Mi trovo davanti, al primo album degli Skid Row, band americana, fondata nel 1987 a New Jersey, dalle sonorità che spaziano dal heavy metal all'hard rock, ma considerata Glam Metal, per il modo di vestire e di portare i capelli. Il gruppo raggiunse il successo dopo i primi due album: Skid Row (1989) e Slave To Grind (1991), tutt'ora considerati i migliori del gruppo, entrambi pubblicati dalla casa discografica Atlantic Records. Nel 1989 la line-up era formata da Sebastian Bach, unica voce, il bassista Rachel Bolan, i due chitarristi Dave Sabo e Scotti Hill e il batterista Rob Affuso. Come detto prima Skid Row, è uno degli album più importanti della band: ho potuto riscontrare ciò analizzando e ascoltando le tracce che lo compongono, davvero molto belle.
La prima song dell'album è "Big Guns", canzone dal buon riff martellante; come al solito, ottima la voce di Sebastian Bach.
"Sweet Little Sister", ha un ritmo più veloce, la batteria è martellante e aggressiva, e l'assolo è anche molto bello e veloce, buon lavoro di Dave Sabo.
Segue "Can't Stand The Heartache", canzone molto melodica, e poi "Piece Of Me", canzone che inizia con introduzione di batteria e di basso, ma subito dopo si sente la voce di Sebastian Bach, e inoltre, anche qui, l'assolo è molto bello.
Ora, descrivo il capolavoro degli Skid Row, la loro canzone (forse) più importante, che li ha fatti diventare importanti: "18 And Life". L'introduzione è acustica, ma dopo poco tempo la parte acustica si trasforma in distorta. Questa song, ha dei toni molto pacati e melodici. Non mi sento di classificare questa traccia sotto il genere "heavy metal", ma secondo me la sonorità, è più hard rock, nonostante la voce del leader, Sebastian Bach, più spinta del solito, nella parte antecedente all'assolo.
"Rattlesnake Shake", è anch'essa un buon lavoro, che precede "You Gone Wild", canzone, dal ritmo martellante che presenta cori all'interno del ritornello, che accompagnano la voce anche in questo caso molto spinta di Bach.
"Here I Am" e "Makin' A Mess" sono delle buone canzoni, e in entrambe ho ascoltato degli ottimi assoli, e una buon accompagnamento in batteria, costante in tutta la canzone. Il batterista Rob Affuso, si è davvero impegnato per queste due song, lavorando ottimamente, senza minima traccia di errori.
"I Remember You", è molto simile a "18 And Life", perché ha sonorità più hard rock: la track comincia con una introduzione acustica e inoltre, mantiene ritmi molto tranquilli, e anche l'assolo e il riff che si ascolta non ha quasi niente di lontanamente paragonabile agli assoli e ai riffoni metal.
Chiudiamo in bellezza con "Midnight/Tornado", ottima canzone, presenta anch'essa cosi nel ritornello, anche qui, l'accompagnamento in batteria è sempre costante.
Per concludere: ottimo lavoro degli Skid Row, l'album che li proietterà verso il successo, ma la scia positiva di questa band incredibile proseguirà con l'uscita dell'altrettanto bello Slave To Grind.
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01 Big Guns (03:37)
Big Guns
She was a ballerina on a subway train.
Stiletto heels and a candy cane.
Looked like a number on a station wall,
Hot on the tail of a social call.
I wet my lips I thought I had it made.
Like Valentino with a hand grenade.
I made my move with my libido on.
She circled once and then she dropped the bomb.
She got the big guns, Pointed at my heart,
Bang bang shooting like a firing squad.
Big guns, She blew me away
And I went down in flames I met a sidewalk preacher on a roller skate.
He said he had the key to heaven's gate.
I said: "I'll wait for the movie 'cause I been there before"
And learned: like is a battle and love is war
She got the big guns,
Pointed at my heart,
Bang bang shooting like a firing squad
Big guns, Took me by surprise,
She got my lovin' reachin' for the sky.
She got the big guns,
Pointed at my heart,
Bang bang shooting like a firing squad,
Big guns, She blew me away,
And I went down in flames.
I'm doing time as a back seat Romeo.
Play solitaire with my hands in the air,
Another night and no bullets to spare.
She got the big guns, Pointed at my heart,
Bang bang shooting like a firing squad.
Big guns, Took me by surprise,
She got my lovin' reachin' for the sky.
She got the big guns, Pointed at my heart,
Bang bang shooting like a firing squad.
Big guns, She blew me away, And I went down in flames.
Big guns, big guns Big guns, she blew me away
And I went down in flames.
Big guns, big guns She really really got the big guns.
She shot me, and I went down in flames.
