Uh-oh! Ci fanno notare che questa recensione compare anche (tutta o in parte) su "I 500 dischi fondamentali del rock" del Mucchio Extra.
da non confondere col dottor dolittle. . . . . . ah. . ok. . è gia' stata fatta una recensione ma non mi sembrava all'altezza. . poi fate voi. . . . Se l'ombra lunga dei pixies si estende ancora oggi su buona parte del pop-noise angloamericano è per effetto dello straordinario trittico iniziale della carriera discografica del gruppo di Black Francis(oggi anche detto sexy frank black): il mini Come On Pilgrim ne aveva annunciato il talento , il successivo Surfer Rosa ne aveva invece attestato l'unicita', Doolittle è invece l'album che ne consacro' il ruolo di geni manipolatori di influenze apparentemente in contrasto. La musicalita' intrepida dei Pixies resta nella storia come un supremo esempio del potere incantatorio dellla musica, oltre la superfice dell' ovvio. Prima di loro , fondere hillbilly, hard-rock e pop in un'ottica postpunk era un'impresa titanica. Eppure, le quindici tracce di questo disco parlano chiaro: si puo'. . eccome se si puo'. Basta avere il coraggio e vedersi brillare una scintilla a un palmo dal naso e prenderla, per poi renderla materia concreta. L'intuizione del gruppo di boston è epocale ma certo non solo istintiva: è frutto , piuttosto, di un'intelligenza vivissima e una prodigiosa multiformita' di intenti. I quattro Pixies stendono un lenzuolo bianco d'ironia nera, aspra, cinica, e sopra ci costruiscono, mattone su mattone, un edificio bellissimo se pur(o proprio perché) pieno di spigoli e angoli irregolari. La felice consonanza di rumore e melodia ricavata da una prospettiva sghemba, come in un grandangolo alterante, attraverso cui il rock'n'rollviene travisato con un impeto dissacrato al limite dell' isteria. Le chitarre schizzofreniche sorreggono la visionarita' simbolica di Francis , che ammanta di una splendida luce dissonante brani memorabili come "Debaser"(pop'n'roll per adolescenti allucinati)"Wave of mutilation"(con ritornello killer alla sexyteen), "here comes your man"(con sentore sixies), "monkey gone to heaven"(la piu' celebre e forse la mia preferita), "mr. grivies"(praticamente i television virati in farsa grottesca alla plauto)e "la la love you". Tutto è il contrario di tutto, e tutto in un disco. . . e tutto questo nel 1989. . . splendido. . . questa recensione la vorrei dedicare a debaser . . . a tutti gli editori. . . a tutti i recensori. . belli, brutti , metallari, punk, gay, bisex. . . . . grazie. . . debaser grazie. . .Elenco tracce testi samples e video
01 Debaser (02:52)
Got me a movie
I want you to know
Slicing up eyeballs
I want you to know
Girlie so groovie
I want you to know
Don't know about you
But I am un chien andalusia
I am un chien andalusia
I am un chien andalusia
I am un chien andalusia
Wanna grow
Up to be
Be a debaser, debaser
Debaser, debaser
Debaser, debaser
Got me a movie
Ha ha ha ho
Slicing up eyeballs
Ha ha ha ho
Girlie so groovie
Ha ha ha ho
Don't know about you
But I am un chien andalusia
I am un chien andalusia
I am un chien andalusia
I am un chien andalusia
Debaser, debaser
Debaser, debaser
Debaser, debaser
Debaser, debaser
Debaser, debaser
Debaser, debaser
02 Tame (01:55)
Got hips like Cinderella
Must have been having a good shame
Talkin' sweet about nothing
Cookie I think you're tame
I'm making good friends with you
When you're shaking your good frame
Fall on your face in those bad shoes
Lyin' there like you're tame
03 Wave of Mutilation (02:04)
Cease to resist, giving my goodbye
Drive my car into the ocean
You'll think I'm dead, but I sail away
On a wave of mutilation
A wave
Wave
I've kissed mermaids, rode the El Niño
Walked the sand with the crustaceans
Could find my way to Mariana
On a wave of mutilation,
Wave of mutilation
Wave of mutilation
Wave
Wave of mutilation
Wave
04 I Bleed (02:34)
As loud as hell
A ringing bell
Behind my smile
It shakes my teeth
And all the while
As vampires feed
I bleed
Prithee, my dear,
Why are we here?
