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Bene, eccomi qua, è tanto che desidero parlare con fervore di quello che considero uno dei più bei album della storia del Rock.
In realtà, visto dall'esterno, 'One Hot Minute' non è che sia tutto quel granchè: la bambina in copertina ha un qualcosa di irritante ed inquietante allo stesso tempo ed ancora più inconcepibili sono le facce dei Peppers che sorridono spudorati (e rimbecilliti) sull'ultima pagina del libriccino, ma siamo pazzi, Chad Smith con un pupazzetto in mano? Insomma, questa è stata la mia prima impressione quando, ancora inesperta ma desiderosa fan dei Chilis, 2 anni fa ho comprato il suddetto album.
Poi ho ascoltato "Warped". "Mai sentita una cosa del genere". Rimango a bocca aperta... è proprio vero che la musica è la vita. I Brividi (è da questi che testo su me stessa la meravigliosità della musica) che mi trasmette questa canzone sono incomparabili a qualsiasi altra sensazione che io abbia fatto, faccio o mai farò. E siamo solo all'inizio... Beh, in realtà, spossata dalla botta di "Warped", considero le altre canzoni buone, ma non esageratamente eccezionali: "Aeroplane" è quasi una ballata tendente al pop, carina però nel suo genere, "Walkabout" e "Tearjerker" sono rispettivamente simpatica e... strappalacrime, ma arriviamo alle altre vere chicchine: "Deep Kick" che fa BOOM! il botto, il pieno di ilarità generale, "Coffee shop" che è audace, "Pea" che è degradante ai massimi livelli (viva Flea) e l'omonima (rispetto all'album) "One Hot Minute", con il suo stacco finale di ben 64 deung-deung.
Belle Canzoni. Proporrei un altrettanto bell'accozzamento fra queste e altre grandi di 'Mother's Milk', un album misto tipo "One Hot Milk" o "Mother's Minute", già, già, non sarebbe male...
Anche se quest'album c'ha una piccola pecca (può sembrare, dopo tutto quello che ho detto fin'ora, che in realtà il cd non mi piaccia molto, ma in realtà ne vado pazza... provare per credere, fa uno strano effetto) e questa è: Dave Navarro. Sebbene io abbia recentemente dichiarato ai miei Compagniucoli di Giuggiole che non intendo sposarmi se non con un Navarro o un Black (in riferimento a Jack Black, amore della mia vita) devo comunque dire che ritengo sempre e comunque John Frusciante il miglior chitarrista over 21 di tutti i tempi (per ora il migliore under 21 è il tipo che mi piace, del quale, per ovvie ragioni non dirò il nome), seguito subito da Jimi Hendrix, Yngwie Malmsteen, Jimmy Page, Angus Young, Ace Frehley.... ma questa è un'altra storia. Insomma, a me sto Navarro piaciucchia, però non è un Frusciante.
É come ascoltare "Stairway to heaven" cantata da Cristina D'Avena.
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01 Warped (05:04)
My tendency
For dependency
Is offending me
It's upending me
I'm pretending see
To be strong and free
From my dependency
It's warping me
So much love
So rare to dare
Afraid of
Ever being there
Take me home
I need repair
Take me please
To anywhere
Descended from
Demented men
Struggle with
The art of Gen
Please don't look
Too close at me
You might not like
What you see
Night craving
Sends me crawling
Beg for mercy oh
A vacancy
That's full of holes
Hold me please
I'm feeling cold
CHORUS :
Descend all the way all the way
Everyday
Warped and scared
Of being there
02 Aeroplane (04:45)
I like pleasure spiked with pain
And music is my aeroplane
It's my aeroplane
Songbird sweet and sour Jane
And music is my aeroplane
It's my aeroplane
Pleasure spiked with pain
That motherfucker's always spiked with pain
Looking in my own eyes hell-o
I can't find the love I want
Someone better slap me
Before I start to rust
Before I start to decompose
Looking in my rear view mirror
Looking in my rear view mirror
I can make it disappear
I can make it disappear! Have no fear!
I like pleasure spiked with pain
And music is my aeroplane
It's my aeroplane
Songbird sweet and sour Jane
And music is my aeroplane
It's my aeroplane
Pleasure spiked with pain
That motherfucker's always spiked with pain
Sitting in my kitchen hey girl
I'm turning into dust again
My melancholy baby
The star of mazzy must
Push her voice inside of me
I'm overcoming gravity
I'm overcoming gravity
It's easy when you're sad to be
It's easy when you're sad... Sad like me!
