Ecco a voi il nuovo talento del ROCK americano. Ryan Adams (da non confondere con l'omonimo Bryan), ex leader del gruppo country-rock Whiskeytown, è senza dubbio il più completo cantautore della new generation. 27 anni, 3 dischi da solista all'attivo (Heartbreaker, Gold e il recentissimo Demolition), Adams sprigiona talento e suscita emozioni attraverso la sua musica.

Gold è un disco imperdibile, maledettamente bello e, sicuramente, per palati fini. Si comincia con il POP frizzante di "New York, New York" (primo singolo estratto e trasmesso ripetutamente da MTV nel 2001), per passare al country-rock di "Firecracker"; da ballate di rara bellezza come "La Cienega just smiled, "When the Stars Go Blue" (reinterpretata successivamente dai Corrs con Bono degli U2), a suite leggendarie come "Nobody Girl", fino al ROCK stile Stones di "Enemy Fire". "Gold" è un capolavoro di 16 canzoni (ben 25 nella Special Edition) che va ascoltato tutto d'un fiato. Il disco, eletto "Disco Rock" dell'anno nel 2001, offre arrangiamenti centellinati al millimetro dal fido Ethan Johns e collaborazioni con Adam Duritz (voce dei Counting Crows) e Chris Stills. Inutile dire che Adams esca dagli schemi della musica odierna, puntando su un album molto elaborato piuttosto che su un lavoro prettamente commerciale, anche se in America egli ha avuto un successo di vendite e di critica straordinario. In Italia si è esibito nel 2002 all'Alcatraz di Milano e varie recensioni hanno parlato di un concerto favoloso in cui Adams, accompagnato da una band a dir poco all'altezza, si è cimentato nell'esecuzione completa di "Gold" e dell'album precedente "Heartbreaker", oltre che nella splendida cover dei Rolling Stones "Brown Sugar". A suggellare una serata fantastica, un'esilarante imitazione di Sua Maestà Bob Dylan, del quale viene considerato l'erede. È stato da poco pubblicato l'ultimo lavoro di questo geniaccio "29" che segue "Cold Roses" e "Jacksonville City Nights", usciti nel 2005.

CANZONI CHIAVE: "New York, New York", "La Cienega just smiled", "When the Stars Go Blue", "Nobody Girl", "SYLVIA PLATH", "Tina Toledo' Street walkin' blues".
SPECIAL GUESTS: Adam Duritz, background vocals in "Answering Bell", "The Rescue Blues", "Touch, Feel & Lose"; Chris Stills, background vocals, bass, acoustic and electric guitar in varie canzoni.

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01   New York, New York (03:47)

Well, I shuffled through the city on the 4th of July
I had a firecracker waiting to blow
Breakin' like a robber who was makin' his way
To the cities of Mexico
Lived in an apartment out on Avenue A
I had a tar-hut on the corner of 10th
Had myself a lover who was finer than gold
But I've been broken up and busted up since

And love don't play any games with me
Anymore like she did before
The world won't wait, so I better shake
That thing right out there through the door
Hell, I still love you, New York

Found myself a picture that would fit in the folds
Of my wallet and it stayed pretty good
Still amazed I didn't lose it on the roof of the place
When I was drunk and I was thinking of you
Every day the children they were singing their tune
Out on the streets and you could hear from inside
Used to take the subway up to Houston and 3rd
I would wait for you and I'd try to hide

And love won't play any games with you
Anymore if you don't want 'em to
The world won't wait and I watched you shake
But honey, I don't blame you
Hell, I still love you, New York
Hell, I still love you, New York
New York

I remember Christmas in the blistering cold
In a church on the upper west side
Babe, I stood their singing, I was holding your arm
You were holding my trust like a child
Found a lot of trouble out on Avenue B
But I tried to keep the overhead low
Farewell to the city and the love of my life
At least we left before we had to go

And love won't play any games with you
Anymore if you want 'em to
So we better shake this old thing out the door
I'll always be thinkin' of you
I'll always love you though New York
I'll always love you though New York, New York, New York

02   Firecracker (02:51)

Black bird slow and softly breaks a glass of wine
Broken bluesy whisper sing to me tonight

Well, everybody wants to go forever
I just wanna burn up hard and bright
I just wanna be your firecracker
And maybe be your baby tonight
Maybe be your baby tonight

Lady, your kicks of silence cough into your room
Kiss me slow and softly make me dream of you

Well, everybody wants to go forever
I just wanna burn up hard and bright
I just wanna be your firecracker
And maybe be your baby tonight
Maybe be your baby tonight

So when does the plane go down
'Cause I'm gonna ride it till it hits the ground
Then go out with a fight
'Cause I just wanna be your baby tonight

03   Answering Bell (03:04)

04   La Cienega Just Smiled (05:03)

05   The Rescue Blues (03:38)

Everybody wants you to be special
And everybody wants you to be high
They throw you down a rope when you're in trouble, baby
Screamin', "Save me"
Then they charge you with the rescue blues

And everybody wants to see you suffer
They know that you need the pain so much
They throw you up a rope, when you're too high
To cruise, baby
Lord, you lose lady
Then they charge you with the rescue blues

