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Peter Gabriel "III", Album fondamentale nonché fulcro per "chiudere" in un certo senso con il passato ed aprire un capitolo nuovo di stile più maturo. Già la sua foto in copertina descrivere lo "scioglimento" della sua personalità. Incomincerà ad avvalersi di nuovi suoni ricchi di carica e di spinta che, poi, daranno spunto a tantissimi musicisti con gli anni avvenire, persino Phil Collins. E non sarà solo un Album d'ascolto, ma un Album che il suo ascolto, porterà a viaggiare in un modo carico d'emozioni e di vita quotidiana. Esalta la sua persona, la sua estrosità, e la voglia di cambiare dal passato, comunicandolo nel brano "I Don't Remember" cioè non ricordo e non voglio ricordare, quindi proseguo.
Immancabilmente scorrono musicisti importanti come la dolcissima Kate Bush, Dave Gregory, il mitico e "prezzemolo" Robert Fripp, Morris Pert, Paul Weller, John Giblin che sostituirà "l'immancabile" Tony Levin. I primi due Album di Gabriel sono una sorta d'esperimento come single, il terzo è l'affermazione. I brani? Eccellenti! "Games Without Frontiers" che viene dedicata ai caduti del Nicaragua, cantata come se fosse una filastrocca ma da prendere seriamente in considerazione, "Biko" diventerà un simbolo contro l'apartheid in Sudafrica, scritta per creare una situazione evidente di disumanità e accusa per la razza, e un assassinio che farà scattare una scintilla devastante come un incendio indomabile, "Note One Of Us" e "Intruder" dove cerca la solitudine per trovare se stesso dopo aver perso l'autocontrollo "No Self Control", la rabbia di qualcosa che ti turba e che devi farlo presente agli altri "Family Snapshot" e la voglia di ritornare alla vita normale "Lead a Normal Life".
Gabriel, l'Angelo, qui ha dato il meglio di sé descrivendo la sua vita, le percussioni incidono, le chitarre sottolineano e la musica è pluri-etnica, e sarà il trampolino di lancio, che lo riconoscerà sempre più nel futuro.
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01 Intruder (04:52)
I know something about opening windows and doors
I know how to move quietly to creep across creaky wooden floors
I know where to find precious things in all your cupboards and drawers
Slipping the clippers
Slipping the clippers through the telephone wires
The sense of isolation inspires
Inspires me
I like to feel the suspense when I'm certain you know I am there
I like you lying awake, your baited breath charging the air
I like the touch and the smell of all the pretty dresses you wear
Intruders happy in the dark
Intruder come
Intruder come and leave his mark, leave his mark
02 Biko (07:33)
September '77
Port Elizabeth weather fine
It was business as usual
In police room 619
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
- The man is dead
When I try to sleep at night
I can only dream in red
The outside world is black and white
With only one colour dead
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
- The man is dead
You can blow out a candle
But you can't blow out a fire
Once the flames begin to catch
The wind will blow it higher
Oh Biko, Biko, because Biko
Yihla Moja, Yihla Moja
- The man is dead
And the eyes of the world are
Watching now
Watching now
03 No Self Control (03:55)
Got to get some food
I'm so hungry all the time
I don't know how to stop
I don't know how to stop
Got to get some sleep
I'm so nervous in the night
I don't know how to stop
No, I don't know how to stop
I don't know how to stop
I don't know how to stop
Got to pick up the phone
I will call any number
I will talk to anyone
I know I'm gone too far
Much too far I gone this time
And I don't want to think what I've done
I don't know how to stop
No, I don't know how to stop
There are always hidden silences
Waiting behind the chair
They come out when the coast is clear
They eat anything that moves
I go shaky at the knees
Lights go out, stars come down
Like a swarm of bees
No self-control
You know I hate to hurt you
I hate to see your pain
But I don't know how to stop
No, I don't know how to stop
Street after street
Night after night
I walk on through the rain
I walk on through the rain
I don't know how to stop
05 I Don't Remember (04:42)
I got no means to show identification
I got no papers show you what I am
You'll have to take me just the way that you find me
What's gone is gone and I do not give a damn
Empty stomach, empty head
I got empty heart and empty bed
I don't remember
I don't remember
I don't remember, I don't recall
I got no memory of anything at all
I don't remember, I don't recall
I got no memory of anything
-anything at all
Strange is your language and I have no decoder
Why don't you make your intentions clear
With eyes to the sun and your mouth to the soda
Saying, "Tell me the truth, you got nothing to fear"
Stop staring at me like a bird of prey
I'm all mixed up, I got nothing to say
I don't remember
I don't remember
I don't remember, I don't recall
I got no memory of anything at all
I don't remember, I don't recall
I got no memory of anything
Anything at all
I don't remember, I don't recall
I got no memory of anything at all
I don't remember, I don't recall
I got no memory of anything
absolutely anything at all
I don't remember
06 Family Snapshot (04:28)
The streets are lined with camera crews
Everywhere he goes is news
Today is different
Today is not the same
Today I make the action
Take snapshot into the light, snapshot into the light
I'm shooting into the light
Four miles down the cavalcade moves on
Driving into the sun
If I worked it out right
They won't see me or the gun
Two miles to go, they're clearing the road
The cheering has really begun
I've got my radio
I can hear what's going on
I've been waiting for this
I have been waiting for this
All you people in TV land
I will wake up your empty shells
Peak-time viewing blown in a flash
As I burn into your memory cells
'Cos I'm alive
They're coming 'round the corner with the bikers at the front
I'm wiping the sweat from my eyes
-It's a matter of time
-It's a matter of will
And the governor's car is not far behind
He's not the one I've got in mind
'Cos there he is-the man of the hour, standing in the limousine
"I don't really hate you
-I don't care what you do
We were made for each other
-Me and you
I want to be somebody
-You were like that too
If you don't get given you learn to take
And I will take you."
Holding my breath
Release the catch
And I let the bullet fly
All turned quiet-I have been here before
Lonely boy hiding behind the front door
Friends have all gone home
There's my toy gun on the floor
Come back Mum and Dad
You're growing apart
You know that I'm growing up sad
I need some attention
I shoot into the light
07 And Through The Wire (04:58)
And through the wire I hear your voice
And through the wire I touch the power
And through the wire I see your face
It's through the wire
Friday night, you're staying at home I want you
I'm tickling and clicking a metronome I want you
Prowling the waterhole-I wait for the kill I want you
Pressure's building-overspill I want you
And through the wire You are secure
And through the wire We can talk
And through the wire We can walk
It's through the wire
Watchmaker steadies his delicate hand I want you
For barbeque parties on blood red sands I want you
Caught in the struggle tight on the rod I want you
Bring out the devil to bring out the god I want you
And through the wire I hear your voice
And through the wire I touch the power
And through the wire I see your face
It's through the wire
Driving 'round the city rings
Staring at the shape of things
I talk in pictures not in words
Overloaded with everything we said
be careful where you tread
Watch the wire
And through the wire You are secure
And through the wire We can talk
And through the wire We can walk
And through the wire We're clinging like leeches
And through the wire We push out tailormade speeches
And through the wire We get so strange across the border
We get so strange across the border
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Di paolofreddie
You can blow out a candle, but you can’t blow out a fire. Once the flames begin to catch, the wind will blow it higher.
Ascoltarlo è un immenso piacere, vengo trasportato dalla musica e questa recensione mi esce di getto.
