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“Il battito di ali di una farfalla in Brasile, può, a seguito di una catena di eventi, provocare una tromba d’aria in Texas”. Edward Lorenz, meteorologo. 29 Dicembre 1979
Il cosiddetto “butterfly effect”, ovvero l’espressione metaforica della Teoria del Caos, che pone limiti definiti alla prevedibilità dell'evoluzione di sistemi complessi non lineari. Nulla di più azzeccato per provare a spiegare il contenuto dell’ennesimo, ottimo lavoro dei portoghesi Moonspell, che nuovamente hanno mutato il proprio aspetto musicale. Lo spostamento di un singolo elettrone per un miliardesimo di centimetro, a un momento dato, potrebbe significare la differenza tra due avvenimenti molto diversi ed è quindi impossibile prevedere il comportamento che un sistema caotico avrà dopo un intervallo di tempo, breve o lungo che sia.
E chi mai avrebbe creduto che i Moonspell, dopo essere passati dal black metal iniziale di “Under The Moonspell” e dal gothic di “Irreligious”, potessero dare vita a qualcosa di tanto caotico? Si, perché è il caos il padrone di “The butterfly effect”. Un padrone che però non rovina il suo regno, ma lo rende disparato e originale.
E viene a crearsi così, un ibrido tra le sonorità doom basilari e tra distorsioni acide e tribalismi violenti, con il supporto di anormali strutture gotiche industriali. Emerge tradizionalmente nel sound la loro dedizione al male, che le chitarre esprimono a volte in modo decadente e sensibile, e a volte in modo debordante.
L’uso dell’elettronica, simile a quello dei grandi Depeche Mode, e i romantici arrangiamenti degli archi che compaiono in alcune song, sono l’effetto sorpresa del disco. Il suono downtuned delle chitarre e i growl che Ribeirio emette in diversi brani (Soulsick, Lustmord su tutte), ricalcano le orme del passato; i suoni tribal tipo vecchi Sepultura (Butterfly fx) e il dance-floor metallico (I am the eternal spectator) sono inseriti in un contesto sul quale sarebbe possibile mettere insieme tanti generi ancora. Non mancano gli episodi lenti (Can’t Bee e Dissapear here) dove il combo lusitano abbandona le stesure morbose e corrosive, lasciandosi trasportare da brani più razionali.
Aspettando l’uscita del nuovo album, possiamo ribadire con estrema sicurezza che “The Butterfly Effect” è la dimostrazione tangibile che i Moonspell sono una delle più belle realtà del gothic doom-metal, vista la loro polivalenza e la loro voglia di sperimentare, che li mette inevitabilmente in continua discussione.
Elenco tracce e testi
01 Soulsick (04:16)
I'm only real -
at Places I cannot be
My right Hand rebels
and chops off the Left
(The) hairy Ape walks into Stage
He tries to stay erect
The One who never slept
in Order to be perfected
The Arrogance of their Hands
The joy of the Regret
Soulsick
Good at things I never did
Soulsick - but skin deep
Tense, frantic - but relieved
Soulsick - but skin deep
Tense, frantic - but believed
I'm only real - at Places I cannot be
Dead liquid vigilant
Implanted into my Sleep
The One who never slept
The One, who stays erect
The One who is profound
The One - I do reject
Soulsick, but Skin deep
Tense, frantic - but relieved
Soulsick, but skin deep
Tense, frantic - but believed
Soulsick
Good at things I never did
I'm only real at Places I cannot be
Soulsick - but skin deep
I'm not real, just believed in
Soulsick, but Skin deep
Not real - just believe it
02 Butterfly FX (03:51)
When I move
You move with me
I feed off you
You feast on me
And what I see
You can not see
That when I move
You move with me
Where's this small
dead hand that creeps me
I am biting it to its very bone
Collapsing with everything new on me
until it gets so very old
And what I see
You can not see
That when I move
You move with me
There is this third body
spinning fast
reducing me
into a relapse
with its crippled flaps
slow motion dims
sweetly parasited
by butterfly wings
And what I see
You can not see
That when I move
You move with me
All that is old is new again
(To be) each other spies
we're condemned
Everything is everywhere
The butterfly effect
And what I see
You can not see
I will have to kill you
Before you kill me
Everything is everywhere
The butterfly effect
04 Lustmord (03:44)
Whatever hounts me from birth on
Is licking white blood again
It is sickering in my heart
While I divide yours in two
Lustmord
I will never stop to hurt you
Lustmord
I will never stop to love you
I will never stop to hurt you
Now that I have you with me
So close together in one body
I feel so save but what about you
The soft sweet wound of normalcy
is sweating white blood again
I am fingering every inch of it
Grateful for who I am
You're my interruption
My crossroad of just one way
my object without a function
but still mine anyway
Unpredictable
When I kiss it burns
Irresistable
As a crowd of only one
I am so addicted and you are so down
You are nailed forever to my sense of lust
Lustmord
I will never stop to hurt you
Lustmord
I will never stop to love you
05 Selfabuse (04:16)
On my knees now
I'll inflict myself
some real love
On my knees now
I'll choke myself
in troubled love
On my knees now
I'll purge myself
of real love
On my knees now
I swear, I know nothing
of that troubled love
Have me, have me, have, never waste (the good) in me.
