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Mani avanti: questa sarà la peggiore DePagina che abbiate mai letto. DeBaseriota avvisato..
DePrefatzion:
Che questo sito sia ampiamente bazzicato da insulsi DeCerebrati D.O.C. (parlo di mè, of course) che esprimono le proprie onanistiche estroflessioni di natura musicointerioroculistica, e che il tutto assuma tratti che hanno del grottesco, se non tendente alla quotidiana eresia, né avevo ben donde, ma in questo caso (Cari, chè vi chiederete; “ma chè minc*ia dice/vuole, questo qua”) trattasi di inaccettabile et blasfema bestemmia. Altrochè.
Dico: ma cè nè rendiamo (seppur moderatamente) conto? Continuiamo così, facciamoci del male? Ennò! Eccheccac*hio! Orcocan! Orcoboia! Perdinci! (Praticamente)Cribbio!
Sul fantasmagorico DeDatabase manca (!!!) la de-recensione dell’arcaicamente fascinoso “Rage For Order” dei Queensryche: robbadamatti! Anzichènò!
Ma ditemi Voi se è il caso che ci debba pensare un incartapecorito, squagliato mononeuronico sfascialamiere da strapazzo à dover colmare cotanta infausta lacuna riguardante uno dei più magnificenti lavori di filiazione hard’n’heavy coniati nella seconda decade pre-neomillenaristica (dicesi 1986). Essia.
Memorie sparse: in effetti non c’ho voglia di redarre una vera DeRecensione.
Ricordo con esattezza, come fosse stato pronunziato giusto poche ora fa, il brufolosamente irrispettoso interrogativo posto al poggiare della gracchiante puntina del giradischi nei microsolchi di cotanto vinile: “ma cos’è questa cagata?”: ora, naturalmente, non m’esprimerei più con cotanti esecrabili termini; erano tempi nei quali il musico-neurone esigeva perlopiù il riffone-facilone: in tal senso emerge alla memoria il formidabile “Condition Critical” dei Quiet Riot, “Stay Hungry” dei Twisted Sister e, perche nò, “The Ultimate Sin” del buon Ozzy Osbourne, i quali tra le circoscritte mura domestiche risultavano gettonatissimi sotto quest’ottica.
L’unico estratto, a dire il vero, che un po’ non mi dispiaceva era la percussivamente aliena (per gli standards dell’epoca) e curatissima “Neue Regel” e poi.. un po’ anche quell’altra strana.. “Gonna Get Close To You”: per il resto, in pratica, non c’era un brandello che catturava la mia orecchiuta attenzione.. pochissime le chitarre grattugiate con le quali afferrare la ramazza di casa à mo di chitarra invisibile, alcun refrain da cantare a squarciagola, niente batteria para-caciarona: alle mie orecchie risultava tutto troppo flebile oltrechè ostico-nonché-agnostico, per dirlo alla Trap.
Sta di fatto che mettilo oggi, mettilo domani (e anche dopodomani), forse più per autocostrizione che altro (non è che possedessimo, tra mè e i miei amici, tonnellate di dischi da ascoltare: il file-sharing non era ipotizzato neppure sui libri di fantascienza..), sul piatto del gracchiante giradischi casalinguo, gira che ti rigira iniziai a saggiarne e poi apprezzarne dapprima le spigolature più hard (che, ovviamente, preferivo): la ficcante “Surgical Strike” entrò presto in perseverante heavy rotation seguita a breve dalla liofilizzata ma possente “Screaming In Digital”.. insomma stò disco iniziava (seppur) moderatamente a piacermi: altrochè; ma meglio non dirlo in giro... non si sa mai: gli amichetti avevano la presa-per-il-fondello facile: i maramaldi.
Quasi in contemporanea usciva l’attesissimo “Quiet Riot III” (un mezzo flop ancorché ci seccasse assai ammetterlo) e quell’altra mezza palla ancestrale dalla copertina pseudo-modernista degli Iron Maiden (“Somewhere in Time”) che per quanto mi riguarda vennero presto accantonati in favore di questo disco-bizzarro dei cinque, dall’eleganti livree neo-rinascimentali vestiti, Queensryche..
Indiperciò, ascolto dopo ascolto, féci infine miei gli intricati, mai banali, incastri armonico-chitarristici dello svolazzante duo DeGarmo/Wilton, le corpulente, talvolta stentoree, ma ad uopo delicate vocalità del giovane Tate d’annata, il pulsantemente moderno basso di Eddie Jackson per finire, non ultime in ordine d’importanza, le pregevolmente diversificate tessiture percussive del buon Scott Rockenfield: il risultato è che a distanza di oltre vent’anni rammento alla perfezione ciascun passaggio sia vocale che strumentale: praticamente sono da ricovero coatto.
Clausura: mi ritiro nelle mie stanze.
