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NB: ringrazio Ali76 che con una simpatica recensione mi ha fatto scoprire questo artista.
Ogni genere musicale ha un suo scopo, ma a seconda della sensibilità di ognuno, le sensazioni provate variano radicalmente. Cosi come il rock‘n'roll è musica per il corpo, per il ballo, il metal è musica che tocca (dovrebbe farlo) l'istinto dell'ascoltatore, l'ambient è musica per la mente, e mille altri casi. Il blues, nella sua accezione primigenia, è la manifestazione del disagio, della sottile infelicità, senza che questa musica diventi meramente consolatoria. Questo genere è, per chi scrive, una delle più toccanti espressioni dell'interiorità fatta suono, basata su strutture immediate e familiari, caldissime. Ad alcuni arriva dritto all'anima, ad altri appare poco più di una serie di accordi standard e poco appariscenti.
Rory Gallagher, nella sua devozione al vecchio verbo con i prodigi delle moderne amplificazioni, è stato forse il più grande musicista blues-rock di sempre, lontano dal gossip pop(ulista) e da banali slogan pubblicitari. Nessuno ha mai scritto "Gallagher is God" su qualche muro, nessuno ha mai visto il musicista irlandese a Top Of The Pops per riscattare un vecchio nome dimenticato. Fino alla fine dei suoi giorni, questo personaggio è rimasto fedele a sé stesso e alla sua passione: riciclandosi, proponendo album che puzzano di vecchio (o, alla meglio, di vintage)? Può essere. "Irish Tour" è l'album live per eccellenza, ma buona parte dei dischi in studio non ne sono all'altezza, è vero. Nonostante ciò, Gallagher, in tutte le sue prove, riserva sempre qualcosa di cui vale la pena parlare.
Nel 1971 l'irlandese termina di incidere questo "Deuce", con registrazione per buona parte in presa diretta: la "leggenda" vuole che questo disco sia stato composto e registrato in varie sedute tra il '70 ed il '71, dopo le esibizioni e spesso a notte fonda. La musica, pur rimanendo saldamente ed intensamente blues, concede vari deragliamenti in un rock più sanguigno come altri momenti cha variano dal folk (sia di stampo anglosassone che statunitense) al jazz-rock. La tracklist nella sua interezza, da "Used To Be", "I'm Not Awake Yet" fino alla splendida "In Your Town", concede decine di minuti preziosi e pulsanti di vera energia, un calore che solo pochi altri hanno toccato, per un attimo fugace o poco più.
Al pari di Johnny Winter sul versante statunitense, è evidente l'unione tra il rispetto del classico e le nuove influenze rock (si vedano le intuizioni seminali di Hendrix e Cream), in un connubio perfetto che non risulta mai troppo ostico o, all'opposto, troppo semplicistico. In futuro la scena blues, sia britannica che statunitense, scivolerà facilmente nel rock di grana grossa da classifiche (poco prima del trionfo dell'esteriorità di matrice glam).
Prevedibilmente, la produzione di questo album appare poco limpida, non risultando però un difetto rilevante, considerando la natura quasi "improvvisata" dell'opera, come di poco conto risultano le (poche) imperfezioni riscontrate nelle parti vocali e nelle sfuriate chitarristiche. Splendido ed egregiamente imperfetto.
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01 Used to Be (05:24)
Baby i no longer wanna be
just a thorn in your side
Tell me what you gave me baby
and i will give you back
The troubles you gave to me
Gonna wrap em up in a box
tie 'em up with string
send 'em back to you
They no longer mean a thing to me
Better get used to bein' my used to be
Baby i no longer wanna be
just a cushion for your pride
here's my badge back baby
This man's gotta ride away
Before you make me change my mind
I'll be gone before you notice that i'm not around
You'll look everywhere baby
but i just won't be found
Better get used to being my used to be
I used to be the hands of your clock baby
But i always knew in time
I'd no longer be the key to your lock baby
and you would change your mind
I used to be the hands of your clock baby
But i always knew in time
I'd no longer be the key to your lock baby
and you would suddenly change your mind
Baby i remember a time
when you really used to try
But nowadays baby
you can't even look me in the eye
Your love is drifting with the tide
Well i ain't gonna blame you
if you ain't gonna blame me
I'll just move on down
i'm sure that you'll agree
get used to bein' my used to be
Well i ain't gonna blame you
if you ain't gonna blame me
I'll just move on down the line
i'm sure that you'll agree
better get used to bein' my used to be
02 I'm Not Awake Yet (05:06)
I'm not awake yet, I haven't opened my eyes.
