Voglio fare giustizia con questa mia recensione, una volta per tutte, ad uno degli album più criticati e bistrattati della storia della musica.
I Metallica tornano dopo ben cinque anni di assenza dal successo clamoroso ed inaspettato del Black album del 1991, disco che trasformò i quattro da band Thrash conosciuta ed apprezzata solo in ambito Metal a gruppo popolare e famoso in tutto il mondo. Molti fan di vecchia data già ai tempi li criticarono per il loro allegerimento del sound ma comunque ad inizi anni novanta i Metallica erano una band intoccabile e simbolo dell'audience metal al pari degli Iron Maiden. In questo lungo periodo di attesa vengono scritti moltissimi brani che inizialmente sarebbero dovuti finire in un doppio cd ma poi l'idea viene declinata. Nel giugno del 1996 finalmente il nuovo lavoro targato Hetfield e soci vede la luce. Tutti si aspettavano un disco sulla scia del precedente ed in pochi speravano un ritorno alle sonorità di "Master of puppets", ma nessuno avrebbe mai pensato che i Metallica pubblicassero un album come "Load", così estraneo dai suoni Heavy/Thrash a cui avevano abituato tutti fino a quel momento. Il nuovo lavoro fu un vero shock per fan e critica musicale che subito accusarono il gruppo di essersi venduto, di aver pubblicato un album pop commerciale solo per fare soldi, dei capelli corti, dei vestiti e chi più ne ha più ne metta. I Metallica da band culto divenirono buffoni continuamente derisi dall'audience metal ed incensati da MTV.
Ora, in quegli anni si era creata una situazione davvero paradossale e ridicola che è andata ad inficiare molto sul vero valore di "Load", che fondamentalmente si tratta dell'album più sperimentale della loro carriera, dove giustamente come tutti i più grandi artisti, hanno cercato di spingersi oltre i loro normali standard per mantenersi creativi e rimanere ancora a livelli altissimi. L'album riesce nell'intento, con la sua ottima miscela di Blues, Hard Rock, Country, Metal e Progressive, pur allontanandosi totalmente da tutte le precedenti release e rimane l'ultimo grande disco dei Metallica.
Si passa da pezzi dalla struttura semplice, quasi pop, come la cupa "Until it sleep" o la curiosa "Hero of the day" a veri e propri gioiellini come "Bleeding me", ipnotica e suggestiva dale mille sfaccettature(la migliore del disco e uno dei più bei pezzi mai scritti dai Metallica) che non ti fa pesare minimante gli 8 minuti di ascolto. Altra pietra miliare è la conclusiva "The Outlaw Torn", la traccia più metal del disco, epica ed allo stesso tempo opprimente e cupa. Piacevole e rilassante la ballata "Mama said" e molto belle "The house Jack built" e "Wasting my hate" con il loro andamento Blues/Hardrock.
Certo il resto dei brani è molto scadente ("Cure", "Poor twisted me" e "King nothing" sono obbrobri inqualificabili) e possiamo dire quindi che il disco non è costante però merita più di una risicata sufficienza solamente per i brani sopra citati.
Dopo le critiche relative a Load e seguito i Metallica tornano nel 2003 con un disco ridicolo già a partire dal nome "St anger" e pensando di aver tirato fuori un nuovo"And Justice for all" (visti i suoni ciofeca fatti propositamente) cercano di riconquistare i fan, ma ricevono solamente vagonate di nuovi insulti. Tra poco dovrebbe uscire il disco nuovo, ma dalle dichiarazioni della band mi sa che all'ascolto mi farò grasse risate, poi tutto può essere...
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01 Ain't My Bitch (05:04)
Out of my way
Out of my day
Out of your mind and into mine
Into no one
Into not one
Into your step but out of time
Headstrong
What's wrong?
I've already heard this song before you arrived,
But now it's time to kiss your ass good-bye
Dragging me down,
Why you around?
So useless!
It ain't my fall
It ain't my call
It ain't my bitch
Ain't my bitch
Down in the sun,
Down and no fun,
Down and out where the hell ya been?
Damn it all down
Damn it unbound
Damn it all down to hell again
Stand tall,
Can't fall,
Never even bend at all before you arrived,
But now it's time to kiss your ass good-bye
Dragging me down,
Why you around,
So useless
It ain't my fall
It ain't my call
It ain't my bitch
Out of my way
Out of my day
Out of your mind and into mine
Into no one
Into not one
Into your step but out of time
Headstrong!
