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Nirvana, Nirvana, Nirvana... Chi non associa questa band all'esplosione grunge in quel di Seattle agli inizi degli anni '90? Un genere che raggruppò gruppi eterogenei e diversi tra di loro quali Soundgarden, quei metalloni degli Alice in Chains (chissà perchè si convertirono subito al credo grunge...), Mudhoney, ecc...
Di Cobain e dei suoi amati/odiati soci sappiamo quasi tutto, grazie a documentari e libri che mensilmente ci vengono proposti. Abbiamo meno documentazioni per quanto riguarda le loro esibizioni dal vivo. E' vero, esistono una marea di bootleg, molti reperibili su e-mule, ma ufficialmente l'unica testimonianza audio è "From the muddy banks of Wishkah".
Ora in via semi-ufficiale possiamo ascoltare la storica registrazione alla KAOS FM datata 17 aprile 1987, ovvero sei settimane dopo la loro prima esibizione dal vivo, più 4 pezzi tratti dal Saturday Night Live '92-'93. E' incredibile il divario qualitativo in codesto lasso di tempo.
La registrazione radio, in qualità poco più che discreta, ci presenta una band emergente con caratteristiche assolutamente normali; non ci sono particolari guizzi di genialità, sia nel loro suono (una pessima imitazione dei Melvins, spesso e volentieri) che nella voce. Sfido chiunque a dire che dopo aver sentito queste registrazioni era chiaro il loro futuro di multimilionari del rock'n'roll (perchè storcete il naso, è la verità!).
"Love buzz" è palesemente in rifinitura, con Kurt che improvvisa il testo e la batteria di Aaron Burckhard che si mantiene lineare per tutta la durata del pezzo; "Downer" è più vicina a "Ozma" che a "Bleach"; "Floyd the barber" e "Spank thru" risultano fiacce e noiose; "Hairspray queen" non ha né capo né coda. Gli unici momenti veramente interessanti sono la cover dei Thunder And Roses "White lace and strange" e "Anorexorcist" (quest'ultima presente anche su "With the lights out").
Nettamente in contrasto gli ultimi pezzi presenti su questa raccolta: "Smells like teen spirit" e "Territorial pissings" provengono dall'esibizione dell'11 gennaio 1992 al "Saturday Night Live"; "Rape me" e "Heart-shaped box" risalgono invece al 25 settembre 1993, sempre ospiti per il noto programma sulla NBC.
La prestazione è sbalorditiva, assolutamente in linea con le feroci esibizioni del trio (quartetto con l'inserimento di Pat Smear dal '93). La batteria di Grohl è devastante, il basso di Novoselic è fluido e armonico (unico punto in comune con la registrazione presso la KAOS FM), la voce di Cobain ha trovato la via giusta per esprimersi e farsi carico della propria generazione.
"Transmissions" contiene anche una traccia video con allegati i video delle ultime quattro canzoni della tracklist. Un disco caldamente consigliato solo ai completisti.
Elenco tracce e testi
04 Love Buzz (03:42)
Would you believe me when I tell you
You are the queen of my heart
Please don't deceive me when I hurt you
Just ain't the way it seems
Can you feel my love buzz?
Can you feel my love buzz?
Can you feel my love buzz?
Can you feel my love buzz?
Would you believe me when I do you
You are the queen of my heart
Please don't deceive me when I hurt you
Just ain't the way it seems
Can you feel my love buzz?
Can you feel my love buzz?
Can you feel my love buzz?
Can you feel my love buzz?
05 Rape Me (02:38)
Rape me
Rape me my friend
Rape me
Rape me again
I'm not the only one
I'm not the only one
I'm not the only one
I'm not the only one
Hate me
Do it and do it again
Waste me
Rape me my friend
Am I the only one?
Am I the only one?
Am I the only one?
Am I the only one?
My favorite inside source
I'll kiss your open sores
Appreciate your concern
You'll always stink and burn
Rape me
Rape me my friend
Rape me
Rape me again
I'm not the only one
I'm not the only one
I'm not the only one
I'm not the only one
Rape me!
Rape me!
Rape me!
Rape me!
Rape me!
Rape me!
Rape me!
Rape me!
Rape me!
06 Smells Like Teen Spirit (04:46)
Load up on guns and bring your friends
It's fun to lose and to pretend
She's over-bored and self-assured
Oh no, I know a dirty word
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto, an albino
A mosquito, my libido, yeah
Hey
Yay
I'm worse at what I do best
And for this gift I feel blessed
Our little group has always been
And always will until the end
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto, an albino
A mosquito, my libido, yeah
Hey
Yay
And I forget just why I taste
Oh yeah, I guess it makes me smile
I found it hard, it's hard to find
Oh well, whatever, never mind
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello, how low?