I like pleasure spiked with pain
And music is my aeroplane
It's my aeroplane
Songbird sweet and sour Jane
And music is my aeroplane
It's my aeroplane
Pleasure spiked with pain
Just one note
Could make me float
Could make me float away
One note from
The song she wrote
Could fuck me where I lay
Just one note
Could make me choke
One note that's not a lie
Just one note
Could cut my throat
One note could make me die
I like pleasure spiked with pain
And music is my aeroplane
It's my aeroplane
Songbird sweet and sour Jane
And music is my aeroplane
It's my aeroplane
That's spiked with pain
It's my aeroplane x 9
05 Coffee Shop (03:08)
I am just a lousy burn
Searching for the unknown crumb
The crumb the crumb
Nothing or someone to come
Come along illuminate my lust
Combust
Confucius might have been confused
And Buddha might have blown a fuse
I ooze
The muse
Meet me at the coffee shop
We can dance like Iggy Pop
Another go in the parking lot
Freak the cheek on your hotspot
Back and forth my body's jerking
Will to thrill will not stop working
Work and work
I'll take you on a honeymoon
Jumping on a bed in a hotel room
The room
The groom
Meet me at the coffee shop
We can dance like Iggy Pop
Another go in the parking lot
Freak the cheek on your hotspot
06 Pea (01:47)
I'm a little pea
I love the sky and the trees
I'm a teeny tiny little ant
Checkin' out this and that
I am nothing
Ahhhhh Ahhhhh
So you have nothing to hide
And I'm a pacifist
So I can fuck your shit up
Oh yeah, I'm small
Oh yeah, I'm small
Fuck you, asshole
You homophobic redneck dick
Big and tough and macho
You can kick my ass
So fucking what?
So fucking what?
So fucking what?
So fucking what?
07 One Big Mob (06:02)
I am you are me
Good woman said you gotta believe
Submerge into the urge of we
Deliciously the mystery
One big mob aw yea aw yea
One big mob aw yea aw yea
Eh bara mala aw yea aw yea
Eh bara mala aw yea aw yea
Ooze into into my noodle
East or west shepherd or poddle
Lady bug pinetree
To mingle with the bumblebee
A lover to the sun
And a brother to the cool breeze
Chorus :
Scrawled upon the wall
Of a bathroom stall
A stranger wrote a note
That spoke to all
One two buckle my shoe
Take care of me
Cause I might be you
We live in the city
We live in the jungle
It's time to be drinking
A thimble humble
Everything you ever see
Is never more than you and me
Give it on into the beauty of the mystery
One big mob in one big home
A broken home
I'd like to share some air with you
Some air with you
A morning forest full of truths
The green is blue
The head that's getting pregnant lives
to give and give
What was I thinking in my head
The color red
Breaking hearts instead of bread
Something I said
Checkmated by frustration
Need to be cut loose
A different kind of being lost
A sullen cost
Picaboo street in Timbuktu
Do I need repeat
That a boy named Sue ?
Rockin' to the beat
Of the kangaroo
Let me kiss your feet
And your forehead too
08 Walkabout (05:07)
I think I'll go on a walkabout
And find out what it's all about
And that ain't hard
Just me and my own two feet
In the heat I've got myself to meet
A detective of perspective
I need to try to get a bigger eye
open wide
Bloodwood flowers in my gaze
Walkabout in a sunny days
Do me now
On a walkabout
You could do it in the city
You could do it in a zone
You could do it in desert
You could do the unknown
On a walkabout
High desert skies are what I spy
So fly - you gotta wonder why
The stingrays must be fat this year
I'm moving slow in my lowest gear
The digirido original man with a dream
I believe the Aborigine
On a walkabout
You could do it with a shuffle
You could do it with a stroll
You could do it with a stride
You could do the unknown
On a walkabout
A walk could cure most all my blues
Bare feet or in my two shoes
One two
I think I'll go on a walkabout
And find out what it's all about
Use your legs to rock it wide
Take a ride to the other side
09 Tearjerker (04:19)
[Anthony]
Could you turn up the
track a little bit, please
My mouth fell open
Hoping that the truth
Would not be true
Refuse the news
I'm feeling sick now
What the fuck am I
Supposed to do
Just lose and lose
First time I saw you
You were sitting
Backstage in a dress
A perfect mess
You never knew this
But I wanted badly for you to
Requite my love
Chorus :
Left on the floor
Leaving your body
When highs are the lows
And lows are the way
So hard to stay
Guess now you know
I love you so
I liked your whiskers
And I liked the
Dimple in your chin
Your pale blue eyes
You painted pictures
Cause the one
Who hurts
Can give so much
You gave me such
Repeat chorus
11 Falling Into Grace (03:48)
What ever never knew
That I could feel so good
Smile in your eyes
What ever never knew
