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I canadesi Rush sono un trio di indiscutibili capacità tecniche e compositive e in questo eccellente live del 1988 ne danno una lampante dimostrazione. Non a caso il grande bassista J. Berlin dedicherà ai tre componenti del gruppo un emozionante brano. Il gruppo nasce nel 1968 a Toronto ed è formato da Geddy Lee (bass guitar, synthesizers, backing vocals), Alex Lifeson (guitars, synthesizers, backing vocals) e Neil Peart (acoustic and electronic percussion). I musicisti sono dotati di una spiccata personalità e Peart firma i testi che spesso variano dalla mitologia alla fantascienza inoltre, risentono dell'influenza della filosofia individualista dello scrittore americano Ayn Rand. Bisogna ricordare che il gruppo passando dagli anni '70 agli '80 ha abbandonato progressivamente le composizioni progressive (scusate il gioco di parole) per avvicinarsi ad una personale visione di art rock e hard rock. Nonostante tutto, le composizioni risultano assai valide e probabilmente la scelta dei tre è dettata da un ben precisa ricerca musicale che tenta di non focalizzarsi su un determinato genere ma che vuole "evolversi" verso nuove forme espressive. Quindi gli anni '80 presentano il gruppo con delle strutture musicali più "semplici" ed immediate e al passo con i tempi.
Il presente live (eccellente) è registrato ottimamente e cattura il gruppo durante i concerti nell'Hold Fire Tour del 1988 a Birminghan UK, New Orleans e San Diego e il Power Windows Tour del 1986 in Meadowlands New Jersey. La forza di questo live sta proprio nella notevole compattezza sonora e affiatamento dei tre musicisti, a parte il fenomenale solo di batteria "The Rhythm Method" di Peart il resto delle canzoni risultano complessivamente come un lavoro di squadra. Certamente ci sono gli assoli dei vari strumenti ma sono tutti calibrati e dosati alla perfezione. I brani sono tutti cantati da Geddy Lee. "Big Money" fa immediatamente decollare il concerto con linee melodiche accattivanti e decise. "Subdivisions" con sonorità e cantato leggermente cupo e con la batteria di Peart che dona a tutto il brano sostanza e ritmo. "Marathon" è tra le mie canzoni preferite e anche in questo caso i Rush dimostrano di cosa sono capaci di creare anche negli anni '80. "Manhattan Project" è semplicemente favolosa con un cantato di Lee che non mostra nessun cedimento in estensione vocale. Indubbiamente un altro pezzo forte di questo concerto. "Mission" è un piccolo capolavoro di sensibilità e profondità e dimostra, come il gruppo sia in grado di raggiungere notevoli risultati soprattutto non esibizionistici. La voce di Lee raggiunge in questo brano la sua massima carica espressiva. La conclusione è decisamente da brividi. "Mystic Rhythms" con batteria sincopata e sonorità cupe con ottimi passaggi chitarristici di Lifeson.
Ci sarebbe ancora molto da descrivere su questo magnifico live ma mi sembra giusto anche non togliere tutto il piacere dell'ascolto. Certo un leggero rammarico sorge per il fatto che non sia stato suonato nessun brano dei '70, ma sicuramente è una logica conseguenza delle scelte artistiche prese dal gruppo su come presentarsi musicalmente ed artisticamente in quegli anni. Una scelta indubbiamente coraggiosa che dimostra, senza ombra di dubbio, la loro notevole maturità artistica. Un disco consigliato a tutti gli appassionati di questo genere musicale ma nonostante tutto anche a quelli più legati alle sonorità e strutture musicali progressive dei '70. Da segnalare anche il valido booklet che all'interno presenta svariate fotografie fantasiose tratte dai concerti.