Hello, hello, hello
With the lights out, it's less dangerous
Here we are now, entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now, entertain us
A mulatto, an albino
A mosquito, my libido
A denial
A denial
A denial
A denial
A denial
A denial
A denial
A denial
A denial
07 Territorial Pissings (02:44)
Come on people now, smile on your brother and
everybody get together, try to love one another right now
When I was an alien, cultures weren't opinions
Gotta find a way, a better way, when I'm here
Gotta find a way - a better way - I'd better wait
Never met a wise man, if so it's a woman
Gotta find a way, a better way, when I'm there
Gotta find a way - a better way - I'd better wait
Gotta find a way, to find a way, when I'm here
Gotta find a way - a better way - I'd better wait
Just because you're paranoid, don't mean they're not after you
Gotta find a way, a better way, when I'm there
Gotta find a way - a better way - I'd better wait
Gotta find a way, to find a way, when I'm here
Gotta find a way - a better way - I'd better wait
Gotta find a way, a better way, when I'm there
Gotta find a way - a better way - I'd better wait
Gotta find a way, to find a way, when I'm here
Gotta find a way - a better way - I'd better wait
09 Floyd The Barber (02:21)
Bell door on clanks, come on in
Floyd observes my hairy chin
Sit down chair don't be afraid
Steamed hot towel on my face
I was shaved
I was shaved
I was shaved
Barney ties me to the chair
I can't see I'm really scared
Floyd breathes hard I hear a zip
Pee pee pressed against my lips
I was shamed
I was shamed
I was shamed
I sense others in the room
Opey, Aunt Bea, I presume
They take turns and cut me up
I died smothered in Andy's clutch
I was shaved
I was shaved
I was shaved
10 Downer (02:16)
Portray sincerity, act out of loyalty
Defend every country, wish away pain
Hand out lobotomies to save little families
Surrealistic fantasy - bland, boring, plain
Hold me down in restitution
Living out your date with fusion
Is the whole fleece shun in bastard?
Don't feel guilty, master writing
Somebody said that they're not much like I am
I know I can
Make enough of the words as you go along
I sing then some
Sickening pessimist, hypocrite master
Conservative Communist, apocalyptic bastard
Thank you, dear God, for putting me on this Earth
I feel very privileged in debt for my thirst
Hold me down in restitution
Living out your date with fusion
Is the whole fleece shun in bastard?
Don't feel guilty, master writing
Somebody said that they're not much like I am
I know I can
Make enough of the words as you go along
I sing then some
11 Mexican Seafood (02:02)
Oh, itchy flakes, it isn't through me
Till the jaw's in flames, it's entertaining
True, the fungus mold is my attraction
Oh, it's only a disinfection
Only hurts when I, it hurts when I pee
Only hurts when I, it hurts when I sleep
I vomit cum and diarrhea on the tiled floor like oatmeal pizza
Fill my toilet bowl of a cloudy puss
I feel my blood becoming chowder rust
Only hurts a night, it hurts when I pee
Only hurts a night, until I sleep
Roll into my bed which does consist of lice bugs and fleas and
and yellow mucus
Stained dirt, Vaseline, toe jam & boogers
Stomach acid worms that dance in sugared slusdge
Mmmmm ...
13 Spank Thru (03:23)
This song is for lovers out there
And the little light in the trees
And all the flowers have gingivitus
And the birds fly happily
We're together once again my love
I need you back, oh baby baby
I can't explain just why we lost it from the start
Living without you girl, you'll only break my heart...
I can feel it, I can hold it
I can bend it I can shape it, I can mold it
I can cut it, I can taste it
I can spank it, beat it, masturbate it
I been looking for day glo
Always hearing the same ol'
Say you want to be faithful
I can make it do things you wouldn't think it ever could
15 Hairspray Queen (04:33)
I was your mind, you were my, my enemy
You were mine, I was your, your enemy
You would mind, I was your, your enemy
you were mine, I was was your, your ene
You rang
Your ears rang
I was your mind, you were my, my enemy
You were mine, I was your, your enemy
You would mind, I was your, your enemy
you were mine, I was was your, your ene
At night, The Wishful goddess
At night, She'll wish the hardest
At night, The disco goddess
At night, The bitch go gawd
I was your mind, you were my, my enemy
You were mine, I was your, your enemy
You would mind, I was your, your enemy
you were mine, I was was your, your ene
At night, The Wishful goddess
At night, She'll wish the hardest
At night, The disco goddess
At night, The bitch go gawd
I was your mind, you were my, my enemy
You were mine, I was your, your enemy
You would mind, I was your, your enemy
you were mine, I was was your, your ene
At night, The wishful goddess
At night, She'll wish the hardest
On Sight, The disco goddess
At night, The itch so modest
At night, The Crisco lochness
At night, The mouthful omelette
Out Sight, The fish-filled goblets
At night, The witch go Gawd
16 Pen Cap Chew (04:10)
Oh lesser God
Oh loathe me
You're lonely
Bore me
Oh Oh
You get you get you get you get to me
Holy is the time its such an easy way to go
You get you get you get you get to be
Hide the struggle in the skin under a fingernail
Oh lesser God Oh loathe me Oh lesser God oh you're lonely
Waste your time by saving worthless gullables
Kill a politician and then wear his clothes
This decade is the age of re-hashing
Protest and then go to jail for trespassing
Go home
Waste your time by saving worthless gullables
Kill a Politician and then wear his clothes
This decade is the age of re-hashing
Protest and then go to jail for trespassing
Go home
Can you see the reason for thy entrope?
Is there something wrong without society?
Has your conscience got to you for Accidents ?
Is this why unkowningly you eat your pens?
Go home
Go home
Go home
Go home
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