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Vent'anni di carriera e non sbagliarne nemmeno uno? Roba da Lou Koller e soci. Coesistere negli anni '90 con band quali Offspring e Green Day e non sentirne minimamente l'influenza? Roba da Lou Koller e soci. Rimanere ancora una band di punta dell'HC a due decenni di distanza dalla nascita? Sempre roba loro.
Cosa significa tutto questo? La miriade di gruppetti punk e affini col loro sound adolescenziale del cazzo se ne possono andare affanculo, la vera musica spaccaculi alberga qui a NY. Ecco cosa significa.
Dopo la raccolta "Outakkes For The Outcast" e l'abbandono dell'etichetta di Fat Mike per la Abacus Recordings, i newyorkesi non deludono assolutamente le aspettative continuando a seguire uno stile mantenuto per tanti anni; recensire un album del genere direi che va al di là del semplice "track by track", a mio parere sarebbe quasi un insulto verso un magnifico lavoro come questo, è un disco da lasciar scorrere nel lettore dal primo all'ultimo ruggito: 30 minuti di hardcore granitico, le urla animalesche di Lou a farla da padrone, accompagnate e unite splendidamente al muro sonoro creato dal fratello Pete alla chitarra, Craig Setari (ex Agnostic Front) al basso e Armand Majidi alla batteria. Rabbia e odio trasudano palesemente dai testi di song, denuncie contro governo e politici, "Always War" e "Uprising Nation" su tutte: cosa volete, quando si ha da urlare contro Bush e le sue fottute guerre vengono fuori album davvero eccellenti.. Bellissime la disperata "Die Alone" e "Leader", davvero pazzesca: termina dopo poco più di un minuto che ti chiedi: ma qui ho davvero a che fare con quarantenni, o con giovani belve di vent'anni agli albori della loro carriera?
Altri degni episodi di questo disco sono "Forked Tongue" dove fa la sua comparsa Freddy Cricien, leader degli altri mostri sacri nel NYHC, i Madball, e "Fred Army" che si conclude con una marcia militare. E diamine l'aver citato qualche traccia non vuol dire che ce ne siano alcune che prevalgono su altre, sono tutte così ben salde e compatte che fare nomi e distinzioni mi sembra davvero inutile, come trovo limitativo ascoltare tracce qua e là a caso: credetemi la migliore esperienza si ottiene ascoltando l'album per intero.
Non c'è nessun attimo di pausa per i timpani, il disco scorre alla grande e termina sfrecciando proprio come era partito. E quando finalmente le tue orecchie ritrovano la pace, ti ritrovi a pensare: questo è HARDCORE cazzo! E quasi ti lascia l'amaro in bocca per quella scarsa mezz'oretta che ti ha infuocato.
Ma si sa, i migliori album hardcore sono quelli che vanno via in un attimo... un attimo denso di furore e delirio.
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01 Take the Night Off (02:44)
Brutal - the big picture is so cruel to us
and everyone's life is such a tiny speck
Some of the worst atrocities can pass, fifty miles away to no effect
Power, power
has always been abused
work,debt, poverty, taxes
life's oppressive rules
Power, power
just might never change
No answers will come from our bloodthirsty ways
Let's take the night off from mental stress
let's take the night off - this world's a mess
Captive - held captive by our hopes and dreams
Our best intentions can destroy us
We shouldn't grind ourselves away
Take a break, we need to maintain
Power, power
has always been abused
work,debt, poverty, taxes
life's oppressive rules
Power, power
just might never change
No answers will come from our bloodthirsty ways
Commiserating has run it's course
We'll save the world tomorrow
We'll have to wait until that day
We'll wait, we'll wait
but in the meantime
Let's celebrate the we don't give a fuck
Let's celebrate that we don't care
Let's celebrate that we don't give a fuck
With a middle finger high in the air
Let's celebrate that we don't give a fuck
Take the night off, pass the buck
08 Leader (01:15)
further. whatever gets me
higher. whatever gets me
richer. whatever gets me
all of the power i need
clawing. pushing. ceating. stealing. using?
