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Con il cuore a pezzi e l'appellativo di nuovo Dylan (categoria nella quale una volta nella vita sono rientrati un po tutti, anche il mio fruttivendolo), Ryan Adams, leader dei disciolti Whiskeytown, pubblica "Heartbreaker", il suo primo disco solista.
Registrato in due settimane con l'aiuto di David Rawlings e Gillan Welch, il disco presenta i dolori del giovane Ryan alle prese con una delle tante delusioni amorose. Ma chi si aspetta un disco livoroso ha sbagliato copertina.
Nessuna traccia del punk-folk di alcuni brani dei Whiskeytown ("Drank Like A River" da Faithless St su tutte): per evidenziare il massacro emotivo il bimbo prodigio si serve di pochi strumenti, spesso solo la chitarra acustica, e dellla sua voce, limpida ed espressiva come poche: maggiore è il caos, minore è il bisogno di urlarlo.
Certo, non di solo spleen si nutre il nostro; non mancano infatti gli uptempo (e se no a cosa serve tutta quella cocaina?) come "To Be Young" (introdotta da una discussione con Rawlings riguardante "Bona Drag" di Morrisey), booogie and roll ubriaco da cantare alla fermata della metro bevendo whiskey e cola o "Shakedown on 9th Street", un pezzo talmente Stones da far sospettare che lo abbia rubato dallo zaino di Keith Richards.
I veri protagonisti sono i brani sudati di malinconia, come il capolavoro "Oh My Sweet Carolina" in cui, in duetto con Emmylou Harrris, racconta del suo bisogno di ritornare a casa dopo aver "gambled up my life". O "Come Pick Me Up", amara riflessione su un amore finito che lascia tracce anche nei dischi rubati dalla lei di turno, pezzo che ha le stimmate di classico sin dai primi accordi di armonica.
Ma il vero cuore di tenebra del disco e' "Call Me On Your Way Back Home", tre minuti di resa e ammissione dei peccati che si concludono con un'armonica che squarcia vene e orizzonte. "To Be The One", "Amy" e "Why Do They Leave?" tampinano a poca distanza senza mai provare il sorpasso.
Non un disco capolavoro, ma sicuramente un capolavoro di sincerità.
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02 To Be Young (Is to Be Sad, Is to Be High) (03:04)
Young boy you done me bad I went and did ya wrong
Young boy you done me bad I went and did ya wrong
Then I got high Lord I got high and I got a bone to pick with
you
And I'm sure you know its true
Oh one day when you're looking back
You were young and man you were sad
When you're young you get sad
When your young you get sad then you get high
Oh man
Young gal you done me bad and I went and did ya wrong
Young gal you done me bad so I went and did ya wrong
Then I got high
Lord I got high
Now you got a bone to pick with me but I wish you'd let me be
Oh one day when you're looking back
You were young and man you were sad
When you're young you get sad
When your young you get sad then you get high
You get high
Oh the days the rain would fall your way
Oh the days the rain would fall your way
Then you be high cause you got sad
Cause you got sad
Oh man
03 My Winding Wheel (03:13)
Well nighttime let her through
Yeah I'm talking to you
I wanna see her
Precious little thing
With eyes that dance around without their clothes
So buy a pretty dress
Wear it out tonight
For anyone you think could out do me
Or better still be my winding wheel
Cause I feel just like a map
Without a single place to go of interest
And I'm further North than South
If I could shut my mouth shed probably like this
So buy a pretty dress
And wear it out tonight
For all the boys you think could out do me
Or better still be my winding wheel
Be my winding wheel
Well the children laugh and sing a song that ushers in her driving rain
And I'm standing in the station like some old record waiting on a train
So buy a pretty dress
Wear it out tonight
For anyone you think could out do me
Or better still be my winding wheel
Be my winding wheel
04 AMY (03:46)
I don't know why I let go
I want to be your friend
Flowers grow through my window and I love you again
Oh I love you oh
When you laid me down into your beautiful garden
Flowers in the love of my arms
Its God shining through to me I guess
Its God shining through to me I guess
I love you Amy