What's wrong?
I've already heard this song before you arrived,
But now it's time to kiss your ass,
And now it's time to kiss it
Dragging me down,
Why you around?
So useless
It ain't my fall
It ain't my call
It ain't my bitch
No way but down,
Why you around?
No foolin'
It ain't my smile
It ain't my style
It ain't my bitch
Ain't mine
Your kind
You're steppin' out of time
Ain't mine
Your kind
You're steppin' out of time
Dragging me down,
Why you around?
No foolin'
It ain't my fall,
It ain't my call,
It ain't my, ooooh!, bitch
You ain't my
03 The House Jack Built (06:38)
Open doors so I walk inside
Close my eyes, find my place to hide
And I shake as I take it in
Let the show begin
Open my eyes, just to have them close again
Well on my way, but on my way to where I've been
It swallows me, as it takes me in it's fog
I twist away, as I give this world a nod
Open doors so I walk inside
Close my eyes, find my place to hide
And I shake as I take it in
Let the show begin
Open my eyes, just to have them close once again
Don't want control as it takes me down and down and down again
Is that the moon or just a light that lights this dead end street?
Is that you there or just another demon that I meet?
The higher you are, the farther you fall
The longer the walk, the farther you crawl
My body my temple, this temple it tilts
Step into the house that Jack built
The higher you are, the farther you fall
The longer the walk, the farther you crawl
My body my temple, this temple it tilts
Yes, this is the house that Jack built
Open doors as I walk inside
Swallow me so the pain subsides
And I shake as I take this in
Let the show begin
The higher you are, the farther you fall
The longer the walk, the farther you crawl
My body my temple, this temple it tilts
Yes this is the house that Jack built
The higher you are, the farther you fall
The longer the walk, the farther you crawl
My body my temple, this temple it tilts
Yes, I am, I am, I am
Open my eyes, it swallows me
Is that you there? I twist away
Away, away, away
04 Until It Sleeps (04:29)
Where do I take this pain of mine?
I run but it stays right by my side
So tear me open, pour me out
There's things inside that scream and shout
And the pain still hates me
So hold me until it sleeps
Just like a curse, just like the stray
You feed it once and now it stays, now it stays
So tear me open but beware
There's things inside without a care
And the dirt still stains me
So wash me until I'm clean
It grips you, so hold me
It stains you, so hold me
It hates you, so hold me
It holds you, so hold me
Until it sleeps
So tell me why you've chosen me
Don't want your grip
Don't want your greed
Don't want it
I'll tear me open, make you gone
No more can you hurt anyone
And the fear still shakes me
So hold me until it sleeps
It grips you, so hold me
It stains you, so hold me
It hates you, so hold me
It holds you, holds you, holds you
Until it sleeps
I don't want it, no
So tear me open but beware
There's things inside without a care
And the dirt still stains me
So wash me til I'm clean
I'll tear me open, make you gone
No longer will you hurt anyone
And the hate still shakes me
So hold me until it sleeps
Until it sleeps
Until it sleeps
Until it sleeps
07 Bleeding Me (08:18)
I'm diggin' my way
I'm diggin' my way to somethin'
I'm diggin' my way to somethin' better
I'm pushin' to stay
I'm pushin' to stay with somethin'
I'm pushin' to stay with somethin' better
I'm sowing the seeds
I'm sowing the seeds I take
I'm sowing the seeds I take for granted
This thorn in my side
This thorn in my side is from the tree
This thorn in my side is from the tree I've planted
It tears me and I bleed
And I bleed
Caught under wheels roll
I take that leech I'm bleeding me
Can't stop to save my soul
I take the leash that's leading me
I'm bleeding me
I can't take it
Caught under wheels roll
Oh, the bleeding of me
Of me
The bleeding of me
Caught under wheels roll
I take that leech
I'm bleeding me
Can't stop to save my soul
I take the leash that's leading me
I'm bleeding me
I can't take it
Caught under wheels roll
Oh, the bleeding of me
Oh, the bleeding of me
I am the beast that bleeds the feast
I am the blood
I am release
Come make me pure
Bleed me a cure
I'm caught, I'm caught, I'm caught under
Caught under wheels roll
I take that leech
I'm bleeding me
Can't stop to save my soul
I take the leash that's leading me
I'm bleeding me
I can't take it