it doesn't bother me
see it. want it. grab it. hold it. never let go and
it doesn't bother me
dirty fighting. openly lying. always conniving
it doesn't bother me
callous. brutal. barely human. cold and cruel and
it doesn't bother me
i am your leader
i am your leader
i can't wipe the smile from my face because you trust me
i can't wipe the smile from my face - i'm sure you envy your leader
no mercy. no pity. no sympathy
i've got what it takes
i've got your life and i've got your fuckin' money
09 Make a Mark (03:13)
it's so hard to make a mark when you wash away
it's so hard to be remembered when you've got nothing to say
how could there be influence with quality in short supply?
forced to watch this impotence. a dozen for a dime
when the frauds are on the rise we wanna see them fall
when the frauds are flying high we wanna see them crawl
never did pay any dues - they've got a lot to learn
when they come down with a crash we wanna see them burn
how can we deeply moved by their shallow words?
the message is expendable. cheap and mass produced
how could there be influence with quality in short supply?
forced to watch this impotence. a dozen for a dime
better enjoy success. cause it won't last
that kind of ego is just good for a laugh
the money machine will make it grow
will hit a nerve and make it gold
if they have it to jam it down
jam it down your throat
jam it down your throat
it's so hard to make a mark
jam it down your throat
it's so hard to make a mark
jam it down your throat
till it succeeds
where they do come from
what do they mean
some random kids from some random scene
what do they stand for
what do they mean
what are they saying
nothing. nothing
10 Forked Tongue (01:34)
bent on hatred - silence the forked tongue
it won't change us - we're proud to be infidels
you have no room to judge - malevolent spirit
when your world is dripping with blood
a stranger to love
bent on hatred - silence the forked tongue
it won't change us - we're proud to be infidels
when death means more than life - ignorant martyr
then fantasy has taken the place of a righteous change
righteous change
what does it take to reason with insanity
what does it take to pacify the savagery
the forked tongue. spitting all it's venom at me
what does it take to wipe away the misery
what does it take. what does it take
the dark ages are upon us again
what does it take. what does it take
the forked tongue must be silenced
give us freedom from the demons
demons
12 Faithless (02:55)
don't count on government for your security
don't count on any neighbour for their camaraderie
forget it. forget about
the sense of ease you would wish for most
all the two-faced lies forming in their wicked throats
oh. to break all the wicked molds
formed in human life. by which we're surrounded
faithless
never underestimate stupidity of man
get in the way - of his wretched plans
never underestimate stupidity of man
get in the way - of his wretched aftermath
don't count on government for your security
don't count on any neighbour for their camaraderie
they are flawed
trust is a mistake
even decent men mess what's on their plate
subject to the urge
written all over their face
fallen decent men. victims of their nature
faithless
the movers and shakers
have me moving far away
the movers and shakers
have me shaking my head
never underestimate stupidity of man
get in the way - of his wretched plans
never underestimate stupidity of man
get in the way - of his wretched aftermath
don't count on government for your security
don't count on any neighbour for their camaraderie
comfort. friendship
let them not be lost
13 Fred Army (02:45)
left. right. left
gonna march right out and leave this place
left. right. left
gonna punch right through what gets in the way
left. right. left
gonna do whatever we have to do
left. right. left
gonna march right out into the free world
desperate. and cornered like a rat
things are getting ugly really fast
their intentions are the worst
let's brace ourselves and hit them where it hurts
freedom is right there in our sights
conscience. we have to put aside
their intentions are the worst
we won't stop until we break through
left. right. left
gonna march right out and leave this place
left. right. left
gonna punch right through what gets in the way
left. right. left
gonna do whatever we have to do
left. right. left
gonna march right out into the free world
and we won't stop 'till we break through
we're given no choice
so let the chips fall where they may
and let these matters be settled this way
we'll let our judgement get carried away
carried so far to a terrible place
a place that wrecks and shatters our dreams
and changes life as we know it
into the life we have to live
left. right. left
gonna march right out and leave this place
left. right. left
gonna punch right through what gets in the way
left. right. left
gonna do whatever we have to do
left. right. left
gonna march right out into the free world
and we won't stop 'till we break through
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