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Io credo nei miracoli ed in un mondo migliore per noi due.
Inizia così «Brain Drain», undicesimo album in studio dei Ramones, pubblicato il 23 marzo 1989.
Questo è l’album da avere, al pari dell’esordio, per chiunque non sia un maniaco completista, perché segnò la definitiva rinascita della banda.
I precedenti «Too Tough To Die», «Animal Boy» e «Halfway To Sanity» furono segnali di vita incoraggianti dopo che in tanti – troppi – si affollarono al capezzale recando in mano le copie di «Pleasant Dreams» e «Subterranean Jungle», contriti in volto ma raggianti perché loro lo previdero già nel 1974 che quei quattro incompetenti non sarebbero potuti durare; anzi, dopo dieci anni, non sarebbero dovuti durare.
Che soddisfazione, vederli perennemente esclusi dalle posizioni calde delle charts, anche quando collaborarono con Phil Spector, anche quando incisero «Baby, I Love You», anche quando irruppero timidamente sul palco di Top Of The Pops umiliati da un playback che ancora grida vendetta.
Che soddisfazione sarebbe stata se non fossero approdati al 1989, per tutti quelli che non prestarono né presteranno ascolto a «It’s Gonna Be Alright» e «Touring» e se pure inavvertitamente lo facessero, il senso non lo afferrerebbero comunque.
Anche io credo nei miracoli ed in un mondo migliore per noi due.
Ebbene, non si sarebbe potuto definire altrimenti il clamoroso successo che arrise a «Pet Sematary», un miracolo e la speranza che il mondo fosse migliore di quanto si pensasse: li diedero per spacciati ad ogni piè sospinto e loro se ne fecero beffe ed in «Pet Sematary» si fecero seppellire tutti e quattro e su di loro calò una sfavillante lapide luminosa.
Tutti e quattro, giù nella fossa, Joey, Johnny, Dee Dee e Marky.
Molti non lo digerirono, quell’effimero successo, però stapparono le bottiglie di quello buono quando, da lì a qualche giorno, Dee Dee lasciò casa e famiglia: brindarono, perché non sarebbero potuti durare senza Dee Dee, e Joey e Johnny che erano entrati in guerra tanti anni prima e da allora nemmeno si parlavano né si scambiavano uno sguardo. Non erano più una famiglia felice i Ramones e forse, a dar credito alle loro autobiografiche confessioni, non lo furono mai.
Non sarebbero durati oltre, se non avesse bussato alla porta CJ. Di certo non tornarono ad essere una famiglia felice, ma ebbero la forza di andare avanti, per regalare a tutti noi, loro figli, la speranza che i miracoli accadano ed il mondo sia migliore di quanto non si pensi, proprio come succede nelle famiglie.
Ed allora furono i Ramones ad alzare i bicchieri di carta colmi di birra calda da quattro soldi, augurando a tutti buon Natale, peraltro in lieve anticipo sui tempi. Ma questi furono immancabilmente i Ramones, quelli che augurarono buon Natale a marzo e si misero in viaggio verso Rockaway Beach a dicembre.
Molti persero la speranza di poter assistere al loro fine carriera e si consolarono definendoli dei reduci, patetici, confidando che di lì a poco sarebbe stato tempo di grunge e corporate punk.
Si ingannarono anche questa volta, e che bello che ci fossero pure Eddie Vedder, Tim Armstrong e Lars Frederiksen a salutare Joey, Johnny, CJ e Marky quando salirono su di un palco per l’ultima volta. E tornò pure Dee Dee, perché comunque furono una famiglia, seppure infelice.
«Brain Drain» è tutto, fuorché un album di reduci.
Il suono è potente, pieno come mai fino ad allora, e brani come «Zero Zero UFO», «Learn To Listen» e «Ignorance Is Bliss» testimoniano la strepitosa vena di “quei” Ramones,
E la voce di Joey, che ruggisce dagli amplificatori, ma pure esorta a credere nei miracoli ed in un mondo migliore.
Io credo nei miracoli, anche se non sempre i miracoli accadono.
Fu talmente potente l’impatto di «Brain Drain» che i Ramones ne trassero vita per altri tre album bellissimi.
Joey fu talora costretto a cedere il microfono, prima di cedere definitivamente, ma prima volle invitare tutti a non preoccuparsi per la sua sorte e testimoniare che quello che visse fu sempre un mondo meraviglioso, anche se non fu miracolato; poi cedettero Dee Dee, Johnny e Tommy, ed oggi restano solo CJ e Marky a ricordare cosa significano i Ramones.
R-A-M-O-N-E-S!