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02 The Big Money (05:59)
Well, I was only a kid, didn't know enough to be afraid
Playing the game, but not the way the big boys played
Nothing to lose, maybe I had something to trade
The way the big wheel spins
Well, I was only a kid, on a holy crusade
I placed no trust in a faith that was ready-made
Take no chances on paradise delayed
So I do a slow fade
Playing for time
Don't want to wait for heaven
Looking for love
For an angel to forgive my sins
Playing with fire
Chasing something new to believe in
Looking for love
The way the big wheel spins
Well, I was only a kid, cruising around in a trance
Prisoner of fate, victim of circumstance
I was lined up for glory, but the tickets sold out in advance
The way the big wheel spins
Well, I was only a kid, gone without a backward glance
Going for broke, going for another chance
Hoping for heaven, hoping for a fine romance
If I do the right dance
Wheel goes round, landing on a twist of faith
Taking your chances you'll have the right answers
When the final judgment begins
Wheel goes round, landing on a leap of fate
Life redirected in ways unexpected
Sometimes the odd number wins
The way the big wheel spins
03 Subdivisions (05:22)
Sprawling on the fringes of the city
In geometric order
An insulated border
In between the bright lights
And the far unlit unknown
Growing up it all seems so one-sided
Opinions all provided
The future pre-decided
Detached and subdivided
In the mass production zone
Nowhere is the dreamer
Or the misfit so alone
Subdivisions -
In the high school halls
In the shopping malls
Conform or be cast out
Subdivisions -
In the basement bars
In the backs of cars
Be cool or be cast out
Any escape might help disprove
The unattractive truth
But the suburbs have no charms to soothe
The restless dreams of youth
Drawn like moths we drift into the city
The timeless old attraction
Cruising for the action
Lit up like a firefly
Just to feel the living night
Some will sell their dreams for small desires
Or lose the race to rats
Get caught in ticking traps
And start to dream of somewhere
To relax their restless flight
Somewhere out of a memory
Of lighted streets on quiet nights...
04 Marathon (06:39)
It's not how fast you can go
The force goes into the flow
If you pick up the beat
You can forget about the heat
More than just survival
More than just a flash
More than just a dotted line
More than just a dash
It's a test of ultimate will
The heartbreak climb uphill
Got to pick up the pace
If you want to stay in the race
More than just blind ambition
More than just simple greed
More than just a finish line
Must feed this burning need -
In the long run...
From first to last
The peak is never passed
Something always fires the light
That gets in your eyes
One moment's high
And glory rolls on by
Like a streak of lightening
That flashes and fades
In the summer sky
Your meters may overload
You can rest at the side of the road
You can miss a stride
But nobody gets a free ride
More than high performance
More than just a spark
More than just the bottom line
Or a lucky shot in the dark -
In the long run...
You can do a lot in a lifetime
If you don't burn out too fast
You can make the most of the distance
First you need endurance -
First you've got to last...
05 Turn the Page (04:41)
Nothing can survive in a vacuum
No one can exist all alone
We pretend things only happen to strangers
We've all got problems of our own.
It's enough to learn to share our pleasures
We can't soothe pain with sympathy
All that we can do is be reminded
We shake our heads at the tragedy.
Every day we're standing in a time capsule
Racing down a river from the past
Every day we're standing in a wind tunnel
Facing down the future coming fast.
It's just the age
It's just a stage
We disengage
We turn the page.
Looking at the long range forecast
Catching all the names in the news
Checking out the state of the nation
Learning the environmental views.
Truth is after all a moving target
Hairs to split and pieces that don't fit.
How can anybody be enlightened?
Truth is after all so poorly lit.
Every day we're standing in a time capsule
Racing down a river from the past
Every day we're standing in a wind tunnel
Facing down the future coming fast.
It's just the age
It's just a stage
We disengage
We turn the page.
06 Manhattan Project (05:18)
Imagine a time when it all began
In the dying days of a war
A weapon that would settle the score
Whoever found it first
Would be sure to do their worst
They always had before...