But I haven't been late yet, I'm gonna to be on time.
For today's the day that you are coming back.
And I can't wait to see you materialize.
How much can I take now before I break inside?
How long will it take now before I realize,
That I can't live without you by my side,
And nothing else will keep me satisfied?
I've looked at my heart now and I trusted my eyes.
I made that mistake now ain't gonna make it twice.
But time can put the man on the other side.
And I can't wait to see what's left behind.
I'm not awake yet, I haven't opened my eyes.
I haven't been late yet.
Gonna be on time, gonna be on time,
gonna be on, gonna be on time.
But today's the day that you are coming back,
And I can't wait to see you materialize.
05 Whole Lot of People (04:57)
A whole lot of people talking,
Trying to make sense.
Seems everybody's living on a barbed wire fence,
Whole lotta people too proud to call,
'Cause it won't get no help at all.
Everybody's waiting for the good news day,
But it seems so far away.
Wonder if it's ever gonna come,
'Cause the way it's been,
The restless one.
Lot of things have gotta change,
If it's not already too late.
But it is worth the wait,
So, let's not hang our heads,
The light will shine one day.
Lot of things have gotta change,
If it's not already too late.
But it is worth the wait,
So, let's not hang our heads,
The light will show through yet.
Yeahh...
Now listen baby, and listen well,
I've got only one thing to tell.
Don't you worry about people telling lies,
They're only catching flies.
Yeahhh..
A whole lotta people talking,
Trying to make sense.
Seems everybody's living on a barbed wire fence,
Whole lotta people too proud to call,
'Cause it won't get no,
'Cause it won't get no,
'Cause it won't get no,
Help at all,
Help at all.
06 In Your Town (05:47)
Look out baby, your man is back in town
Look out baby, your man is back in town
Look out baby, I won't stand no messin'`round
The first man I wanna see is the Chief Police,
bring that man right over here
I wanna speak (?) my peace
I wanna 'cause no trouble, no fuzz, no fight,
but you look out man, you know this is Saturday night
The second man I wanna see is the old fire chief,
bring that man right over here
Stand him right in front of me
I wanna cause no trouble, no fuzz, no fight
see this match, I might set this place alight
So look out...
The third man I wanna see is the old D.A.,
he was the man who sent me away
Twenty two years, twenty three days, twenty four minutes
I was locked away
You come along baby, ask me where I've been,
up-the-river-holiday (?), up in Sing Sing
One cold floor, four bare walls,
that's all they gave me, nothing else at all
Sing Sing, Sing Sing, Sing Sing,
when I came out I could not feel a thing...
Now I'm back in your town,
in your town, in your town, in your town...
07 Should've Learnt My Lesson (03:36)
Should've learnt my lesson
long long time ago
Should've learnt my lesson
long long time ago
Bored like a mule
i've always learnt my lesson slow
Should have listened
taken my friends advice
Should have listened
to my best friends and to my eyes
They said "you must be prepared to lose"
If you choose to chance the dice
Well i'm feeling
about as tired as a bad pair of shoes
When you don't fit
then you know it's time to move
But if you had my troubles you'd be cryin too
My first mistake
was when i thought that you'd be true
My first mistake
was when i thought that you'd be true
now i realise that was a foolish thing to do
10 Crest of a Wave (06:00)
Well you can ride on the crest of a wave if that's where you want to be
But does the look on your face mean you're really feeling happy
Or do you feel like you're standing on a wooden leg
Or a poor man much to proud to beg
Or a page from a book that can't be read at all
Well you can see by the way that they are talking
That it's time for you to pick up your grip and start walking
'Cause they want to see your long ... legs flying
Go to the place where the earth meets the sky and
don't turn around and wave goodbye at all
They won't be satisfied, till you're out of their sight
But I wonder how will you feel
With a deck of cards and you're not around to deal
You're not around to deal , yeah
They won't be satisfied, till you're out of their sight
But I wonder how will you feel
With a deck of cards and you're not around to deal
You're not around to deal , yeah
You can say it's a lie, a joke that you are living
But you know one thing they don't,
You won't give in
'Cause you're like a cat chasin' its tail makes a million circles
But you're gonna fail
Sometimes you just don't understand
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Di pier_paolo_farina
"Se l'America ha generato uno Steve Ray Vaughan, l'Europa ci ha dato Rory Gallagher."
"Crest Of A Wave è la canzone più bella dell'album: liricissima e dominata da un lungo assolo di slide capace di far venire giù i santi."