Do you still love me
I go to the places where we used to
I feel sad
I am out here looking for you
Sometimes I pretend
Oh I miss you oh
When you laid me down
Into your beautiful garden
Flowers and the love in my arms
Is God playing evil tricks on me
Is God playing evil tricks on me
Oh I love you Amy
Do you still love me
05 Oh My Sweet Carolina (04:57)
I went down to Houston
And I stopped in San Antone
I passed up the station for the bus
I was trying to find me something
But I wasn't sure just what
Man I ended up with pockets full of dust
So I went on to Cleveland and I ended up insane
I bought a borrowed suit and learned to dance
I was spending money like the way it likes to rain
Man I ended up with pockets full of cane
Oh my sweet Carolina
What compels me to go
Oh my sweet disposition
May you one day carry me home
I ain't never been to Vegas but I gambled up my life
Building newsprint boats I race to sewer mains
Was trying to find me something but I wasn't sure just what
Funny how they say that some things never change
Oh my sweet Carolina
What compels me to go
Oh my sweet disposition
May you one day carry me home
Up here in the city feels like things are closing in
The sunsets just my light bulb burning out
I miss Kentucky and I miss my family
All the sweetest winds they blow across the south
Oh my sweet Carolina
What compels me to go
Oh my sweet disposition
May you one day carry me home
May you one day carry me home
06 Bartering Lines (03:59)
Hold me up, hold me down
Leave me in the withering pines
Steal my love, steal my kisses
Take em to the bartering lines
Ten cents up, two bucks down
Ship it out and turn it into fuel
Three bucks shy
Leave it on the table till somebody else with money's got a use
Spinnin so hard
I can’t stand
Shadow of a shadowy man
Hold me up, hold my hand
The treasures that she misses make the man
Ten cents up, two bucks down
Ship it out and turn it into fuel
Three bucks shy
Leave it on the table till somebody else with money's got a use
So hold me up, tie me down
Leave me in the withering pines
Steal my love, steal my kisses
'valuate the differences in life
Ten cents up, two bucks down
Ship it out and turn it into fuel
Three bucks shy
Leave it on the table till somebody else with money's got a use
(repeat chorus)
09 Come Pick Me Up (05:18)
When they call your name,
will you walk right up
with a smile on your face?
or Will you cower in fear
in your favorite sweater?
With an old love letter,
I wish you would...
I wish you would
come pick me up,
take me out,
fuck me up,
steal my records,
screw all my friends,
they're all full of shit,
with a smile on your face.
and Then do it again...
I wish you would...
When you're walking downtown,
do you wish i was there
do you wish it was me
with the windows clear and the mannequins eyes
Do they all look like mine
you know you could
i wish you would
come pick me up,
take me out,
fuck me up,
steal my records,
screw all my friends behind my back,
with a smile on your face.
and Then do it again.
I wish you would
i wish you'd make up my bed
so i could make up my mind
try it for sleeping instead
maybe you'll rest sometime
i wish i could
13 Don't Ask for the Water (02:56)
I hate this old place
And what it represents
And I hate who I was
And who I ended up since
But if you learned how to swim in case you'd drowned
Don't ask her for the water
Cause she'll swallow you down
And she's ten miles of peace
And the hardest of nights
And her belfry's got an arch
But her rooftop's all right
But down here in the sewer
I'm smelling a rat
Don't ask her for the whiskey
Cause her waters all that
And what horses we rode
Through what somber fields
With our lovers at war
And the dust on their heels
And the infidels screamed it's all but a lie
Don't ask her for the water
Cause shell teach you to cry
Don't ask her for the water
Cause she'll teach you to cry
And her weapon of choice is a red patterned dress
And a sack full of stones
With her hands on her chest
And a book full of quotes
And a tight fastened lip
Don't ask her for the water
Cause you'll sink like a ship
Don't ask her for the water
Cause you'll sink like a ship
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