Imagine a man where it all began
A scientist pacing the floor
In each nation always eager to explore
To build the best big stick
To turn the winning trick
But this was something more...
The big bang took and shook the world
Shot down the rising sun
The end was begun it would hit everyone
When the chain reaction was done
The big shots try to hold it back
Fools try to wish it away
The hopeful depend on a world without end
Whatever the hopeless may say
Imagine a place where it all began
They gathered from across the land
To work in the secrecy of the desert sand
All of the brightest boys
To play with the biggest toys
More than they bargained for...
The big bang took and shook the world
Shot down the rising sun
The hopeful depend on a world without end
Whatever the hopeless may say
Imagine a man when it all began
The pilot of "Enola Gay"
Flying out of the shockwave on that August day
All the powers that be, and the course of history
Would be changed for evermore...
The big bang took and shook the world
Shot down the rising sun
The end was begun it would hit everyone
When the chain reaction was done
The big shots try to hold it back
Fools try to wish it away
The hopeful depend on a world without end
Whatever the hopeless may say
The big bang took and shook the world
Shot down the rising sun
The hopeful depend on a world without end
Whatever the hopeless may say
07 Mission (05:46)
Hold your fire-
Keep it burning bright
Hold the flame 'til the dream ignites-
A spirit with a vision is a dream with a mission
I hear their passionate music
Read the words that touch my heart
I gaze at their feverish pictures
The secrets that set them apart
When I feel the powerful visions
Their fire has made alive
I wish I had that instinct-
I wish I had that drive
Spirits fly on dangerous missions
Imaginations on fire
focussed high on soaring ambitions
consumed in a single desire
In the grip of a nameless possesion-
A slave to the drive of obsession-
A spirit with a vision
Is a dream with a mission
I watch their images flicker
Bringing life to a lifeless screen
I walk through their beautiful buildings
And I wish I had their dreams
But dreams dont need to have motion
To keep their spark alive
Obsession has to have action
Pride turns on the drive
Its cold comfort
To the ones without it
To know How they struggled
How they suffered about it
If their lives were exotic and strange
They would likely have gladly exchanged them
For something a little more plain
Maybe something a little more sane
We each pay a fabulous price
For our visions of paradise
But a spirit with a vision
Is a dream with a mission
08 Distant Early Warning (05:15)
Distant Early Warning
An ill wind comes arising
Across the cities of the plain
There's no swimming in the heavy water
No singing in the acid rain
Red alert
Red alert
It's so hard to stay together
Passing through revolving doors
We need someone to talk to
And someone to sweep the floors
Incomplete
Incomplete
Chorus
The world weighs on my shoulders
But what am I to do?
You sometimes drive me crazy
But I worry about you
I know it makes no difference
To what you're going through
But I see the tip of the iceberg
And I worry about you...
Cruising under your radar
Watching from satellites
Take a page from the red book
Keep them in your sights
Red alert
Red alert
Left and rights of passage
Black and whites of youth
Who can face the knowledge
That the truth is not the truth?
Obsolete
Absolute
Chorus
Absalom, Absalom, Absalom
09 Mystic Rhythms (05:33)
So many things I think about
When I look far away
Things I know - things I wonder
Things I'd like to say
The more we think we know about
The greater the unknown
We suspend our disbelief
And we are not alone -
Mystic rhythms - capture my thoughts
And carry them away
Mysteries of night
Escape the light of day
Mystic rhythms - under northern lights
Or the African Sun
Primitive things stir
The hearts of everyone
We sometimes catch a window
A glimpse of what's beyond
Was it just imagination
Stringing us along?