02 Sweet Little Sister (03:09)
Sweet Little Sister
She blew my mind behind the wreckin' machine,
She was a shitload of trouble called the Subway Queen.
Had a hip with bad habits and a shake that was a bit obscene.
One night I caught her rollin' out the cellar door,
There was about a million people lying flat on the floor.
For such a sweet little lady
I would swear she's rotten to the core, oh yes.
She got her hands in the cookie jar,
Smiling like an alligator.
Makin' headlines in the back of her car,
Tight- lipped now but sink ships later.
I know a thing or two about sweet little sister
Her mama kill her if she knew what she do,
She's my sweet little sister She'll love ya black and blue,
sweet little sister Mona Lisa with a new tattoo,
She's my sweet little, sweet little sister
Every quittin' time is another disease,
Too many cowboys ridin' high shootin' low at the knees.
The back hand boogie is the price you pay for being the squeeze.
The pettin's getting heavy got his tongue in her ear,
Her friend is doing time for kickin' ass on a queer.
They're in a mental state and all their friends are here. oh yess,
She's tellin' lies through her burgundy lips,
Angel on a mission of mercy,
She'll get you dancin' with the crack of her whip,
Take you up to heaven in her rocket ship.
I know a thing or two about, sweet little sister
Her mama kill her if she knew what she do,
she's my sweet little sisterShe's so sweet ooo sweet as candy!
She got her hands in the cookie jar,
She'll love ya black and blue, sweet little sister
Mona Lisa with a new tattoo,
Smiling like an alligator.
Makin' headlines in the back of her car.
Tight-lipped now but sink ships later.
I know a thing or two about,
sweet little sister
Her mama kill her if she knew what she do,
she's my sweet little sister
She'll love ya black and blue, sweet little sister
Mona Lisa with a new tattoo, She's my sweet little, sweet little sister.
03 Can't Stand the Heartache (03:24)
Can't Stand The Heartache
Fall in love with a twisted lady.
Suicide with a cover girl.
Spent all your time then you got stuck paying the price, whoa whoa.
Uptown, kick it down, into a spin,
Face the wall, take it all, you just can't win.
Can't stand the heartache, So bleeds the red, red rose.
Time heals a broken heart, But that's just the way it goes.
Can't stand, I can't stand the heartache.
You got caught in the line of fire, Bystander innocence.
You held your own 'till it wasn't yours anymore.
Waste away another day into the night,
You're at home by the phone, it don't seem right.
Can't stand the heartache, So bleeds the red, red rose.
Time heals a broken heart,
But that's just the way it goes.
Can't stand, I can't stand the heartache.
You held me like a prisoner.
And I don't know,
Why I stayed here from the start.
Uptown, run me down under your wheels,
I pray, one day, you'll know how it feels.
Can't stand the heartache, So bleeds the red, red rose.
Time heals a broken heart, But that's just the way it goes.
Can't stand, I can't stand the heartache.
Can't stand the heartache,
So bleeds the red, red rose.
Time heals a broken heart,
But that's just the way it goes.
Can't stand, I can't stand the heartache.
Can't stand the heartache,
So bleeds the red, red rose.
Time heals a broken heart,
But that's just the way it goes.
Can't stand, I can't stand the heartache.
04 Piece of Me (02:48)
Piece Of Me
Sleazin' in the city,
You know I'm lookin' for a fight.
Got my heels and lookin' pretty,
On a Saturday night, night, night.
Good God, bless my soul,
I need a fix of rock 'n roll.
Come on baby you gotta wait and see.
You better hurry, To get a piece of me.
Caught a lonely lady,
Crying on a cigarette.
I got nasty, nasty habits,
And that's all she's gonna get from me.
One for the money, two for the show,
Round and 'round and 'round we go.
Take a look at what you might need,
You better hurry, To get a piece of me.
I don't have looks, I don't have money,
But I know one thing's for sure,
One night ain't enough of my love,
She wanted more, more, more.
Sleazin' in the city, You know I'm lookin' for a fight.
I got my heels and lookin' pretty,
On a Saturday night, night, night.
One for the money, two for the show,
'Round and 'round and 'round we go.
Take a look at what you might need.
You better hurry, To get a piece of me,
Get a piece of me! To get a piece of me
05 18 and Life (03:51)
Ricky was a young boy
He had a heart of stone.
Lived 9 to 5 and
Worked his fingers to the bone
Just barely out of school
Came from the edge of town.
Fought like a switchblade
So no one could take him down.
He had no money
Oooh no good at home.