I can't take it
I can't take it
Oh, the bleeding of me
I'm diggin' my way
I'm diggin' my way to somethin'
I'm diggin' my way to somethin' better
I'm pushin' to stay
I'm pushin' to stay with somethin'
I'm pushin' to stay with somethin' better
With somethin' better
08 Cure (04:54)
The man takes another bullet
He keeps them all within
He must seek, no matter how it hurts
So don't fool again
He thinks the answer's cold and his hand
He takes in his medicine
The man takes another bullet
He's been fooled again
Uncross your arms
Take and throw them to the cure, say
I do believe
Uncross your arms now
Take 'em to it, say
I do believe (2x)
The lies tempt her and she follows
Again she lets him in
She must believe to fill the hollow
She's been fooled again
Uncross your arms
Take and throw them to the cure, say
I do believe
Uncross your arms now
Take 'em to it, say
I do believe (2x)
Betting on the cure
It must get better than this
Betting on the cure
Yeah everyone's got to have the sickness
'Cause everyone seems to need the cure
Precious cure
Betting on the cure
'Cause it must get better than this
Betting on the cure
Yeah everyone's got to have the sickness
'Cause everyone seems to need the cure
Precious cure
I do believe (17x)
Betting on the cure
Yeah, it must get better than this
Need to feel secure
Yeah, it's gotta get better than this
It must get better than this
Betting on the cure
Yeah everyone's got to have the sickness
'cause everyone seems to need the cure
I do believe (3x)
09 Poor Twisted Me (04:00)
Oh poor twisted me
Oh poor twisted me
I feast on sympathy
I chew on suffer
I chew on agony
And swallow whole the pain
Oh it's too good to be
All this misery
Is just for oh poor twisted me
Poor twisted me
Poor mistreated me
Poor mistreated me
I drown without a sea
I'm filled with sorrow
Once filled with misery
And hated the deep dark blue
Such a burden to bear
Poor mistreated me
Finally reached the shore
Survival's gone
Now your feeling cold ever since he was born
Your pain is so over you
Finally reached the shore
Survival's gone
Now your feeling cold ever since he was born
Your pain is so over you
Could ya be my friend
Such a pain to see
Oh poor twisted me
10 Wasting My Hate (03:57)
Good day
How you do
When I send a smile to you
Don't Waste
waste your breath,
And I won't waste my hate on you
Ain't gonna waste my hate
Ain't gonna waste my hate on you
I think I'll keep it for myself
Ain't gonna kill no more
Ain't got the time to help you score
I think it's time you pleased yourself
Yourself
Good day
How you do
When I send a smile to you
Don't Waste
waste your breath,
And I won't waste my hate on you
And I think your working now
You think enough to even raise the brow
And to life that tip that you belong
Come on
When I see my head I see my feet
I feel that blood that pumps in me
Where the hell's my mind
Don't know
Don't know now
Good day
How you do
When I send a smile to you
Don't Waste
waste your breath,
And I won't waste my hate on you
Then I'll keep it for myself
Hate
Ain't gonna waste my hate
But I don't clean it when they say
Better to give then to receive
Ain't gonna waste my hate
Ain't got time to waste my hate on you
I think I'll keep it all for myself
For myself
Good day
How you do
When I send a smile to you
Don't Waste
waste your breath,
And I won't waste my hate on you
Think I'll keep it for myself
Yeah
Hate
11 Mama Said (05:19)
Mama, she has taught me well
Told me when I was young
"Son, your life's an open book
Don't close it 'fore its done"
"The brightest flame burns quickest"
That's what I heard her say
A son's heart's owned to mother
But I must find my way
Let my heart go
Let your son grow
Mama, let my heart go
Let this heart be still
Yeah, still
Rebel, my new last name
Wild blood in my veins
Apron strings around my neck
The mark that still remains
Left home at an early age
Of what I heard was wrong
I never asked forgiveness
But what I said is done
Let my heart go
Let your son grow
Mama, let my heart go
Let this heart be still
Never I ask of you
But never I gave
But you gave me your emptiness I now take to my grave
Never I ask of you
But never I gave
But you gave me your emptiness I now take to my grave
So let this heart be still
Mama, now I'm coming home
I'm not all you wished of me
But a mother's love for her son
Unspoken, help me be
I took your love for granted
And all the things you said to me
I need your arms to welcome me