More things than are dreamed about
Unseen and unexplained
We suspend our disbelief
And we are entertained
Mystic rhythms - capture my thoughts
And carry them away
Nature seems to spin
A supernatural way
Mystic rhythms - under city lights
Or a canopy of stars
We feel the powers
And we wonder what they are
We feel the push and pull
Of restless rhythms from afar
10 Witch Hunt (03:58)
(Alex Lifeson)
The night is black
Without a moon
The air is thick, and still
The vigilantes gather on
The lonely torchlit hill
Features distorted in the flickering light
The faces are twisted and grotesque
Silent and stern in the sweltering night
The mob moves like demons possessed
Quiet in conscience, calm in their right ---
Confident their ways are best
The righteous rise
With burning eyes
Of hatred and ill-will
Madmen fed on fear and lies
To beat, and burn, and kill
They say there are strangers, who threaten us
In our immigrants and infidels
They say there is strangeness, too dangerous
In our theatres and bookstore shelves
That those who know what's best for us ---
Must rise and save us from ourselves
Quick to judge
Quick to anger
Slow to understand
Ignorance and prejudice
And fear
Walk hand in hand
12 Force Ten (04:57)
Tough times demand tough talk
Demand tough hearts demand tough songs
Demand.
We can rise and fall like empires
Flow in and out like the tide
Be vain and smart, humble and dumb
We can hit and miss like pride.
We can circle around like hurricanes
Dance and dream like lovers
Attack the day like birds of prey
Or scavengers undercover.
Look in
To the eye of the storm
Look out
For the force without form
Look around
At the sight and sound
Look in, Look out, Look around.
We can move with savage grace
To the rhythms of the night
Cool and remote like dancing girls
In the heat of the beat and the lights.
We can wear the rose of romance
An air of joie de vivre
Too tender hearts upon our sleeves
Or skin as thick as thieves.
Rising falling at force ten
We twist the world and ride the wind.
Look in
Look the storm in the eye
Look out
To the sea and the sky
Look around
At the sight and sound
Look in, look out, look around.
13 Time Stand Still (05:11)
I turn my back to the wind
To catch my breath,
Before I start off again
Driven on,
Without a moment to spend
To pass an evening
With a drink and a friend
I let my skin get too thin
I'd like to pause,
No matter what I pretend
Like some pilgrim
Who learns to transcend
Learns to live
As if each step was the end
Time stand still
I'm not looking back
But I want to look around me now
Time stand still
See more of the people
And the places that surround me now
Time stand still
Freeze this moment
A little bit longer
Make each sensation
A little bit stronger
Experience slips away...
Experience slips away...
Time stand still
I turn my face to the sun
I close my eyes
I let my defenses down
All those wounds
That I can't get unwound
I let my past go too fast
No time to pause
If I could slow it all down
Like some captain,
Whose ship runs aground
I can wait until the tide comes around
Time stand still
I'm not looking back
But I want to look around me now
Time stand still
See more of the people
And the places that surround me
Now
Freeze this moment
A little bit longer
Make each sensation
A little bit stronger
Make each impression
A little bit stronger
Freeze this motion
A little bit longer
The innocence slips away...
The innocence slips away...
Time stand still
Time stand still
I'm not looking back
But I want to look around me now
See more of the people
And the places that surround me now
Time stand still
Summer's going fast
Nights growing colder
Children growing up
Old friends growing older
Freeze this moment
A little bit longer
Make each sensation
A little bit stronger
Experience slips away...
Experience slips away...
The innocence slips away...
15 Closer to the Heart (04:54)
And the men who hold high places
Must be the ones who start
to mold a new reality
Closer to the Heart
Closer to the Heart
The Blacksmith and the Artist
Reflect it in their art
They forge their creativity
Closer to the Heart
Yea, Closer to the Heart
Philosophers and Plowmen
Each must know his part
To sow a new mentality
Closer to the Heart
Closer to the Heart
Yeah ah
ohhh ahh
(Solo)
A Wooah, Wooo
You can be the Captain
And I will draw the chart
Sailing into destiny
Closer to the Heart
Closer to the Heart
Well,Closer to the Heart
Yeah, Closer to the Heart
Closer to the Heart
I said, Closer to the Heart
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