He walked the streets a soldier
And he fought the world alone
And now it's
18 and life You got it
18 and life you know
Your crime is time and it's
18 and life to go
18 and life You got it
18 and life you know
Your crime is time and it's
18 and life to go
Tequila in his heartbeat
His veins burned gasoline
It kept his motor running
But it never kept him clean
They say he loved adventure
"Ricky's the wild one"
He married trouble
And had a courtship with a gun
Bang Bang Shoot 'em up
The party never ends
You can't think of dying
When the bottle's your best friend
And now it's
18 and life You got it
18 and life you know
Your crime is time and it's
18 and life to go
18 and life You got it
18 and life you know
Your crime is time and it's
18 and life to go
"Accidents will happen"
They all heard Ricky say
He fired his six-shot to the wind
And that child blew a child away
18 and life You got it
18 and life you know
Your crime is time and it's
18 and life to go
18 and life You got it
18 and life you know
Your crime is time and it's
18 and life to go
06 Rattlesnake Shake (03:09)
Tricky little Vicky walks along South Street
She learned her French from the boys that she'd meet
I gotta laugh when I hear them say
She's a sweet little cheese when the cat's away
I know what you been trying
What you got ain't worth buying
Can't make living working door to door
Shake, shake, shake it like a rattlesnake
Boom, boom baby out go the lights
Shake, shake, shake it like a rattlesnake
Staying up late doing the rattlesnake shake
Juicy Miss Lucy always diggin' on junk
She's on the corner talkin' trash with the punks
Her buried treasure is so easy to see
'Cause talk is cheap and so is she
You're lost in search of passion
(But) Prince Charming ain't in fashion
So let it bleed if you wanna stay
Shake, shake, shake it like a rattlesnake
Boom, boom baby out go the lights
Shake, shake, shake it like a rattlesnake
Staying up late doing the rattlesnake shake
Shake, shake, shake it like a rattlesnake
Boom, boom baby out go the lights
Shake, shake, shake it like a rattlesnake
Staying up late doing the rattlesnake shake
Shake, shake, shake it like a rattlesnake
Boom, boom baby out go the lights
Shake, shake, shake it like a rattlesnake
Staying up late doing the rattlesnake shake
07 Youth Gone Wild (03:18)
Rollin'.....
Woah yeah........................
Since I was born,
They couldn't hold me down
Another misfit kid,
Another burned-out town
I never played by the rules and I never really cared,
My nasty reputation takes me everywhere
Well I look n' see it's not only me
So many others have stood where I stand,
We are the young - so raise your hands
(Chorus)
They call us problem child,
We spend our lives on trial,
We walk an endless mile - we are the Youth Gone Wild
We stand and we won't fall - we're one and one for all
The writing's on the wall - we are the Youth Gone Wild
My boss screamin' my ear 'bout who I'm s'posed to be,
"Get a three-piece Wall Street smile, and son you'll look just like me"
I said "Hey, man, there's somethin' you oughta know, well I tell ya Park Avenue leads to...Skid Row!!"
Well I look n' see it's not only me
We're standing tall, ain't never a doubt
We are the young, so shout it out
(repeat chorus)
Well lemme hear ya get wild!
(guitar solo)
(repeat chrorus)
(typical Bach-style screaming to fade)
We are the Youth Gone Wild!
08 Here I Am (03:09)
Here I Am
SIX FOOT ONE AND LONELY
DRESSED IN SPAGHETTI RAGS
STANDING AT THE BUS STOP
WITH HER ALLIGATOR BAGS
WHAT CAN U DO?
NO, NO, NO, WHAT CAN I DO
I BETTER SEE A DOCTOR
'CASUE I THINK I'M GETTIN
HOOKED ON YOU
I AIN'T MUCH FOR TALKIN'
BUT ALL I GOT TO SAY IS
HERE I AM
CLOSE YOUR EYES AND I'LL BE
SUPERMAN
HERE I AM
COME AND TAKE MY LOVIN'
WHILE YOU CAN
SHE BROE A MILLION HEARTS
ON 2nd AVENUE
WITH HER GERMAN
CIGARRETTES
AND DESIGNER ATTITUDE
WHAT CAN U DO?
NO, NO, NO, WHAT CAN I DO
MY LOVE'S BEEN GOIN' BLIND
SINCE THE FIRST TIME I LAID
EYES ON YOU
AIN'T MUCH FOR
CONVERSATION
BUT I GOT TO LET YOU KNOW
HERE I AM
CLOSE YOUR EYES AND I'LL BE
SUPERMAN
HERE I AM
COME AND TAKE MY LOVIN'
WHILE YOU CAN
YOU DON'T NEED
CRYSTAL BALL
TO SEE SHE'S GOT IT ALL
SOLO
HERE I AM
CLOSE YOUR EYES AND I'LL BE
SUPERMAN
HERE I AM
COME AND TAKE MY LOVIN'
WHILE YOU CAN
09 Makin' a Mess (03:38)
T-bone Billy just a singin' the blues
Caught his lady with another man
Lit up a smoke and did some talkin'
With the back of his hand
She started shakin', started losing her mind
But he was kicking back and playing it cool
Signed her walkin' papers
Took the 5:15 to Kalamazoo
Sing for your supper,
Nobody rides for free
Eat your heart out, I'll send it C.O.D.
