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Noto con particolare meraviglia che nessuno ha ancora recensito un gruppo storico americano di hard e blues conosciuto come Mountain. Beh!... proverò io nell'impresa di descriverli.
Il suono tipico intrapreso da questa band è un mix di vagiti blueseggianti in stile Cream e una sana e massiccia dose di hard rock distorto. Il nome della band, nata ufficialmente nel 1969, riprende la figura del leader e chitarrista Leslie West (in passato sui palchi con gente come Jimi Hendrix e gli Who), un ragazzone dalla voce potente e dalle dita veloci. Ad accompagnarlo al basso Felix Pappalardi, già produttore dei Cream in Goodbye e uccciso a fucilate dalla moglie nel 1983 e gli sconosciuti Corky Laing alla batteria e Steve Knight alle tastiere.
Il combo nel 1972 da alle stampe Flowers Of Evil, un disco ripreso da studio e dal vivo dove le componenti dell' hard rock e del blues si fondono in un contesto quasi barocco. Il lavoro si sviluppa con momenti armonici, quasi rilassati e malinconici per poi sfociare in accelerazioni ritmiche di stampo hard rock, il tutto condito dalla gran forza persuasiva che il blues è capace di creare e di cui Leslie West e la sua chitarra sono figli legittimi. I momenti più importanti del disco sono sicuramente l'opener "Flowers OF Evil", "One Last Cold Kiss", song che David Coverdale ha ben tenuto a mente per i suoi futuri Whitesnake, canzone dolce e dal sapore decisamente erotico; "Dream Sequence", una lunghissima suite di 24 minuti, dove Leslie West da ampio sfoggio del suo talento musicale e della classicissima "Mississippi Queen", diventata poi cavallo di battaglia negli anni e nei concerti a venire. Insomma, se prediligete un suond hard di grande presa con punte di blues sanguigno questo album fa decisamente al caso vostro.
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01 Flowers of Evil (04:52)
Oh can you tell me Oh how the joy
Passed from his childhood That's not my boy
I see he's finished, he's run his race
We're not his family that's not his face
We taught him well And from his youth
He knew he always Must know the truth
He left his country to go to war
When he returned, he'd found we closed the door
Chorus
But we never dreamed when he was leaving
That he would taste the flowers of evil
I know his habit was not so bad
When for fifty dollars it could be had
But now he' home to his promised land
And what he needs got to cost a Grand
When he'd been home for six month's time
My son he told me, he'd made up his mind
He's re-enlisted for three years more
It's too expensive to stop this war
[ Chorus ]
Oh can you tell me Oh how the joy
Passed from his childhood That's not my boy
He's re-enlisted for three years more
Is the price of peace worth the price of war?
04 Crossroader (04:53)
I'm a crossroader.
Speedin' from town to town.
I'm a crossroader.
Speedin' from town to town.
I never ride the main highway.
So nobody can slow me down.
I'm always trav'lin'.
Just a taste outside the law.
I'm always trav'lin'.
Just a taste outside the law.
If you come lookin' for some trouble
I'm the man that you'relookin' for.
When things ain't movin' fast enough
I gotta' pick up and move
When things ain't movin' fast enough
I gotta' pick up and move
They say it ain't no way for a man to be livin'.
It's the crossroader's blues.
07 Mississippi Queen (03:50)
Mississippi Queen, If you know what I mean
Mississippi Queen, She taught me everything
Way down around Vicksburg, Around Louisiana way
Lived a cajun lady, we called her Mississippi Queen
You know she was a dancer
She moved better on wine
While the rest of them dudes were'a gettin' their kicks,
Buddy, beg your pardon, I was getting mine!
Mississippi Queen, If you know what I mean
Mississippi Queen, She taught me everything
This lady she asked me, If I would be her maaan
You know that I told her, I'd do what I can
To keep her looking pretty
Buy her dresses that shine
While the rest of them dudes were making their bread
Buddy, beg your pardon, I was losing mine!
You know she was a dancer
She mooved better on wine
While the rest of them dudes were'a gettin' their kicks,
Brotha, beg your pardon, now I'm getting mine!
Yeeeaaaaah, Mississippi Queen!
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