Dopo un buon numero di recensioni sui grandi dell'hard rock scelgo di cambiare genere, commentando un gruppo punk. O meglio, il gruppo considerato punk per ecccellenza, i Sex Pistols, che insieme ai newyorkesi Ramonesi (gli inventori del genere) e ai Clash, compatrioti dei Pistols, hanno rappresentato il vero punk. I Ramones sono stati i primi a usare la facilissima formula della melodia basata sui tre accordi e il gruppo in questione ha fatto qualcosa di simile (sia chiaro che i Pistols non hanno mai avuto contatti con la band di Joey), ma con una ulteriore incapacità di suonare.
In questo periodo la musica era una vera e propria forma d'arte, manifestava il talento di molta gente nel cantare e suonare. Ma quando il punk irrompe sulle scene di Londra grazie ai Sex Pistols secondo me rimarrà lo stesso un segno indelebile per tutta la musica e non solo, perchè il vero scopo di questo movimento era di manifestare il disagio che c'era in Inghilterra in quel periodo, ovvero ben pensanti ricchi e operai poveri e non di mettere in mostra il talento nell'usare gli strumenti.
Il primo album della band fu "Nevermind the Bollocks Here's the Sex Pistols", di cui sono state boicottate le vendite del prodotto che da molti è stato definito "inascoltabile", dato che le persone che suonavano, ovvero Johnny Rotten (voce), Steve Johns (chitarra), Glenn Matlock (basso) e infine Paul Cook (batteria) avevano a appena una vaga idea di come tenere in mano gli strumenti. I testi erano orientati verso un argomento solo, la ribellione da parte dei poveri operai poco pagati verso i personaggi vicini alla regina, i quali avrebbero portato l'Inghilterra in una direzione senza futuro, come racconta la parodia dell'inno inglese rifatto dai Pistols "God Save the Queen". L'altro singolo di rilievo è "Anarchy in the UK", ove Johnny scrive cose molto pesanti, come: "Non so cosa voglio, ma so come ottenerlo".
Ma adesso parliamo di questo live, il quale è suonato molto male e documenta come erano i Pistols dal vivo, scandalosi e ci fa anche notare come il pubblico non fosse molto interessato, ma andasse ai concerti solo per farsi i fatti propri e questi erano come dei ritrovi di gente, infatti al posto di applausi si sentono soltanto dei mugugni. Ma questo era il vero punk, non quello che si presenta oggi, una volta le vendite di gruppi punk erano bassissime e i, chiamiamoli "artisti" riuscivano a malapena a campare. Purtroppo arrivò un cretino di nome Sid Vicious, che rimpiazzò Matlock al quattro corde, per molti questo è un idolo, per me rimane un drogato e teppista senza alcun ideale, tolse tutto quello che avevano di vero i Pistols e se li portò via con lui. Sì, perchè anche se sono stati formati da un affarista quale Malcom McClaren hanno lasciato lo stesso (come affermato in precedenza) una traccia indimenticabile. Invece Sid era solamente un teppistello qualsiasi e non un vero punk, come Rotten, che alla fine si accorse della truffa di McClaren e si ribellerà lasciando i Pistols.
Mi rendo conto di non avere scritto una vera recensione, ma a mio modesto parere questo è un gruppo dal significato simbolico più che propriamente musicale.
Elenco tracce e testi
01 God Save the Queen (03:34)
God save the queen
The fascist regime
They made you a moron
A potential H bomb
God save the queen
She ain't no human being
And there's no future
In England's dreaming
Don't be told what you want, you want
And don't be told what you need
There's no future, no future
No future for you
God save the queen
We mean it man
We love our queen
God saves
God save the queen
'Cause tourists are money
And our figurehead
Is not what she seems
Oh God save history
God save your mad parade
Oh lord God have mercy
All crimes are paid
When there's no future, how can there be sin
We're the flowers in the dustbin
We're the poison in your human machine
We're the future, your future
God save the queen
We mean it man
We love our queen
God saves
God save the queen
We mean it man
And there's no future
In England's dreaming
No future
No future
No future for you
No future
No future
No future for me
No future
No future
No future for you
No future
No future
No future for you
02 Pretty Vacant (03:05)
There's no point in asking you'll get no reply
Oh just remember a don't decide
I got no reason it's all too much
you'll always find us
Out to lunch !
Oh we're so pretty oh so pretty VACANT
but now AND WE DON'T CARE
Don't ask us to attend cos we're not all there
Oh don't pretend cos I don't care
I don't believe illusions cos too much is real
so stop your cheap comment
cos we know what we feel
We're pretty pretty vacant
We're pretty pretty vay-CUNT
And we don't care
03 Problems (04:14)
Too many problems oh why I am here
I don't need to be me cos you're all to clear
well and I can see there's something wrong with you
but what do you expect me to do ?