One, two baby what you do
Three, four let me show you the door
You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me
Five, six take your last licks
Seven, eight let me give it to you straight
You're better off dead than makin a mess of me
Now Billy-boy's out havin' a ball playin' fiddle at the local bar
Dark shades, cool kicks, he's Hollywood Blvd.
Slick Daddy and his fat cigar sayin':
"Sign upon the dotted line!"
He shook his head and said:
"All I need is that fiddle of mine!"
Sing for your supper,
Nobody rides for free
Take your big time, I'll take care of me
One, two baby what you do
Three, four let me show you the door
You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me
Five, six take your last licks
Seven, eight let me give it to you straight
You're better off dead than makin a mess of me
When trouble came knockin'
Billy kep-a-rockin' like this...
Sing for your supper,
Nobody rides for free
Eat your heart out, I'll send it C.O.D.
One, two baby what you do
Three, four let me show you the door
You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me
Five, six take your last licks
Seven, eight let me give it to you straight
You're better off dead than makin a mess of me
One, two baby what you do
Three, four let me show you the door
You're better off dead than makin' a mess of me
Five, six take your last licks (lick it)
Seven, eight let me give it to you straight
You're better off dead than makin a mess of me
10 I Remember You (05:14)
Woke up to the sound of pouring rain,
The wind would whisper and I'd think of you.
And all the tears you cried, that called my name.
And when you needed me I came through.
I paint a picture of the days gone by,
When love went blind and you would make me see.
I'd stare a lifetime into your eyes.
So that I knew that you were there for me,
Time after time, you were there for me.
Remember yesterday, walking hand in hand.
Love letters in the sand, I remember you.
Through the sleepless nights, through every endless day,
I'd wanna hear you say, I remember you.
We spent the summer with the top rolled down,
Wished ever after would be like this.
You said "I love you babe," without a sound.
I said I'd give my life for just one kiss.
I'd live for your smile, and die for your kiss.
Remember yesterday, walking hand in hand.
Love letters in the sand, I remember you.
Through the sleepless nights, through every endless day.
I'd wanna hear you say, I remember you.
We've had our share of hard times,
But that's the price we paid.
And through it all, we kept the promise that we made.
I swear you'll never be lonely.
Woke up to the sound of pouring rain,
Washed away a dream of you.
But nothing else could ever take you away,
'Cause you'll always be my dream come true,
Oh my darling, I love you!
Remember yesterday, walking hand in hand.
Love letters in the sand, I remember you.
Through the sleepless nights, through every endless day.
I'd wanna hear you say, I remember you.
Remember yesterday, walking hand in hand.
Love letters in the sand, I remember you.
Through all the sleepless nights, through all every endless days.
I'd wanna hear you say,
I remember
I remember you
ohhh uhhh yeah!
11 Midnight / Tornado (04:18)
(Fallon, Snake)
The night approaches, after dark you have no chance
Ooh, when moonlight takes the sky, you'll feel my dark romance
I'm on your footsteps and I wait behind your back
I spread like fire upon the streets I'm ready to attack
I'm the only thing you need
Upon your love I feed
When the clock strikes midnite
I'm on the prowl of love
When the clock strikes midnite
The time is right to call you out
When I'm feeling wicked and my blood is running hot
Electric is my touch baby you don't know what you've got
Only in the evening at night I come alive
So try to keep your passion deep I need it to survive
I'm the only thing you need
Upon your love I feed
When the clock strikes midnite
I'm on the prowl of love
When the clock strikes midnite
The time is right to call you out
When the clock strikes midnite
When the wicked moon starts to rise
When the clock strikes midnite
I'm alive
When the clock strikes midnite
I'm on the prowl of love
When the clock strikes midnite
The time is right to call you out
When the clock strikes midnite
When the wicked moon starts to rise
When the clock strikes midnite
I'm alive
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Altre recensioni
Di skylarblue
Il materiale composto è quanto di più tipicamente pop-metal possa esserci in circolazione, con una grande attitudine glam e una personalità da vere rockstar.
Un disco fondamentale, di culto per tutti gli amanti del vero hard rock, e di buona parte del metal, che non dovrebbe mancare in ogni collezione che si rispetti.
Di the alexander
Un disco è una miscela di riff taglienti e melodici, brani mai stancanti.
Youth Gone Wild è un brano che spacca veramente con i cori nel ritornello che non smetti mai di cantare.
