• Voto:
Credo di essere iscritto a DeBaser da ormai abbastanza tempo per sapere che la maggiorparte dei commenti sarà fatto da cose tipo "Merda!". Ma in fondo non me ne frega un cazzo perché so che reagirei allo stesso modo: questo CD fa schifo (si sa, no? Testi banali, musica semplice, Williams che canta cose non sue, tutti che fanno soldi felici e contenti...) e ne sono consapevole, mia sorella ce l'ha e lo dovetti sopportare per mesi. Allora perché il voto così alto? Semplice, perché c'è una canzone che lo vale tutto, che è in grado di rendere una pena di CD in una pietra miliare: "Angels".
Ricordo una gran recensione di ...caz... sul CD di Carla Bruni: bene, rifacendomi a lui voglio ribadire il concetto che nella musica non bisogna guardare sempre e solo la tecnica o lo stile o l'uso del growl o dello sweep picking o cazzate varie perché c'è molto altro, ben più importante per l'esistenza stessa della musica. Mi spiego: se stai a una festa e il DJ mette una canzone e tu cogli la palla al balzo e inviti un'amica tua (per la quale ci stai sotto a un treno) a ballare e la cosa è così romantica e emozionante che vi baciate e lei ti dice che non sapeva come fartelo capire e vi mettete insieme, qual è secondo voi la canzone che il DJ ha messo?
"Angel Of Death" non va bene. "Bombtrack" nemmeno. Idem per qualunque cosa di Chick Corea, più che altro perché non ci si può ballare sopra. Potrebbe andare bene "Through Her Eyes", ma se la ragazza sa un minimo di inglese ti sputa in un occhio. "Don't Let Me Be Lonely Tonight"? Beh, nessun DJ la metterà mai, eppoi per acchiappare usando questa canzone è meglio arpeggiare e cantare.
Per esclusione è rimasta "Angels", ma magari qualcuno ha dato questa come prima risposta. Perché in casi del genere è la migliore. Certo, non dico sulla faccia della Terra, non conosco tutto ciò che è stato composto dall'Uomo di Neanderthal ad oggi, ma PER ME è la migliore, cazzo.
Conclusione: è una canzone pop? Alla quale non crede neanche Robbie Williams? Composta da qualcuno che non ha niente a che fare o quasi col cantante? Con l'unico scopo di fare arricchire centinaia di magnacci? Beh, 'sti cazzi. Perché in quel momento eravamo solo io, la mia attuale ragazza e quella canzone che stava facendo venire i brividi a tutti e due. E se la musica ti emoziona perché ti ricorda un particolare momento della tua vita, allora è un capolavoro, e questo è il molto altro di cui parlavo prima. E chi non l'ha ancora capito... beh, posso dire solo che si sta perdendo una frega di belle cose.
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01 Lazy Days (03:54)
Lazy days calling to you
Come out and play, the future lies with you
Now you can be sure love is the cure
What we're searching for is to have a jolly good time
Crazy days but you'll get me through
And here I'll stay holding on to you
Now you can be sure our thoughts unpure
We'll unlock the door and we will have a jolly good time
It can happen in any season
We don't need any reason to sit around and wait
The world can change in a second
So I find the sunshine beckons me
To open up the gate and dream
And dream
Lazy days, don't let them get you down
Wear your smile, I don't want to see you frown
Don't let them get you down
It can happen in any season
We don't need any reason to sit around and wait
The world can change in a second
So I find the sunshine beckons me
To open up the gate and dream
And dream
Then we will have a jolly good time
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah........
02 Life Thru a Lens (03:07)
Wake up on Sunday morning
Everything feels so boring
Is that where it ends
Live your life thru a lens
Hair is the new hat, brown is the new black
She shouldn't wear this he shouldn't wear that
Pleasure at leisure make mine a double measure with friends
Fashion tardis down at Quo Vadis
Who laughs the longest who drives the hardest
Pleasure at leisure make mine a double measure with friends
Just because I ain't double barrelled
Don't mean I haven't travelled well
Can't you tell!
Oh no it's quite appalling
Your conversation is boring as hell, oh well!
Wake up on Sunday morning
And everything feels so boring
Is that where it ends
With your life thru a lens
And now your boyfriend's suspicious
So go home and wash the dishes
And wash them well so he can't tell
She's looking real drab just out of rehab
I'm talking football she's talking ab fab
Your clothes are very kitch
Just because your daddy is rich
You sound so funny with your voice all plummy
Now your cheque's just bounced better run to your mummy
And you know it's a class act she'll never ask for it back
Just because I ain't double barrelled
Don't mean I haven't travelled well
Can't you tell!
Mix with the local gentry and don't crash Tarquin's Bentley
I'll take the bends with our life thru a lens
You're scared of the poor and needy
Is that why you're all inbreedy?