At least I gotta know what I wanna be
don't come to me if you need pity
Are you lonely you got no one
you get your body in suspension that's no
Problem Problems the problem is you
Eat your heart out on a plastic tray
you don't do what you want then you'll fade away
you won't find me working nine to five
it's too much fun a BEING ALIVE
I'm using my feet for my human machine
you won't find me living for the screen
are you lonely all needs catered
you got your brains dehydrated
In a death trip I ain't automatic
you won't find me just staying static
don't you give me any orders
for people like me there is no order
bet you thought you had it all worked out
bet you thought you knew what I was about
bet you thought you solved all your problems
but you are the problem
Problem the problem is YOU
what you gonna do with you
what you gonna do
I'll leave it to you
the problem is you
oh what you gonna do
they know a doctor gonna take you away
they take you away and throw away the key
they don't want you and they don't want me
you got a problem the problem is you
Problem what you gonna do ?
04 EMI (03:14)
It's unlimited supply and there is no reason why
I tell you it was all a frame they only did it cos of fame
Who?
EMI EMI EMI
Too many people had the suss, too many people support us
An unlimited amount too many outlets in and out
Who?
EMI EMI EMI
And sir and friends are crucified
A day they wish that we had died
We are an addition we are ruled by none
Never ever ever ever
And you thought that we were faking
That we were all just money making
You do not believe we're for real
Or you would lose our cheap appeal
Dont' judge a book just by the cover
Unless you cover just another
And blind acceptance is a sign
Of stupid fools who stand in line
Like
EMI EMI EMI
Unlimited edition with an unlimited supply
That was the only reason we all had to say goodbye
Unlimited supply EMI
There is no reason why EMI
I tell you you it was all a frame EMI
They only did it 'cos of fame EMI
I do not need the pressure EMI
I can't stand the useless fools EMI
Unlimited supply EMI
Hello EMI Goodbye A and M
05 Liar (02:42)
Lie lie lie lie liar you lie
lie lie lie lie tell me why tell me why
Why d'you have to lie
should've realised that
you should've told the truth
should've realised
you know what I'll do
You're in suspension
you're a liar
How I wanna know know know know
I wanna know why you never look me
in the face
Broke a confidence just to please
your ego
Should've realised
you know what I know
You're in suspension
you're a liar
I know where you go everybody you know
I know everything that you do or say
So when you tell lies
I'll always be in your way
I'm nobody's fool
and I know all 'cos I know
what I know
You're in suspension
you're a liar
you're a liar
you're a liar
A lie lie lie lie lie lie lie lie...
Lie lie lie lie
Liar you lie lie lie lie lie
I think you're funny
you're funny
Ha-ha
I don't need it don't need your blah blah
should've realised
I know what you are
you're in suspension
you're in suspension
you're in suspension
you're a liar
you're a liar
you're a lie lie
LIE
06 New York (03:04)
An imitation from New York
you're made in Japan from cheese and chalk
you're hippy tarts hero cos you put on a bad show
you put on a bad show oh don't it show
Still... out on those pills
Oh do you remenber...
Think it's swell playing Max's Kansas
you're looking bored and you're acting flash
with nothing in your gut you better keep your month shut
you better keep your month shut you're in a rut
Still... out on those pills
Oh do the sambo...
You're four years on you still look the same
I think it's about time you changed you brain
you're just a pile of SHIT you're coming to this
ya poor little FAGGOT
You're sealed with a kiss
Kiss me... Ha Ha Ha Ha Ha
Think it's swell playing in Japan
when everybody know Japan is a dishpan
you're just a pile of SHIT you're coming to this
You poor little FAGGOT
You're sealed with a kiss...
Pills cheap thrills Anadins Aspros anything
you're condemned to eternal bullshit
you're sealed with a kiss
Kiss me...
A kiss a kiss you're sealed with a kiss
A looking for a kiss you're coming to this
I wanna kiss...
You do just about anything
Oh kiss this
Eh boy
07 Anarchy in the UK (03:53)
Right! NOW! Ha ha ha ha ha
I am an Antichrist
I am an anarchist
Don't know what I want but
I know how to get it
I wanna destroy the passer by
'cos I
I wanna be anarchy!
No dog's body
Anarchy for the U.K
It's coming sometime and maybe
I give a wrong time stop a traffic line
Your future dream is a shopping scheme 'cos I
I wanna be anarchy!
In the city
How many ways to get what you want
I use the best I use the rest
I use the NME I use anarchy 'cos I
I wanna be anarchy!