But a cold stone's all I see
Let my heart go
Let your son grow
Mama, let my heart go
Let this heart be still
Let my heart go
Mama, let my heart go
You never let my heart go
So let this heart be still
Never I ask of you
But never I gave
But you gave me your emptiness I now take to my grave
Never I ask of you
But never I gave
But you gave me your emptiness I now take to my grave
So let this heart be still
13 Ronnie (05:17)
Story starts, quiet town
Small-town boy, big-time frown
Never talks, never plays
Different path, lost his way
Then streets of red, red I'm afraid
There's no confetti, no parade
Nothing happens in this boring place
But, oh my God, how it all did change
Now they all pray,
"Blood stain, wash away"
He said,
"Lost my way
This bloody day
Lost my way"
I heard it
He said,
"Lost my way
This bloody day
Lost my way"
Oh, please wash away
But blood stained the sun red today
I always said something's wrong
With little, strange Ronnie Long
Never laughed, never smiled
Talked alone for miles and miles and miles
"Gallow calls, son," I say
Keep your smile and laugh all day
Think once again in this boring place
For little boys, how they soon change
And they all pray,
"Blood stain, wash away"
He said,
"I lost my way
This bloody day
Lost my way"
I heard it
He said,
"I lost my way
This bloody day
I lost my way"
Oh, please wash away
But blood stained the sun red today
Well, all the green things died when Ronnie moved to this place
He said, "Don't you dare ask why I'm cursed to wear this face"
Now we all know why the children called him Ronnie Frown
When he pulled that gun from his pocket they all fall down, down, down
He said,
"Lost my way
This bloody day
Lost my way"
Yeah, yeah
I heard it
He screamed,
"Lost my way
This bloody day
Lost my way"
Oh, please wash away
But blood stained the sun red today
All things wash away
And they all fall down
But blood stained the sun today
All things wash away
And they all fall down
But blood stained the sun today
14 The Outlaw Torn (09:48)
And now I wait my whole lifetime, for you
And now I wait my whole lifetime, for you
I ride the dirt, I ride the tide, for you
I search the outside, search inside, for you
To take back what you left me
I know I'll always burn to be the one
Who seeks, so I may find
And now I wait my whole lifetime
I'm outlaw of torn
I'm outlaw of torn
And I'm torn
So on I wait my whole lifetime, for you
So on I wait my whole lifetime, for you
The more I search, the more my need, for you
The more I bless, the more I bleed, for you
You make me smash the clock and feel
I'd rather die behind the wheel
Time was never on my side
So on I wait my whole lifetime
I'm outlaw of torn
I'm outlaw of torn
Yeah, I'm outlaw of torn
And I'm torn
Hear me - and if I close my mind in fear, please pry it open
See me - and if my face becomes sincere, beware
Hold me - and if I start to come undone, stitch me together
Hear me - and if you see me strut, remind me of what left this outlaw torn
Hear me - and if I close my mind in fear, please pry it open
See me - and if my face becomes sincere, beware
Hold me - and if I start to come undone, stitch me together
Hear me - and if you see me strut, remind me of what left this outlaw torn
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Altre recensioni
Di cliffburton86
L’album del tradimento, del peccato e della fine di una leggenda.
Load non è degno del nome Metallica, non è degno di appartenere alla discografia della migliore band metal mai esistita.
Di El minchia
In ognuno di noi è racchiuso un altrettanto minchione verde e per farlo uscire non abbiamo bisogno di fottuti raggi gamma, bensì di ascoltare qualsiasi disco di questi quattro cazzi americani dopo il Black Album.
Load? Fate partire il disco ed i muscoli inizieranno ad ingrossarsi, il pisello sfonderà le vostre mutande ed un grido inumano si eleverà al disopra di quella che, questi quattro sderenatori, vogliono fare passare per musica.
Di kissarmy
"Load è un miscuglio di hard rock mischiato con blues, una maturazione musicale dei Metallica."
"Disco che raggiunge la sufficienza stiracchiata se lo si paragona al 'Black album', ma è comunque un NONdisco dei Metallica."
Di Rage
Sono dieci anni che non ci parlo, coi Metallica. Son come quei parenti stronzi che hai sempre venerato.
Ad oggi mi sento di fare pace con loro. Non era ciò che mi aspettavo, ma a distanza di 15 anni questo album mi pare sincero, sentito.