They're just like you, they need love too
Wake up on Sunday morning
And everything feels so boring
Is that where it ends
With your life thru a lens
And now your boyfriend's suspicious
So go home and wash the dishes
And wash them well so he can't tell
04 Angels (04:25)
I sit and wait
does an angel contemplate my fate
And do they know
The places where we go
When we're grey and old
'cause I have been told
That salvation lets their wings unfold
So when I'm lying in my bed
Thoughts running through my head
And I feel that love is dead
I'm loving angels instead
And through it all she offers me protection
A lot of love and affection
Whether I'm right or wrong
And down the waterfall
Wherever it may take me
I know that life won't break me
When I come to call
She won't forsake me
I'm loving angels instead
When I'm feeling weak
And my pain walks down a one way street
I look above
And I know I'll always be blessed with love
And as the feeling grows
She brings flesh to my bones
And when love is dead
I'm loving angels instead
And through it all she offers me protection
A lot of love and affection
Whether I'm right or wrong
And down the waterfall
Wherever it may take me
I know that life won't break me
When I come to call
She won't forsake me
I'm loving angels instead
(Instrumental)
And through it all she offers me protection
A lot of love and affection
Whether I'm right or wrong
And down the waterfall
Wherever it may take me
I know that life won't break me
When I come to call
She won't forsake me
I'm loving angels instead
05 South of the Border (03:53)
I know a freaky young lady
Name of Cocaine Katie
She makes my temperature freeze
She's got a blood red powder
When she gives a shout
She'll bring you to your knees
Well we were being clever playing God games forever
She said she only meant to please
But I'm someone's brother, got a father and a mother
You know I'm going to have to leave
South of the border
I think you oughta
South of the border
I think you oughta
'cos you know you're gonna have to leave
To a place where you can breathe
And you know there's no reprieve
There'll be tears on leaving
But there won't be no grieving
'cos a city soon forgets
To me it's magic
To the landlord it's tragic
He's got another room to let
There'll be the same old faces in the same old places
Where my youth was well misspent
But I tow the line and move the time
To a town called "No Regrets"
South of the border
I think you oughta
South of the border
I think you oughta
'cos you know you're gonna have to leave
To a place where you can breathe
And you know there's no reprieve
'cos you know you're gonna have to leave
To a place where you can breathe
And you know there's no reprieve
06 Old Before I Die (03:53)
She's taking me places I should never have been
She's showing me faces I should never have seen
Well these are strange days we're living in today
C'est la vie I say
I hope I'm old before I die
I hope I live to relive the days gone by
I hope I'm old before I die
But tonight I'm gonna live for today
So come along for the ride
I hope I'm old before I die
She's not feeling stable, she's unable to breathe
Her heart's beating faster so I'll ask her to leave
These are strange days we're living in today
Am I straight or gay ?
I hope I'm old before I die
I hope I live to see the day the Pope gets high
I hope I'm old before I die
Well tonight I'm gonna live for today
So come along for the ride
I hope I'm old before I die
Well these are strange days we're living in today
C'est la vie I say, I say. I say
I hope I'm old before I die
I hope I live to relive the days gone by
I hope I'm old before I die
But tonight I'm gonna live for today
So come along for the ride
I hope I'm old before I die
I hope I'm old before I die
Old before I die
Old before, old before I die and die and die and die
Old before I die
Old before I die
08 Let Me Entertain You (04:22)
Hell is gone and heaven's here
There's nothing left for you to fear
Shake your ass come over here
Now scream
I'm a burning effigy
Of everything I used to be
You're my rock of empathy, my dear
So come on let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
Life's too short for you to die
So grab yourself an alibi
Heaven knows your mother lied
Mon cher
Separate your right from wrongs
Come and sing a different song
The kettle's on so don't be long
Mon cher
So come on let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
Look me up in the yellow pages
I will be your rock of ages
Your see through fads and your crazy phases yeah
Little Bo Peep has lost his sheep
He popped a pill and fell asleep
The dew is wet but the grass is sweet my dear
Your mind gets burned
With the habits you've learned
But we're the generation that's got to be heard
You're tired of your teachers and your school's a drag
You're not going to end up like your mum and dad
So come on let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
Let me entertain you
He may be good he may be outta sight
But he can't be here so come around tonight
Here is the place where the feeling grows
You gotta get high before you taste the lows
So come on
Let me entertain you
Let me entertain you (entertain you)
So come on let me entertain you
Let me entertain you (entertain you)
Come on, come on, come on, come on
(Come on, come on, come on, come on)
09 Killing Me (03:56)
I don't mind the abuse
It fills in time when I'm not much use
But it's killing me, killing me slowly
They all say I'm too restless
But words cut deep when you're defenceless
And they're killing me, but kiling me slowly
There was a time when we were fine and I could tolerate you
I do believe that you should leave 'cos I've grown to hate you
Should I be weak and turn my cheek 'cos I'm scared to fall
But I just don't know you and you don't know me at all
I've been told that love's a celebration
But I've lost faith through frustration
And it's killing me, but killing me slowly
You paint my picture black, the joke's on me
And I don't wanna laugh
Remember the good times
Won't you bring them back someday, somehow
I don't mind feeling blue
If I could smile just like you do
And it's killing me, killing me slowly
I can't go on alone pretending nothing's wrong
Maybe I just want to belong somewhere, somehow, somehow
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh ......
10 Clean (03:55)
There was a time
When crazy days would start with wine
And now I tow a different line
I stay in bed and use my loaf instead of my bread
And stroll on 'cos I've been thinking so long
That something's gonna go wrong
It's gone to my head my vision's all blurred
And my legs feel like lead
But I'm clean yeah
Friends with Mr. Sheen yeah
Don't have to wean myself off of nothing
I'm two minutes clean and that's not very often
Stroll on
There was a time
When I would dread waht I had said
Waking up in someone's bed
Wondering who I was
Naked and cold with an ache in my head
And stroll on 'cos I've been thinking so long
That something's gonna go wrong
It's gone to my head my vision's all blurred
And my legs feel like lead
But I'm clean yeah
Friends with Charlie Sheen yeah
Gonna meet the Queen yeah
She's two minutes clean
And that's not very often
Stroll on and on
Clean yeah
Friends with Mr Sheen yeah
Don't have to wean myself off of nothing
I'm two minutes clean
And that's not very often
I'm clean yeah
Gonna meet the Queen yeah
I won't be obscene yeah
'cos I'm two minutes clean
And that's not very often
Stroll on and on and on and on and on
Oh yeah
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