Nobody knows
We go to sleep
As breathing flows
My mind secedes
I bleed
There's a place
In the buried west
In a cave with a house in it
In the clay the holes of hands
You can place a hand in hand
I bleed
05 Here Comes Your Man (03:21)
Outside there's a boxcar waitin'
Outside the family stew
Out by the fire breathin'
Outside we wait 'til face turns blue
I know the nervous walkin'
I know the dirty beard hangs
Out by the boxcar waitin'
Take me away to nowhere plains
There is a wait so long
You'll never wait so long
Here comes your man (x3)
Big shake on the boxcar movin'
Big shake to the land that's falling down
Is a wind makes a palm stop blowin'
A big, big stone fall and break my crown
There is a wait so long
You'll never wait so long
Here comes your man (x4)
There is a wait so long
You'll never wait so long
Here comes your man (x4)
06 Dead (02:21)
you crazy baby bathsheba, i wancha
you're suffocating you need a good shed
i'm tired of living, shebe, so gimme
dead
we're apin' rapin' tapin' catharsis
you get torn down and i get erected
my blood is working but my, my heart is
dead
hey
whaddyah know?
you're lovely
tan belly
is starting to grow
uriah hit the crapper, the crapper
uriah hit the crapper, the crapper
uriah hit the crapper, the crapper
dead
07 Monkey Gone to Heaven (02:56)
There was a guy, an underwater guy who controlled all the sea,
Got killed by ten million pounds of sludge from New York and New Jersey.
This monkey's gone to heaven.
This monkey's gone to heaven.
This monkey's gone to heaven.
This monkey's gone to heaven.
The creature in the sky got sucked in a hole,
Now there's a hole in the sky.
And the ground's not cold, and if the ground's not cold,
Everything is gonna burn, we'll all take turns.
I'll get mine, too.
This monkey's gone to heaven.
This monkey's gone to heaven.
This monkey's gone to heaven.
This monkey's gone to heaven.
Rock me, Joe...
If man is five,
If man is five,
If man is five,
Then the devil is six,
Then the devil is six,
Then the devil is six,
Then the devil is six,
And if the devil is six,
Then god is seven,
Then god is seven,
Then god is seven.
This monkey's gone to heaven.
This monkey's gone to heaven.
This monkey's gone to heaven.
This monkey's gone to heaven.
08 Mr. Grieves (02:05)
hope everything is alright
hope everything is alright
what's that floating in the water
oh neptune's only daughter
i believe
in mr. grieves
pray for a man in the middle
one that talks like doolittle
i believe
in mr. grieves
do you have another opinion
do you have another opinion
la la la la la la la la
la la la la la la la la
got bombed got frozen
got finally off to a finally dozing
i believe
in mr. grieves
do you have another opinion
opinion
do you have another opinion
do you have another opinion
you can cry you can mope
but can you swing from a good rope
oh i believe
in mr. grieves
hope everything is alright
hope everything is alright
09 Crackity Jones (01:24)
Jose Jones told me alone his story
He got friends like Paco pico piedra la muneca
He receives on his set
Crack crack crackity Jones
Please forgive me Jose Jones
You need these walls for your own
I'm moving out of this hopedaje
I'm afraid you'll cut me boy
Thirty miles by by hundred miles by stinking island oh
Por goofiar en crushing automovil
Chasing voices he receives in his head
Crack crack crackity Jones
10 La La Love You (02:43)
(Shake your butt!)
(Not too hard!)
(Shake your butt!)
(Not too hard!)
[whistle] Yeah.
[whistle] Yeah.
[whistle] Yeah.