It's the only way to be
Is this the MPLA
Or is this the UDA
Or is this the IRA
I thought it was the UK or just
Another country
Another council tenancy
I wanna be anarchy
And I wanna be anarchy
Oh what a name
I wanna be an anarchist
Get pissed! Destroy!
08 No Feelings (02:48)
Seen you in the mirror when the story began and
I fell in love with you I love yer mortal sin
Your brains are locked away but I love your company
I only ever leave you when you got no money
I got no emotions for anybody else you better understand
I'm in love with myself myself
my beautiful self
A no feelings no feelings for anybody else
Hello and goodbye and a runaround Sue
You follow me around like a pretty pot of glue
I kick you in the head you got nothing to say
Get out of the way cos I gotta getaway
You never realise I take the piss out of you
You come up and see me and I'll beat you black and blue
okay I'll send you away
No feelings for anybody else
except for myself my beautiful self dear
Ain't no moonlight after midnight
I see you stupid people out looking for delight
well I'm so happy I'm feeling so fine
I'm watching all the wankers you wasting my time
I look around your house and there's nothing to steal
I kick you in the head when you get down to kneel
and pray you pray to your god
No feelings, No feelings for anybody else
Your daddy's gone away
be back another day
See his picture hanging on your wall.
09 Submission (04:10)
I'm on a submarine mission for you baby
I feel the way you were going
I picked you up on my tv screen
I feel your undercurrent flowing
Submission going down down
Dragging me down submission
I can't tell ya what I've found
You've got me pretty deep baby
I can't figure out your watery love
I gotta solve your mystery
Your sitting it out in heaven above
Submission going down down
Dragging me down submission
I can't tell you what I've found
For there's a mystery
Under the sea under a water
Come share it
Submission going down down
Dragging me down submission
I can't tell ya what I've found
'Cos it's a secret
Under the water under the sea
Octopus Rock
Got me pretty deep baby
I can't figure out your watery love
I gotta solve your mystery
Your sitting it out in heaven above
Submission going down down
Dragging me down submission
I can't tell ya what I've found
Submission Submission
Going down down under the sea
I wanna drown drown under the water
Going down down under the sea
10 I Wanna Be Me (03:07)
turn the page and it's the scoop of the century
don't wanna be L7
i had enough of this
this is brainwash
and this is a clue
to the stars who fooled you
tell me why you can't explain
you're only looking for vinyl
yeah didn't they fool you
thy wanna be you
gimme world war three
we can live again
you didn't fool me
i fooled you
you wanna be me
yeah you wanna be me
you wanna be someone
ruin someone
yeah didn't i foll you
i ruined you
yeah didn't i fool you
i sussed you out
i got you in the camera
and i got you in my camera
a second of your life
ruined for life
you wanna ruin me in your magazine
you wanna cover us in margerine
and now is the time
you got the time
to realise
to have real eyes
down down down down
i'll take you down on the underground
down in the dark
and down in the crypt
down in the dark
where the typewriter fit
down with your pen and pad
ready to kill
to make me ill
down wanna be someone
wanna be someone
need to be someone
you wanna be me
ruin me
a typewriter god
a black and white king
pvc
blackboard books
black and white
wanna be me
11 Seventeen (02:07)
You're only 29
Got a lot to learn
But when your mummy dies
She will not return
We like noise it's our choice
It's what we wanna do
We don't care about long hair
I don't wear flares
See my face not a trace
No reality
I don't work I just speed
That's all I need
I'm a lazy sod, I'm lazy sod
I'm a lazy sod I'm so lazy
I'm a lazy sod I'm lazy sod
I'm a lazy sod I'm so lazy
I can't even be bothered
Lazy Lazy
12 Satellite (04:04)
surburban kid and you got no name
your too dumb baby and you got no brain
i bet you're all so happy in surburbian dream
but i'm only laughing
you ain't in my scheme
baby
i love you
i love you
i love you
i only ever listen when you're on the phone
from your safety-restricted zone home
when i got nothing better to do
then there's always you
you're good for my shoe
hey babe
i love you
i love you
i love you
you look at me and you just can't tell
you're looking like you just came outta hell
acting like a dirty lavatory
there ain't no bid for your chastity
hey baby
i love you
i love you
i love you
i'm in love
i'm really in love
try and join the scene but you're too obscene
you're looking like a big fat baked bean
how did you figure that you'd be any use
when all you're gonna get is my abuse
hey babe
i love you
i love you
i love you
you know i don't like where you come from
it's just a satellite of london
and when you look me i the eye
i just remember i wanna die
hey babe
i love you
i love you
i love you
i can't take no more just stop
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