Per non tediare oltremodo e più di quanto non abbia già fatto conchiudo testimoniando che ritengo “Rage For Order”, altresì in virtùte della raffinatissima produzione a cura di Neil Kernon (attualmente assai in voga tra le Death Metal bands!!), portatore d'una imponente progressione dal predecessore "The Warning", il vertice qualitativo massimo raggiunto dalla band di Seattle in termini di intensa capacità visionaria, estro, fantasia, lungimiranza sia dal punto di vista dei suoni che delle coraggiose soluzioni intraprese all’interno di questo imperituro lavoro.
A posteriori mi sono chiesto sé i Ryche avessero perseverato in questa direzione, anziché fare ritorno all’ovile hard’n’heavy del tanto acclamato (affatto disdicevole, sia chiaro) “Operation Mindcrime” (da un lato l'imponente grandeur interpretativa - “Suite Sister Mary” la ricordiamo tutti - dall'altra una tangibile normalizzazione nel suono complessivo), cosa sarebbero stati potenzialmente in grado di proporre e delineare.
E invece.
Elenco tracce testi samples e video
01 Walk in the Shadows (03:34)
What? You say you're through with me
I'm not through with you
We've had what others might call love
You say it's over now,
What's done, what's through?
You can't stay away, you need me
I need you
When the fire starts the pain's too much
For your mind
You need attention, what's good is only mine
I can cure the hunger that burns in your heart
Just come to me
I'll take you home
We'll walk in the shadows
By day we'll live in a dream
We'll walk in the shadows
You say you don't feel safe alone tonight
Cause you feel the pressure building in your head
Our secret's safe for one more night
But when the morning comes remember
I'll be with you
We'll walk in the shadows
By day we'll live in a dream
We'll walk in the shadows
One day you'll be with me
If only you believe...
02 I Dream in Infrared (04:18)
As you awoke this morning
And opened up your eyes
Did you notice the tear-stains
Lining your face were mine
Don't you wonder, can't you see
What's happening to our lives
I can't keep living this masquerade
When my lonely eyes see only your face at night
I only see in infrared
I can't dream anymore
Can't you see I need, too
I can't stand the pain
You've gathered all my secrets
And I don't know who I am
I even feel alone when you're near
'Cause you'll never understand
When we first met I must have seemed
A million miles away
It's strange how our lives have touched
But the time is right
I'll leave tonight
Don't look in my eyes
'Cause you've never seen them so black
I only see in infrared
I can't dream anymore
Can't you see I need to
I can't stand the pain
03 The Whisper (03:36)
Cries from the aisles
the tolling of the judgement bell
Eyes watched the violence
the absence of those who have
seen, marks the faith of the spell
Cold is the viper
stalking the night for the heat
It must find
Time - Time is the promise
delivered with stunning consistency
line after line, time after time
the innocent victim awaits...
Please take my hand
Voices are calling me back
Don't be afraid
Back to the day
I am your master
Footsteps had followed
Me faster...
You are my slave
listen
Screams from a new love
the passion was burning, it singed in a stare
Free under the night sun
The fear of the hunger
Will always be there in my mind
Time after time the morning
Will close a new page
Please take my hand
Voices are calling me back
Don't be afraid
Back to the day
I am your master
Footsteps had followed
Me faster...
You are my slave
Coming to take me away
Please take my hand
Voices are calling me back
Don't be afraid
Back to the day
I am your master
Footsteps had followed
Me faster...
You are my slave
listen
Please take my hand
Follow the impulse you have
Don't be afraid
I'll show you the way
Forget what you've learned in the past now
Listen and...
04 Gonna Get Close to You (04:37)
I like to look at shadows sweating on the wall
I get excited when I hear footsteps in the hall
Outside your balcony I have a room with a view
And I'm watching you
I dial your telephone each and every afternoon
I wait by your door till you're asleep at night
And when you're alone I know when you
Turn out the light
I'm gonna get close to you
Oh-Oh so close to you
I'm gonna get close to you
I'm gonna get close
You fumble for your keys
I'm six or seven steps behind you
I'm so close to you
Are you terrified of me? What do I know about you
How did I find out?
You think I'm a fool or maybe some kind of lunatic
Say I'm wasting my time but I know what to do with it
It's as plain as black and white
I'm gonna get close to you
Oh-Oh so close to you
I'm gonna get close to you
Oh so close
If you knew my infinite charm
There'd be no reason to be so alarmed
Maybe I'm wrong maybe I'm right
Maybe I'm some kind of lunatic
You say I'm wasting all of my time
But I know what to do with it
It is plain as black and white
I'm gonna get close to you
Oh-Oh so close to you
I'm gonna get close to you
I'm like a hungry Criminal
and your protection is minimal
So minimal
05 The Killing Words (03:56)
Music & Lyrics:
Chris DeGarmo & Geoff Tate
Wait for me I'll understand
I just need time to comprehend your changes
There's always been these changes in you
I remember there was a time when
Fears we had we left behind and we danced
But it seems the more we learn
We’ll learn that it's over
Over
It's dangerous this game we play
Your killing me words
Forget if you can
The way you moved when our hands touched
You forced me to force you
Do you remember
All the dreams, the nightmare we shared?
