We say vengeance is bliss
We say revolution
With a cast-iron fist

Coming down the road
Watching every move
Kicking in the door
Taking what we choose

Anarchy's coming to town
A feiry invader
Burning it down to the ground
The Disintegrators

Anarchy's coming
Here it comes
Burning it down to the ground
The Disintegrators

06   I'll Get Even (04:25)

I'm lonely and abandoned
Washed up, left for dead
I'm lost inside the desert
Of every word you said

Like a nuclear reactor
Or TNT
I'm thinking about the times
When you lied to me

All the innuendo
Caught up on your hook
I was just a name
In your little black book

Ah, I'll get even with you

I'm bitter and I'm twisted
I haven't slept in days
I'm lonely and I'm angry
I can't make it go away

I'm like a bomb that's ticking,
I got voices in my head
I got a doll with needles in
Wishing you were dead

I'll get you back somehow
That's what I'm gonna do
I'll get you back somehow
Your nightmare coming true

Ah, I'll get even with you
Ah, That's what I'm gonna do
Gonna get even with you

You better look behind you
'Cause there I'm gonna be
I'll be standing in the shadows
With who I used to be

He's slightly schizophrenic
Me and me and me and me agree
That you are gonna pay
For what you did to me

Ah, I'll get even with you
Gonna get even with you
Ah, that's what I'm gonna do
I'm gonna...
Ah, I'll get even with you

07   Sin (03:08)

He had an unfamiliar face
Complete life in disarray
A simple man, power drunk
No worries of living, no more anything

Deep inside I've seen it rise
Actions progress to no end
Mirror Mirror please look inside
Do you see the reasons that we sing

Not one to be forgot
Spoled rotten, so they say
Once burned, forever marked
Hurt by just a few but so many have to pay

Pressure coming down
Down on me, gonna break
Broken fingernails
Digging in, scratch my face

Nervous, like a cat
Gonna jump through my skin
Shadows on the wall
Stretching out, grope for me

Reasons, deep in me
let me be
Let me bleed
Set me free
The reasons that we sin

08   A Secret Place (05:31)

There's a secret place I like to go
Everyone is there but their face don't show
If you get inside you can't get out
there's no coming back, I hear them shout

Welcome to my hide away, my secret place
How I arrived I can't explain
You're welcome to, if you want to stay
But everyone just runs away

Let me in, get me out
Can't do more than twist and shout
Lost my soul without a trace
Found it again in my secret place
In disgrace

I hide from those that try to find me
Scary things that's right behind me
I love myself, I must confess
I can't explain how I got this mess

09   Have Cool, Will Travel (03:30)

mamas pack their lunches, kiddies pack their guns
Wishing it will go away, but nothing's getting done
A shot heard 'round the world, when a mother's baby dies
We the people point our fingers, blame and wonder why

Face it and fight, or turn high tail and run
'Tl it comes back again just like the rising sun
Say they do all they can, it's just another lie
the answer's plain to see, nobody wants to try

There's no recess and no rules in the school of life
If you listen very closely, you'll see what it's like
Have cool, will travel

There's no recess and no rules in the school of life
If you listen very closely, you'll see what it's like

Tell myself it ain't true, they just cannot see
Grown up or sewn up, the medicines worse than the disease
Have cool, will travel
Here we go
Have cool, will travel
Have cool... will travel!

10   She-Wolf (03:38)

The mother of all that is evil
her lips are poisonous venom
Wicked temptress knows how to please
The priestess roars, "get down on your knees"

The rite of the praying mantis
Kiss the bones of the enchantress
Spellbound searching through the night
A howling man surrenders the fight...the fight

One look in her lusting eyes
Savage fear in you will rise
Teeth of terror sinking in
The bite of the she-wolf

My desires of flesh obey me
The lioness will enslave me
Another heartbeat than my own
Sound of claws on cobblestone, I'm stoned

Beware what stalks you in the night
Beware the she-wolf and her bite
her mystic lips tell only lies
her hidden will to kill in disguise

11   Vortex (03:40)

Internal combustion
Multiple personalities
Terror inside of me
A mask of silent agony

Curse the falling rain
The vortex of pain

As medieval as Merlin
A pact for power that was made
Lucifer in transition
It's time the price was paid

Scorching the domain
the vortex of pain

A telstic message
Written in torment
Howl out dirges
Like the whores of Jericho
Distorted faces
Writhing in rage
Walls of purgatory
Tumble down
Endless death
The jewels of a crown

12   FFF (02:38)

Looking for a cure within the human race
Eliminate the poor, how much longer will it take
Burning up the tents of the rank and file
Exterminate their lives, crack a demon smile

Crushing down, caving in our will to live
Getting rid of man's mistakes
To take a lost life, lock it down
How much more can we take

Fight for freedom, fight authority
Fight for anything, my country 't is of me

Cry for absolution, it's not the end for me
A last minute pardon, a final reprieve
Resist the war machine, don't get in its path
Fight to die a free man and reap the aftermath

Crushing down, caving in our will to live
Getting rid of man's mistakes
To take a lost life, lock it up, break it down
I don't know how much more I can take

Fight! ... It's my country

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