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Finalmente un po' libero dalle continue richieste di comporre colonne sonore per film, Cooder si prende una pausa, se così si può dire, per incidere un album finalmente di canzoni.
Questo disco è un po' la sommatoria dei precedenti album suonati dal nostro Ry, siamo nell'87, e Cooder ha quarant'anni.
Alla maniera dei vecchi cercatori d'oro, il chitarrista californiano è tornato a setacciare i filoni musicali che in passato gli hanno procurato non poche soddisfazioni, convinto di poterci trovar ancora qualche luccicante pepita.
Cooder anche in questo disco si fa accompagnare dai soliti fidati e inseparabili musicisti quali: Jim Keltner alla batteria, Van Dyke Parks alle tastiere, il poco fortunato e compreso fisarmonicista Flaco Jemenez, Miguel Cruz alle percussioni, Steve Douglas al sassofono, Jorge Calderon al basso elettrico e lo stravagante jazzista Buell Niedlinger al contrabbasso.
Grazie al gruppo ma soprattutto alla sua sempre geniale creatività, Ry setaccia i generi a lui prediletti; rhythm and blues, rock and roll, tex-mex, delta, shuffle ecc... contaminati comunque dalla passione suprema che è il gospel. ll suo modo di suonare è così unico e originale che può permettersi di affrontare qualsiasi tipo di musica.
Rimanendo il già affermato e finissimo artigiano che conosciamo, Cooder rivisita alcune composizioni di Chuck Berry, Raymond Quevado, Johnny Cash, Walter Davis, Elvis Presley, oltre alla conosciuta è meravigliosa "Across the borderline" scritta in collaborazione di Jim Dickinson e John Hiatt.
Get Rhythm è un bel disco suonato ottimamente, trasuda suggestioni sonore in ogni suo "solco" (logico è il riferimento all'LP dell'epoca). Riesce a trasmetterci sensazioni uniche, che credo ormai appartengano a un suo marchio di fabbrica. Il Tag, per usare un termine dei giorni nostri è proprio la "Musica di Ry Cooder".
Ry è in grado di suonare qualsiasi genere musicale, e nel contempo, riesce a tirar fuori sempre se stesso, il suo cuore, la sua anima.
Get Rhythm è appunto la conferma di questo stato di cose.
Elenco tracce e testi
01 Get Rhythm (03:17)
(Johnny Cash)
Get rhythm when you get the blues
Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues
Get a rock 'n' roll feelin' in your bones
Get taps on your toes and just get gone
Get rhythm when you get the blues
Little shoeshine boy never gets low down
But he's got the dirtiest job in town
Bendin' low at the peoples' feet
On the windy corner of the dirty street
Well, I asked him while he shined my shoes
How'd he keep from gettin' the blues
He grinned as he shook his little head
Popped a shoeshine rag and then he said
Get rhythm when you get the blues
Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues
It only costs a dime, just a nickel a shoe
Does a million dollars worth of good for you
Get rhythm when you get the blues
Well, I started to listen to the shoeshine boy
And I thought I was gonna jump for joy
Slapped on the shoe polish left and right
He took a shoeshine rag and he held it tight
He stopped once to wipe the sweat away
I said you're a mighty little boy to be a-workin' that way
He said "I like it", with a big wide grin
And he kept on poppin' and he said again
Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues
Hey, get rhythm when you get the blues
Yes a jumpy rhythm makes you feel so fine
It shakes all the trouble from your worried mind
Get rhythm when you get the blues
Get rhythm when you get the blues
Get rhythm when you get the blues
Get a rock 'n' roll feelin' in your bones
Get taps on your toes and get gone
Get rhythm when you get the blues
06 All Shook Up (03:30)
(Otis Blackwell/Elvis Presley)
Yeah! Oh!
Well, bless my soul, what's wrong with me ?
I'm itching like a man on a fuzzy tree
The friends say I'm acting wild as a bug
I'm in love, I'm all shook up
I'm, I'm, I'm,
I'm, I'm, I'm, oh Lord
Yeah yeah yeah
My hands are shaky and my knees are weak
I can't seem to stand on my own two feet
Who do you thank when you have such luck ?
I'm in love, I'm all shook up
Well, please don't ask me what's on my mind
A little mixed up, but I'm feeling fine
I'm near the girl I love the best
My heart beats so it scares me to...
She touched my hand and what a chill I got
Her lips are like a volcano when that's hot
I'm proud to say she's my buttercup
I'm in love and I'm all messed up
I'm, I'm, I'm...
Lawdy, Lawdy
I'm, I'm, I'm...
Yeah, yeah, yeah
My tongue gets tied when I try to speak
My inside's shaking like a leaf on a tree
There's only one cure for this body of mine
And that's to have that girl right here right now
She touched my hand and what a chill I got
Her lips are like a volcano when that's hot
I'm proud to say she's my buttercup
I'm in love and I'm all shook up
08 Across the Borderline (06:17)
(Ry Cooder/John Hiatt/James Dickinson)
There's a place where I've been told
Every street is paved with gold
And it's just across the borderline
And when it's time to take your turn
Here's one lesson that you must learn
You could lose more than you'll ever hope to find
When you reach the broken promised land
And every dream slips through your hands
Then you'll know that it's too late to change your mind
'Cause you've paid the price to come so far
Just to wind up where you are
And you're still just across the borderline
Up and down the Rio Grande
A thousand footprints in the sand
Reveal a secret no one can define
The river flows on like a breath
In between our life and death
Tell me who's the next to cross the borderline
En la triste oscuridad (In the sad darkness)
hoy tenemos que cruzar (today we have to cross)
este río que nos llama más allá (this river which calls us further away)
But hope remains when pride is gone
And it keeps you moving on
Calling you across the borderline
When you reach the broken promised land
Every dream slips through your hands
And you'll know it's too late to change your mind
'Cause you pay the price to come so far
Just to wind up where you are
And you're still just across the borderline
Now you're still just across the borderline
And you're still just across the borderline
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