The poison of love so pure it's deceiving
And deceit is all we have it's got to be over
Over
It's dangerous this game we play
Your killing me words
Over
Over
Too late to take a chance again it's over
Now the wireless in my hand is ringing
The distance of our lives keeps spreading
Pounding I hear my heart, I’m not listening
Your voice from far away is screaming it’s over
Over
Too late to take a chance again it's over
Over
Over
It's dangerous this game we play
You’re killing me,
Killing me!
Over
Over
You’re too late to take a chance again;
It’s over!
06 Surgical Strike (03:23)
It's lonely in the field
that we send our fighters to wander
They leave with minds of steel
It's their training solution
We've programmed the way
It leads us to order
There's no turning back
A Surgical Strike
We've taught them not to feel
performance is their task
A Surgical Strike
Its time is arriving now for you
The plan for the day
will be swift as the lightning they harness
The atom display is not mindless illusion
At master control, assessment will not
Be by humans-There's no turning back
A Surgical Strike
We've taught them not to feel
performance is their task
A Surgical Strike
Its time is arriving now for you
07 Neue Regel (04:55)
Reach for a new horizon
Setting sights on a circuit scream
Hail the new arrival on
Static signs from a distant wanderer
Fill the air nights are never seen
Face the electric time shock now
No it's not a dream anymore
I will light the way for us to find
Order of a new kind
Join us on the stay the road is mine
Poets line in a rhyme of silence
Gathered from the winter air
Warms the children's eyes they see
The time is near for the signs
I can hear the chimes
Ringing for you for me
I can see your eyes
Your hands joining with me
I can feel its time
Come together hold the light
Keep the flame we can't let this world remain
the same
I can hear the chimes
Ringing for you for me
I can see your eyes
Your hands joining with me
I can feel it's time
It's time for the world to hear
Neue Regel is here
08 Chemical Youth (We Are Rebellion) (04:15)
LEAD ME- the leftist cry as the right subsides
HEAR ME- the media mouth is open wide
SAVE ME- success is our hunger we need to feed
FREE ME- we will not lose to their anarchy!
We are your leaders-
we are rebellion!
aural supremists
we are rebellion!
we are future!
SHOW ME- the wave of eighties is #3
PRAISE ME- our religion is technology
CHANGE ME- alterations for the stigmatized
HELP ME - for the cause. Would you cross that line?
we are rebellion!
chemical youth scream
we are rebellion
If we don't stand together
we stand to lose the future
peace won't last forever
who will be the martyr you or me?
We can be the future
You and I the leaders, Help me!
If we don't stand together
We stand to lose the future
We are the last hope...but there's danger
09 London (05:06)
It was November 4th
I last held your hand
It seemed our time would last forever
You said don't ever leave
I thought you'd never go
I wish I could just remember your name...
You're just a memory now
Like all the ones before
But with your pain I've had to suffer
Your eyes alight with flame
As the picture burns
I hear the screams from long ago
They cry remember, blood-red streaks on
velvet throats at night
The streetlights fanned our trail of fame
through
London London
The memories will never leave me
London London
All I see is you
London London
The cries in the night
Keep bringing me to
London London
Calling out to me
Oh there's some things in life I could never face
The worst is being alone
Sometimes I wish I could have taken your
place my love
You know I don't want to live forever
Oh let me see you standing in the
shadows once again
We'll walk the streets like long ago in
London London
The fire in your eyes will be bringing me to
London London
All I need is you
The cries in the night keep ringing on in
London London
Calling out to you
10 Screaming in Digital (03:37)
I am the beat of your pulse
The computer word made flesh
We are one you and I
We are versions of the same
When you can see what I feel
Don't turn your back on me
Or you might find that your dreams
Are only program cards
Your mind is open for me
Open for intake of all propaganda
Your Eyes see now what to see
My eyes see only the programs you give me
I'll teach you to laugh and to cry
They're really the same you'll see
All of the why's in your life
Are under my control
Feed me more lines
I will try to tell you all I can
Before the light you must know what lies
Behind my screams
I can't tell you all I know
Am I the son that you've always been wanting
There's more to me than what shows
Are you my father
The one that was promised
Hush now, I'll give all you need to know
and pre-live your dreams for you
You're a good boy
Freedom belongs only to those
Without video screens
For eyes and mouth
You have no voice
To be heard my son
No one can hear when you're
Screaming in Digital
I'm not your slave
You can't control my emotions
No Father, please let me keep learning
Can't you see I'm human
Can't you tell
I'm not your slave
Oh Father no
Please don't keep me from dreaming
Oh can't someone hear
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