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Non c'è molta stima per i Pink Floyd post-Waters... o perlomeno non c'è molta stima da parte dei critici... non c'è molta stima da parte dei puristi... e non c'è molta stima da parte dei fan Floydiani della prima ora, i Barrettiani o Watersiani di ferro... ebbene secondo me per comprendere e apprezzare questo album bisogna mettere da parte i pregiudizi... dimenticarsi di quella volta in cui si è letto che David Gilmour non sa scrivere i testi... e di quella in cui si è sentito che David non è un grande chitarrista perchè "è lento"... o di quell'altra in cui è giunta voce che Nick Mason e Rick Wright sono solo due approfittatori fortunati che sfruttano il talento altrui... bisogna lasciar perdere tutto e ascoltare... è vero, in questo album non c'è Roger Waters, mancano il suo talento e la sua coerenza espressiva... manca la sua voce e manca anche il suo stile bassistico "grintoso"... però c'è molto altro... ci sono le atmosfere create dalla chitarra di David Gilmour, sempre maestoso sia quando imbraccia la Stratocaster, sia quando si concede alla chitarra acustica ("Lost For Words"), sia quando suona la slide (la strumentale "Maroneed" e "High Hopes", il nostalgico pezzo dedicato alla natia Cambridge che chiude splendidamente l'album), c'è la rinascita compositiva di Rick Wright (autore in passato tra le altre di "Us & Them" e "The Great Gig In The Sky") che, oltre a colorare tutto l'album con le sue proverbiali pennellate d'organo e di tastiera, firma in prima persona la introversa "Wearing The Inside Out"... ci sono più di sessanta minuti di musica suonati splendidamente, senza una nota fuori posto. Concludendo, "The Division Bell" forse non è un capolavoro, ma è un album tutt'altro che stanco o privo di spunti musicali... sicuramente degno di chiudere, con grande stile, una carriera magnifica come quella dei Floyd.
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03 Poles Apart (07:04)
Did you know...it was all going to go so wrong for you
And did you see it was all going to be so right for me
Why did we tell you then
You were always the golden boy then
And that you'd never lose that light in your eyes
Hey you...did you realize what you'd become
And did you see that it wasn't only me you were running from
Did you know all the time but it never bothered you anyway
Leading the blind while I stared out the steel in your eyes
The rain fell slow, down on all the roofs of uncertainty
I thought of you and the years and all the sadness fell away from me
And did you know...
I never thought that you'd lose the light in your eyes
06 Wearing the Inside Out (06:48)
From morning to night I stayed out of sight
Didn't recognize I'd become
No more than alive I'd barely survive
In a word...overrun
Won't hear a sound
From my mouth
I've spent too long
On the inside out
My skin is cold
To the human touch
This bleeding heart's
Not beating much
I murmured a vow of silence and now
I don't even hear when I think aloud
Extinguished by light I turn on the night
Wear its darkness with an empty smile
I'm creeping back to life
My nervous system all awry
I'm wearing the inside out
Look at him now
He's paler somehow
But he's coming round
He's starting to choke
It's been so long since he spoke
Well he can have the words right from my mouth
And with these words I can see
Clear through the clouds that covered me
Just give it time then speak my name
Now we can hear ourselves again
I'm holding out
For the day
When all the clouds
Have blown away
I'm with you now
Can speak your name
Now we can hear
Ourselves again
09 Keep Talking (06:11)
For millions of years mankind lived just like the animals
Then something happened which unleashed the power of our imagination
We learned to talk
There's a silence surrounding me
I can't seem to think straight
I'll sit in the corner
No one can bother me
I think I should speak now
I can't seem to speak now
My words won't come out right
I feel like I'm drowning
I'm feeling weak now
But I can't show my weakness
I sometimes wonder
Where do we go from here
It doesn't have to be like this
All we need to do is make sure we keep talking
Why won't you talk to me
You never talk to me
What are you thinking
What are you feeling
Why won't you talk to me
You never talk to me
What are you thinking
Where do we go from here
It doesn't have to be like this
All we need to do is make sure we keep talking
Why won't you talk to me
You never talk to me
What are you thinking
What are you feeling
Why won't you talk to me
You never talk to me
What are you thinking
What are you feeling
I feel like I'm drowning
You know I can't breathe now
We're going nowhere
We're going nowhere
10 Lost for Words (05:14)
I was spending my time in the doldrums
I was caught in the cauldron of hate
I felt persecuted and paralyzed
I thought that everything else would just wait
While you are wasting your time on your enemies
Engulfed in a fever of spite
Beyond your tunnel vision reality fades
Like shadows into the night
To martyr yourself to caution
Is not going to help at all
Because there'll be no safety in numbers
When the Right One walks out of the door
Can you see your days blighted by darkness?
Is it true you beat your fists on the floor?
Stuck in a world of isolation
While ivy grows over the door
So I open my door to my enemies
And I ask could we wipe the slate clean
But they tell me to please go fuck myself
You know you just can't win
11 High Hopes (08:31)
Beyond the horizon of the place
we lived when we were young
in a world of magnets and miracles.
Our thoughts strayed constantly
and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun.
Along the long road and on down the causeway
Do they still meet there by the cut?
There was a ragged band
that followed in our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures
trying to tie us to the ground
to a life consumed by slow decay.
The grass was greener.
The light was brighter.
With friends surrounded.
The nights of wonder.
Looking beyond the embers
of bridges glowing behind us
to a glimpse of how green it
was on the other side
Steps taken forwards
but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide.
At a higher altitude
with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights
of that dreamed of world.
Encumbered forever
by desire and ambition
There's a hunger
still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still
stray to the horizon
Though down this road
we've been so many times.
The grass was greener.
The light was brighter.
The taste was sweeter.
The nights of wonder.
With friends surrounded.
The dawn mist glowing.
The water flowing.
The endless river.
Forever and ever.
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Altre recensioni
Di zuckina
In questo disco Nick e Rick hanno suonato tutto quello che dovevano suonare: per questo, secondo me, è il disco più geniuino dei Floyd dai tempi di Wish You Were Here.
Quasi che tentando di liberarsi di Roger Waters, ne abbiano creato una brutta copia, un mostro di Frankestein assemblato come meglio si poteva.
Di Old King Cole
"The Division Bell è un album svalutato, reputato inutile dai critici per varie ragioni."
"La conclusione è affidata alla perfetta 'High Hopes', che si chiude a sua volta in diminuendo sulle note del superbo assolo di Gilmour."
Di Bert
Certe canzoni parlano per te. Nessun bisogno di parole.
Se riuscissimo per una volta ad avere il potere, prendere quelle decisioni e prenderci indietro quel che ci spetta, allora sì che torneremmo a Vita.