Io credo nei miracoli ed in un mondo migliore per noi due, o almeno per te.
Elenco tracce testi samples e video
01 I Believe in Miracles (03:20)
I used to be on a endless run
Believe in miracles 'cause i'm one
I've been blessed with the power to survive
And after all these years i'm still alive
I'm outta here kickin' with the band
I'm no longer a solitary man
Every day my time runs out
Lived like a fool that what i was about oh,
I believe in miracles
I believe in a better world, for me and you
oooh, and I believe in miracles
I believe in a better world for me and you
Tatooed your name on my arm
I always said my girl is a good luck charm
If she can find a reason to forgive
Then i can find a reason to live
I used to be on a endless run
Believe in miracles 'cause i'm one
I've been blessed with the power to survive
And after all these years i'm still alive
Ohh I believe in miracles
I believe in a better world for me and you
Ohh I believe in miracles
I believe in a better world for me and you
I close my eyes and it think how
It might be
The future is here today
It's not too late
It's not too late no!
Ohh I believe in miracles
And I believe in a better world for me and you
Ohh I believe in miracles
And I believe in a better world for me and you
02 Zero Zero UFO (02:25)
It landed in a field in Idaho
Where it came from, I don't know
It did not look like it came from Japan
And out of the dark walked a strange man
If you think it's a pack of lies
I saw it happen with my own eyes
A million miles from the milky way
A hundred years, a month and a day
Zero Zero UFO
Zero Zero UFO
When media writes, the neon lights
Spaceships travel at the speed of light
A million stars in the sky
I here the Queen on the alien's side
If you think it's a pack of lies
I saw it happen with my own eyes
A million miles from the milky way
A hundred years, a month and a day
Zero Zero UFO
Zero Zero UFO
Hey
Zero Zero UFO
Zero Zero UFO
Zero Zero UFO
Zero Zero UFO
Hey
03 Don't Bust My Chops (02:28)
I'm sick and tired of you calling me names I'm sick and tired of your childish games
I'm sick and tired of your bullshit brats Cocaine stupor and anxiety attacks
Picked up the magazine, I see your face You're nothin' boy, a goddamn waste
With the lamest fashions on your back You're never happy, a hypochondriac
Don't bust my chops, baby, don't bust my chops
Don't bust my chops, baby, don't bust my chops Yeah
You're a styling queen and an alley cat Too many chocolates keep a fat man fat
You're a pain in the ass, and your on the loose All I get from you is your bad attitude
Dirty mouth, it's all I can bear Get outta here bitch, 'cause you're nowhere
Always wearin' that cheap perfume Can always tell when you're in the room
Don't bust my chops, baby, don't bust my chops
Don't bust my chops, baby, don't bust my chops Ah
Don't bust my chops, baby, don't bust my chops
Don't bust my chops, baby, don't bust my chops
Don't bust my chops, baby, don't bust my chops
Don't bust my chops, baby, don't bust my chops Alright
04 Punishment Fits the Crime (03:05)
I hear the bells of freedom chimin'
And inside my heart I feel I'm dyin'
Wise guys never compromise
Then they loose their rights and they act surprised
Jail really cuts ya down to size
Let the punishment fit the crime
The footprints on the sand of time
The philosophy of the poet's rhyme
Makes a man humble in his prime
You can go up, down, or sideways
Be on death row, counting the days
They say the answers are blowin' in the wind
And to take yourself out would really be a sin
You just have to cope and start over again
Let the punishment fit the crime
The footprints on the sand of time
The philosophy of the poet's rhyme
Makes a man humble in his prime
Little child cries in his sleep
And life makes promises it can't keep
And then feel you had, had enough.
