Niente di meglio di una bella recensione per inaugurare il portatile nuovo!
In questo caso ho deciso di recensire un disco Psychobilly, un genere molto particolare che fonde l'horror punk e il Rockabilly degli anni '50. I Reverend Horton Heat è un gruppo molto famoso tra gli appassionati del genere suddetto: sono un terzetto texano formato da Jim Heath, chitarrista soprannominato "Reverend Horton", da Jimbo Wallace al contrabbasso e dal batterista Patrick Bentley; il gruppo nella prima parte nella sua carriera faceva cover in giro per il Texas, il passaggio ad una carriera musicale vera e propria si ha con il cambio di bassista e batterista. "Smoke 'em If You Got 'em" è il disco d'esordio della band, uscito a cavallo tra 1990 e il 1991, è possibile individuare tutte le caratteristiche tipiche del gruppo ma anche del genere: una chitarra molto presente, una batteria effervescente e un contrabbasso deciso nel dare ritmo alle canzoni. Quello che si ascolta è un sound vivace, molto indicativi sono "Bullet", brano d'apertura assolutamente efficace, "Marijuana" altro pezzo indovinato e "Psychobilly Freakout" vero e proprio manifesto del gruppo (il titolo è assolutamente indicativo), un brano velocissimo ed esplosivo dove il titolo è urlato in una maniera assolutamente originale. Oltre a pezzi più marcatamente si hanno altri brani che riprendono dal campionario del Rockabilly, si segnala "Eat Steak". Alcuni pezzi sono interamente strumentali mentre altri vedono alle voci Heath e Wallace che si prestano bene alle musiche che cercano di proporre.
Ascoltare i Reverend Horton Heat costituisce un'esperienza sui generis la quale però merita di essere vissuta, magari con il disco nello stereo immaginandosi di sfrecciare nel deserto texano circondati da pozzi di petrolio e casupole diroccate.
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02 I'm Mad (03:16)
You stay out, baby,
All night long
Wonder why I'm mad
You leave without a sign
Ask me why I'm sad
Why, get your stuff together 'cause I ain't gonna be your dad
I've had it up to here
I'm mad!
I'm mad!
When I work, baby, you flirt around acting all so bad
You think I'm dumb enough to buy that line
You think you got me had
Well, I ain't that dumb and, baby, you ain't that bad.
I've had it up to here
I'm mad!
I'm mad!
You say I'm crazy, crazy, crazy crazy crazy crazy!
At least I got some part-time job
At least I'm not so lazy lazy
It's been a long time coming and a crazy long time that I've had
I've had it up to here
I'm mad!
03 Bad Reputation (02:25)
Hey!
You've got a bad reputation that's a what you got
A bad reputation but I like it a lot
A bad reputation and it's all over town
A bad reputation and it's going around
A bad reputation (bad reputation!)
A bad reputation (bad reputation!)
You're a bad little chick and that's the word on the street
You're the kind of girl I'd like to meet
You've got bright red lips and a pretty face
A rose tattooed in a private place
Spiked high heels and a wiggle in your walk
Makin' everyone in this big city talk
A bad reputation (bad reputation!)
A bad reputation (bad reputation!)
You're a bad little chick and that's the word on the street
You're the kind of girl I'd like to meet
You've got bleached blonde hair and a tight boustia
Ain't no wonder all the people say
You're the sweetest thing any man could see
So come on over here and be sweet on me
A bad reputation (bad reputation!)
A bad reputation (bad reputation!)
You're a bad little chick and that's the word on the street
You're the kind of girl I'd like to eat
A bad reputation (bad reputation!)
A bad reputation (bad reputation!)
You're a bad little chick and that's the word on the street
You're the kinda girl I'd like to meet
You're the kinda girl I'd like to eat
06 Psychobilly Freakout (02:39)
It's a psychobilly freakout!
Well, we're off, we're off, we're off!
It's, it's, it's a psychobilly freakout!
Well, we're off, we're off, we're off!
I'll tell you what it is! (what is it God dang it!?)
It's some kinda Texas psychobilly freakout that's what it is!
Well, we're off, we're off, we're off!
It's a psychobilly freakout!
08 Marijuana (04:49)
It's been a long time since I wore this rattle snake smile
And a lot of my friends haven't seen it in quite a while
I feel my eyes rolling deep inside my head
And there's a feeling of misconception in the air
Yeah, I'm starting to see
Yeah, I do believe
I used to have a soft southern glowing face
I used to leave my heartaches with the chase
When you get stung with the heart of a little Child
Well that's how you get that rattle snake smile
Better keep your distance with this tangled shape I'm in
Well, no one better touch me right now with this cold-blooded thick skin
Well you better run real fast when you hear that rattling sound
Well you better run real fast, man, or this one's gonna knock you down
I sit alone trying to shed this skin that I'm living in
Well, trying to clear my vision once again
Well I ain't no good for no one no not right now
'Cause I've got to run myself
And I've got to to run now
Well, I look like something you could put in a fuckin gcage
Come over here and give me a kiss
Yeah, I'm starting to see
Yeah, I do believe
Better keep your distance from this tangled shape I'm in
You know better than touch me right now with this cold blooded thick skin
Now, I said better run real fast when you hear that rattling sound
I said you better run real fast or this one's gonna knock you down
I sit alone in the desert rain with my tail in the air
10 Eat Steak (02:33)
Eat steak, eat steak eat a big ol' steer
Eat steak, eat steak do we have one dear?
Eat beef, eat beef it's a mighty good food
It's a grade A meal when I'm in the mood.
Cowpokes'll come from a near and far
When you throw a few rib-eyes on the fire
Roberto Duran ate two before a fight
'Cause it gives a mighty man an awful lot of mighty might
Eat steak, eat steak eat a big ol' steer
Eat steak, eat steak do we have one dear?
Eat beef, eat beef it's a mighty good food
It's a grade A meal when I'm in the mood.
Eat meat, eat meat, filet mignon
Eat meat, eat meat, eat it all day long
Eat a few T-bones till you get your fill
Eat a new york cut, hot off the grill
Eat steak, eat steak eat a big ol' steer
Eat steak, eat steak do we have one dear?
Eat beef, eat beef it's a mighty good food
It's a grade A meal when I'm in the mood.
Eat a cow, eat a cow 'cuase it's good for you
Eat a cow, eat a cow it's a thing that goes Mooooo
Look at all the cows in the slaughterhouse yard
Gotta hit'em in the head, gotta hit'em real hard
First you gotta clean it then the butcher cuts it up
Throws it on a scale throws an eyeball in a cup
Saw a big Brangus Steer standing right over there
So I rustled up a fire cooked him medium rare
Bar-B-Q'ed his brisket, a roasted his rump
Fed my dog that ol' Brangus Steer's hump
Eat steak, eat steak eat a big ol' steer
Eat steak, eat steak do we have one dear?
Eat beef, eat beef it's a mighty good food
It's a grade A meal when I'm in the mood.
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