Watch me, watch me, watch me, but never try to be me.
I am a man again
through self abuse
improving myself
Through self abuse
I am a man again
through self abuse
Selfabuse
On my knees now
I'll end myself
through real love
On my knees now
I'll reveal myself in troubled blood.
Waste me, waste me, waste me, never try to beat me.
I am a man again
through self abuse
improving myself
Through self abuse
I am seeing someone
Sneaking through
my troubled blood...
I am feeling someone
Starving for my troubled love...
Waste me, waste me, waste me, never try to beat me.
Self abuse. Never try to complete with me.
10 Angelizer (04:30)
The lunar backbone stands straight and alert for a last time
The mammal feathers are revamped just for this last night
Mouthless children are breasted with their own words
To essence of their souls escaping through their giant bones
you will be paralysed
made to be believed
broken inside to survive
and to watch over me
archangel - of no use and no form
archangel - suffocating alone
multiple wounds reach the heat of an absolute zero
the eaten fluids, the flesh of the conventional hero
Heavenly levels on a full blast of lust but minimum pain
Injected wings rip backflesh and go inside again
Mouthless children suffocate
with their ancient words,
their mud-dimensional world
lactating from their shrinking bones
you will be paralysed
the corrupted seed
broken inside to survive
I will laugh at all this
archangel - with no use and no form
archangel - suffocating with blood
the eternal spectator stares at this and improvises
his holy centralbone always on a rise, always on a rise
archangel - of no use and no form
archangel - suffocating with words
11 Tired (05:24)
Maybe I am the man with those mystic two heads
one facing down, the other facing back
but I don't know who I am
and you still don't know who I am
Maybe I am the man with the legendary four hands
To finger, to heal, crave and strangulate
but I don't know who I am
and you still don't know who I am
I am exhausted of returning to a place I've never been
I am exhausted of returning from a place I've never been
Maybe I am the man of the universal two words
The lie and the lie, the scorn and the scorn
You want to know how I am
To forgive me what I am
I am exhausted of returning to a place I've never been
I am exhausted of returning from a place I've never been
I forgot who I am but I am too tired to be it
I forgot who I am but I am too tired to live/leave it
I am exhausted of returning to a place I've never been
I am exhausted of returning from a place I've never been
12 K / O mal de Cristo (12:38)
No caso do mal de Cristo o primeiro sintoma e a morte.
Calcula-se que cem milhoes de pesspas morteram do mal de Cristo.
"Eu sou o caminho". Os efeitos especiais ecoluriam multo desde Jesus.
Ora Cristo diz que se algum filho da puta te tirar metade da roupa que Ihe
des a outra metade.
Muitos tolos infelizes foram esmagados por pilhas de Litas seminus em Iuta.
Os Implacaveis do Perdao.
Nao ha duvida alguma, irmaos e irmas, amor e a resposta.
Enfial a vossa lingua pela sua garganta abaixo,
Proval o que ele esteve a comer e abencoai a sua digestao
Deslizai para os seus intestinos e ajudai-o trabalhar a comida.
De-Ihe o seu amor e tera a sua aureola-extensao.
Olhos por toda a parte, no seu televisor, no quarto, no banho.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Milhares de irmaos metedicos que te cheiram, ouvem, veem, dia e noite.
Nao ha duvida alguma, irmaos e irmas, amor e a resposta.
Nao ha duvida alguma, irmaos e irmas, amor e a resposta.
Nao ha duvida alguma, irmaos e irmas, amor e a resposta.
Nao ha duvida alguma, irmaos e irmas, amor e a resposta.
Nao ha duvida alguma, irmaos e irmas, amor e a resposta.
Nao ha duvida alguma, irmaos e irmas, amor e a resposta.
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