That I could walk through wood
I guess I never tried
A million years old
But just a little girl
Vibin' off the gong
Rubbin' on the bowls
Make you float around
Make your lovin' strong
And when we get
In the same place
At the same time
It is your grace
That I want to
Fall right into now
To love avow
I'm falling into grace with you
I'm falling into guru muhk
I'm falling into grace with you
I'm falling into guru muhk
She moves in a rapture
That her capsule might
Land on your star
Meditating in the morning
Head dressed in white
Beauty bazaar
You can smell the purple light
Comin' home her heart
Get lost and wet
I treat you like a teacher
`Cause that's what you are
I wanna be your pet
And when we get
In the same place
At the same time
It is your grace
That I want to
Fall right into now
To love avow
12 Shallow Be Thy Game (04:33)
I was not created
In the likeness of a fraud
Your hell is something scary
I prefer a loving god
We are not the center
Of this funny universe
And what is worse
I do not serve in fear of such a curse
Shallow be thy game
2000 years look in the mirror
You play the game of shame
You tell your people live in fear
A rival to the way you see
The Bible let him be
I'm a threat to your survival
And your control company
You'll never burn me
You'll never burn me
I will be your heretic
You can't contain me
I am the power free
Truth belongs to everybody
To anyone who's listening
You're not born into sin
The guilt they try and give you
Puke it in the nearest bin
Missionary madness
Sweep up culture with a broom
Trashing ancient ways
Is par for the course
It's fucking rude
To think that you're above
The laws of nature what a joke
Purple sashes feeding masses
Smoke on which to choke
I might be a monkey
When it comes to being holy
Fundamental hatred
Get down on your knees and
You'll never burn me
You'll never burn me
I will be your heretic
You can't contain me
I am the power free
Truth belongs to everybody
I was not created
In the likeness of a fraud
Your hell is something scary
I prefer a loving god
We are not the center
Of this funny universe
And what is worse
I do not serve in fear of such a
You'll never burn me
You'll never burn me
I will be your heretic
You can't contain me
I am the power free
Truth belongs to everybody
You'll never burn me
You'll never burn me
I will be your heretic
You can't contain me
I am the power free
Truth belongs to everybody
13 Transcending (05:46)
You are my god you are my dog
You kept me close love never lost
I called you hippie you said fuck off
Said your brother's a real punk rocker
Refrain :
Something gonna happen
Something very soon
Transcending flesh could be a breeze
Sending me oh over the Moon
Friends near death you gave respect
Sympathetic Intellect
Choices are, for one and all
All we are is, leaves that fall
Round and round inside your head
Smartest fucker I ever met
Vicious fish bit at your toes
Made you lie and numb your soul
Refrain
Mule donkey ass you bore the load
Of all creation's tortured souls
Choices are for one and all
All is, leaves that fall
Hey gone to stay
Entire lifetime flash before me
In a loving stream
Hey mother may I have lost a child
But she gave birth
To a loving stream
Ooh, never know
When the gods will come and
Take you
To a loving stream
Ooh, heart of gold
The most special things you gave me were
From your loving stream
In a loving stream
Fuck the magazines
Fuck the green machine
See the human being
In a loving stream
Fuck the legal greed
Fuck the nothing scene
See the family
In a loving stream
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Di giov
Questo disco è orrendo. È zero assoluto, è niente, anzi, questo disco non esiste.
Dave Navarro sta a questo disco come wwwhatemoorenet sta a Missy Elliott.
Di Flea^^
"One Hot Minute non è assolutamente quello che si può definire un album 'oggettivamente' bello."
"È davvero strano sentire i Red Hot cimentarsi con questo genere di canzoni, ma dal risultato ne escono sicuramente a testa alta a livello tecnico."
Di POSTIN
Una perenne malinconia avvolge l'intero album, anche le canzoni apparentemente più gioiose e vitali.
Forse il fatto che le ballate siano il punto forte del disco... ha fatto giudicare spesso frettolosamente quello che invece è un buon, se non ottimo album.
Di DeMatteo
"Non credo alle mie orecchie: spettacolare!",
"One Hot Minute? Un album splendido, con un chitarrista davvero bravo e per certi versi più estroso, particolare e fantasioso di Frusciante."
Di FabbioAW
Per me si tratta solo di un buon artista che ha avuto i suoi alti, ma soprattutto i suoi bassi...
Questo disco è molto più Chili Peppers di alcune merde anni Duemila come 'Stadium Arcadium' e, più di ogni altro, 'By The Way', che proprio non sopporto.