And everybody wants to see you fall
That's why they always love to get you high
And everybody knows you need the pain so much, lady
Well, keep in touch, baby
Just don't charge me with your rescue blues

06   Somehow, Someday (04:24)

I want to tell you something
that I should've, long ago
I wish that you and I had those kids
maybe bought us that home
I wish that we were stumbling fast down on Irving and 14th street
I wish that we were still in your room
in your bed and you were holding me

'Cause there aint� no way I'll ever stop from loving you now
there aint� no way I'll ever stop loving you now
no, there aint� no way
and I'm gonna try and show you
somehow, and I know someday
someday, someday

I dreamt that you and I were still young
laughing like we were little kids
I'll never know just how bad it hurt,
or what I did
I wish that we were stumbling fast, down on Irving and 6th
I wish we were still making plans
but now there's nothing to fix

but there aint' no way I'll ever stop from loving you now
there aint� no way I'll ever stop from loving you, now
no there aint� no way and i'm gonna try and show you somehow

somehow and oh, someday
someday... someday...
someday... someday...
ah honey... someday

07   When the Stars Go Blue (03:31)

08   Nobody Girl (09:42)

09   Sylvia Plath (04:10)

I wish I had a Sylvia Plath
Busted tooth and a smile
And cigarette ashes in her drink
The kind that goes out and then sleeps for a week
The kind that goes out on her own
To give me a reason, for well, I dunno

And maybe she'd take me to France
Or maybe to Spain and she'd ask me to dance
In a mansion on the top of a hill
She'd ash on the carpets
And slip me a pill
Then she'd get me pretty loaded on gin
And maybe she'd give me a bath
How I wish I had a Sylvia Plath

And she and I would sleep on a boat
And swim in the sea without clothes
With rain falling fast on the sea
While she was swimming away, she'd be winking at me
Telling me it would all be okay
Out on the horizon and fading away
And I'd swim to the boat and I'd laugh
I gotta get me a Sylvia Plath

And maybe she'd take me to France
Or maybe to Spain and she'd ask me to dance
In a mansion on the top of a hill
She'd ash on the carpets
And slip me a pill
Then she'd get me pretty loaded on gin
And maybe she'd give me a bath
How I wish I had a Sylvia Plath
I wish I had a Sylvia Plath

10   Enemy Fire (04:09)

11   Gonna Make You Love Me (02:37)

12   Wild Flowers (05:00)

Poor girl, no Ma
Nothing much to speak of but a rough diamond
Sleep now and your angels will come, dear

Poor Matilda,
Handcuffed hard to the wheel
And steering wildly
Through loves fields, so blindly

Forever only takes its toll on some
But, tonight you're sleeping alone
Without him
Tonight you're sleeping alone
Without him
And everything went up in smoke
Like wildflowers
Wildflowers, dear

Poor girl, lonely
Shuffles through the parade
Of a sleepless circus promenade
Hold on, dear

Poor girl, no Ma
Sister steals her a coat
For the windless breezes
Sleep now and Jesus will come, dear

Forever only takes its toll on some
But, tonight you're sleeping alone
Without him
Tonight you're sleeping alone
Without him
And everything went up in smoke
Like wildflowers
Wildflowers, dear

13   Harder Now That It's Over (04:32)

They slapped 'em on you
Where that bracelet used to be
You know the one I bought you in phoenix
Where they sell old jewelry
I was trying to make you angry
But I didn't feed you to the cops
When I threw that drink in that guy's face
It was just to piss you off
'Cause honey it's over

It's harder now that it's over
It's harder now that it's over
Now that the cuffs are off
And you're free
You're free with a history

I heard your wrists got bruised
Must've felt just like old times
I wish you would've grabbed the gun
And shot me 'cause I died
And I'm nothing now without you
yeah, I'm less than nothing now

I'm the one between the bars and lost forever now
'Cause it's over now

It's harder now that it's over
It's harder now that it's over
Now that the cuffs are off
And you're free
You're free with a history

Free with a history
You're free
Free with a history

I'm sorry

14   Touch, Feel & Lose (04:17)

15   Tina Toledo's Street Walkin' Blues (06:09)

16   Goodnight, Hollywood Blvd. (03:26)

It's happening baby
They're putting up the chairs
Taking the money
And all we can do is pray
Pray for tomorrow

So close your eyes
And close your mouth
And do this all in time to the music
That screams like a child in the back of your mind
In a clown's saloon

So goodnight Hollywood Boulevard, goodnight,
See ya soon
Goodnight Hollywood Blvd, goodnight
See ya sometime
See ya sometime
Yeah, right

Run away baby
Back to your lonely house
You wanted the honey
But you were only just stinging yourself
It's hard to watch

So I close my eyes
And I close my mouth
And do this all in time to the music
That dances like fools set on fire
Flailing their arms in a room full of whores

So goodnight Hollywood Boulevard, goodnight,
See ya soon
Goodnight Hollywood Boulevard, goodnight
See ya sometime
See ya sometime
Yeah, right
Yeah, right

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Di  navarf

 Gran bel disco! L’ho comprato per caso e me ne sono innamorato…

 Per me, invece, ne è forse l’erede ...uno degli ultimi figli di quell’America Rurale.