I love you,
I love you,
I love you,
I do.
I love you.
All I'm saying Pretty Baby
La la love you, don't mean maybe
All I'm saying Pretty Baby
First base
Second base
Third base
Home run
[whistle] Yeah.
[whistle] Yeah.
[whistle] Yeah.
I love you,
I love you,
I love you,
I do.
I love you.
All I'm saying Pretty Baby
La la love you, don't mean maybe
All I'm saying Pretty Baby
La la love you, don't mean maybe
All I'm saying Pretty Baby
La la love you, don't mean maybe
All I'm saying Pretty Baby
La la love you, don't mean maybe
All I'm saying Pretty Baby.
11 No. 13 Baby (03:51)
got hair in a girl
that flows to her bones
and a comb in her pocket
if the wind gets blown
stripes on her eyes when she walks slow
but her face falls down
when she go, go, go
black tear falling on my lazy queen
gotta tattooed tit say number 13
viva
dont want no blue eyes
la loma
i want brown eyes
rica
im in a state
viva
dont want no blue eyes
la loma
i want brown eyes
rica
im in a state
choir in the yard in the house next door
where her grandma brought
some songs from the shore
six foot girl
gonna sweat when she digs
stand close to the fire
when they light the pig
standing in her chinos
shirt pulled off clean
gotta tattooed tit
say number thirteen
viva
dont want no blue eyes
la loma
i want brown eyes
rica
im in a state
viva
dont want no blue eyes
la loma
i want brown eyes
rica
im in a state
13 Hey (03:31)
Hey
been trying to meet you
mmm..
hey
must be a devil between us
or whores in my head
whores at the door
whore in my bed
but hey
where
have you
been
if you go i will surely die
we're chained
we're ch-ained
we're chained
uh
said the man to the lady
mmm
uh
said the lady to the man she adored
and the whores like a choir
uh uh all night
and mary ain't you tired of this
uh
is
the
sound
that the mother makes when the baby breaks
we're chained
we're ch-ained
we're chained
14 Silver (02:25)
in this land of strangers
there are dangers
there are sorrows
i can't see this lady
it is shady
i am leaving tomorrow
tomorrow
tomorrow
even there's a reason
it's silver
it's gone
in this land of strangers
there are dangers
there are sorrows
sorrows
sorrows
sorrows
15 Gouge Away (02:44)
Gouge away, you can gouge away
Stay all day if you want to
Missy aggravation, some sacred questions
You stroke my locks, some marijuana if you got some
Gouge away, you can gouge away
Stay all day if you want to
Sleeping on your belly
You break my arms, you spoon my eyes
Been rubbing a bad charm with holy fingers
Gouge away, you can gouge away
Stay all day if you want to
Chained to the pillars, a three-day party
I break the walls and kill us all with holy fingers
Gouge away, you can gouge away
Stay all day if you want to
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Altre recensioni
Di easycure
I Pixies sono stati una delle interpretazioni più folli e geniali che si siano mai avute del Rock.
Schizofrenico, distorto, atipico, caleidoscopico, unico, perciò bellissimo.
Di Laggio
I Pixies stavano cambiando le coordinate del garage secondo una maniera musicale che avrebbe influenzato enormemente il decennio seguente.
L’album è trascinante per chi è abituato ai suoni ruvidi e martellanti del rock, quasi inascoltabile per chi la domenica pomeriggio guarda CD Live!
Di MissBlinky
Il primo posto se lo becca DeBaser.
Il confine tra genialità e follia è molto sottile.
Di gmetti
Perché questo disco è fondamentale? Perché è semplicemente da innamoramento immediato!
Il Genio è sempre però Joey Santiago, colui che tesse le melodie di tutte le canzoni, colui che dà il marchio di fabbrica al tutto.
Di lester69
Con i Pixies ci è voluto una decina di ascolti. Poi ci sono scivolato dentro e non ne sono più uscito.
Il problema (e la delizia) di questo disco è che non arrivi a capirlo mai fino in fondo.