You realize somehow, someway
Your destiny was planned from the very first day
Let the punishment fit the crime
The footprints on the sand of time
The philosophy of the poet's rhyme
Makes a man humble in his prime
Let the punishment fit the crime
The footprints on the sand of time
The philosophy of the poet's rhyme
Makes a man humble in his prime
Let the punishment fit the crime
Let the punishment fit the crime
Let the punishment fit the crime
Let the punishment fit the crime
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05 All Screwed Up (03:59)
Without you baby's like suicide
I need you baby, that I just can't hide
I miss you honey when it's cold outside, oh yeah
I miss your body, baby, next to mine
Ooooh, baby, yeah we sure felt fine
I miss you honey, oh yeah
I say baby, baby I'm all screwed up
I miss your body and I need your love
I miss you honey when it's cold outside, oh yeah
Baby, baby I'm all screwed up
I miss your body and I need your love
I miss you honey when it's cold outside, oh yeah
I said baby, baby
Baby, baby, aw ahhh, baby, baby, oh yeah (oh yeah)
Baby, baby, aw ahhh, baby, baby, aw ahhh
Baby, baby, oh yeah, oh yeah
Without you baby's like suicide
I miss you baby, that I just can't hide
I want you baby when it's cold outside, oh yeah
I miss your body, baby, next to mine
Ooooh, baby, yeah we sure felt fine
I want you baby, oh yeah
I said baby, baby
Baby, baby, aw ahhh, baby, baby, oh yeah (oh yeah)
Baby, baby, aw ahhh, baby, baby, aw ahhh
Baby, baby, oh yeah, oh yeah
Baby, baby, baby can't you see
You don't know what you're doin' to me, aw yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
I need you baby, baby can't you see
You don't know what you're doin' to me, aw yeah, oh yeah, oh
I love ?? but it makes me sick
Everybody's beautiful and full of it
Ooh, I love the way that you shake your hips, oh yeah
I miss your body, baby, next to mine
Ooooh, baby, yeah we sure felt fine
I miss you baby, oh yeah
Baby, baby
Baby, baby, aw ahhh, baby, baby, oh yeah (oh yeah)
Baby, baby, aw ahhh, baby, baby, aw ahhh
Baby, baby, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah
06 Palisades Park (02:19)
Written by Chuck Barris, who later created and starred in TV's "Gong Show"
Last night I took a walk after dark
A swingin' place called Palisades Park
To have some fun and see what I could see
That's where the girls are
I took a ride on a shoot-the-chute
That girl I sat beside was awful cute
And after while she was holdin' hands with me
My heart was flyin' up like a rocket ship
Down like a roller coaster
Back like a loop-the-loop
And around like a merry-go-round
We ate and ate at a hot dog stand
We danced around to a rockin' band
And when I could, I gave that girl a hug
In the tunnel of love
You'll never know how great a kiss can feel
When you stop at the top of a Ferris wheel
When I fell in love down at Palisades Park
We ate and ate at a hot dog stand
We danced around to a rockin' band
And when I could, I gave that girl a hug
In the tunnel of love
You'll never know how great a kiss can feel
When you stop at the top of a Ferris wheel
When I fell in love down at Palisades Park
Down at Palisades Park
FADE
You know it's Palisades Park
Down at Palisades Park
07 Pet Sematary (03:30)
Under the arc of a weather stain boards,
Ancient goblins and warlords,
Come out of the ground not making a sound,
The smell of death is all around.
And the night when the cold wind blows,
No one cares nobody knows.
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again.
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again.
Follow Victor to the sacred place,
This ain't a dream, I can't escape,
Molars and fangs, the clicking of bones,
Spirits moaning among the tombstones,
And the night, when the moon is bright,
Someone cries, something ain't right.
CHORROS
The moon is full, the air is still,
All of a sudden I feel a chill,
Victor is grinning, flesh rotting away,
Skeletons dancee, I curse this day,
And the night when the wolves cry out,
Listen close and you can hear me shout.
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again.
I don't want to be buried in a Pet Sematary,
I don't want to live my life again, oh no, oh no
I don't want to live my life again, oh no, oh oh,
I don't want to live my life again, oh no no no
I don't want to live my life again, oh oh
10 Ignorance Is Bliss (02:38)
Ignorance is bliss, ya know it's true Ignorance is bliss, just look at you
Is it goin' anywhere?
I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, yeah!
What's happening to our society? Disintegration of humanity
Destruction of the environment Cram that cop donation in your ass
Is it goin' anywhere?
???? Politicians to confuse you
What's good for them, now it ain't good for you But there ain't nothing that you can do
I'm alive, I'm alive, I'm alive, yeah!
12 Merry Christmas (I Don't Want to Fight Tonight) (02:05)
Merry Christmas, I don't want to fight tonight with...
Merry Christmas, I don't want to fight tonight
Merry Christmas, I don't want to fight tonight
Merry Christmas, I don't want to fight tonight with you
Where is Santa at his sleigh? Tell me why is it always this way?
Where is Rudolph? Where is Blitzen, baby? Merry Christmas, merry merry merry Christmas
All the children are tucked in their beds Sugar-plum fairies dancing in their heads
Snowball fighting, it's so exciting baby
I love you and you love me And that's the way it's got to be
I loved you from the start 'Cause Christmas ain't the time for breaking each other's heart
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Di andrewramone
Forse si può capire in alcune tracce che tutto il gruppo era incasinato, chi con donne, chi con soldi o chi con problemi mentali.
Era proprio il loro stile soprattutto dall'inconfondibile voce di Joey Ramone.
