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La massa lavica ammalia ma devasta.
Basta un attimo di distrazione e sei lì che bruci.
È un agguato ipotizzabile e indefinibile.
È un rischio che le anime docili non si prendono fin quando non capiscono che non c'è disciplina più indisciplinata del rock'n'roll.
Ma è comunque un rischio che le anime docili non si prendono.
I Sonic Youth ne fanno un'inconsueta eccezione.
Alle fiamme loro danno origine.
E non si parla di piromania.
Si tratta di incandescenze animali, interiori. Che nutrono l'energia.
Ma loro sono anche umili e dell'opera rivelano poco o niente.
Un candela accesa in copertina non può che ardere l'immaginazione.
Avranno supposto forse questo?!
Non lo sapremo mai, probabilmente, ed è questo il bello dell'arte.
Qualcuno nota qualcosa che non conta ma che in realtà c'entra.
Sicuro è che quella candela incendia eccome la mente dell'ascoltatore. E non delude mai, nemmeno per poco. Non si spegne fin quando non lo si decide seduta stante.
Ma anche lì è un fatto di suggestione. Si sarà smorzata quella fiaccola? Responso assolutamente negativo.
E lo pronuncio perché l'ho vista brillare e infiammarmi le orecchie più volte.
Quella cera è indomabile. E come della cenere non se ne conoscono i segreti più oscuri.
Eterno splendore dona a loro, oh Signore...
...Ahiiiiaaa, porca di una p..., quando mi deciderò ad acquistare una lampada da scrivania?
Elenco tracce testi e samples
01 Teen Age Riot (06:56)
You're it.
No, you're it.
Yeah, you're really it.
You're it.
No, I mean it, you're it.
Say it, don't spray it.
Spirit desire, face me.
Spirit desire, don't displace me.
Spirit desire, we will fall.
Miss me, don't dismiss me.
Spirit desire, spirit desire.
Spirit desire, we will fall.
Spirit desire, we will fall.
Spirit desire, spirit desire.
Spirit desire, we will fall.
Spirit desire, we will fall.
Everybody's talking 'bout the stormy weather,
And what's a man to do but work out whether it's true?
Looking for a man with a focus and a temper,
Who can open up a map and see between one and two.
Time to get it before you let it get to you.
Here he comes now -- stick to your guns and let him through.
Everybody's coming from the winter vacation,
Taking in the sun in a exaltation to you.
You come running in on platform shoes,
With Marshall stacks to at least just give us a clue.
Ah, here it comes, I know it's someone I knew.
Teenage riot in a public station,
Gonna fight and tear it up in a hypernation for you.
Now I see it,
I think I'll leave it out of the way.
Now I come near you,
And it's not clear why you fade away.
Looking for a ride to your secret location,
Where the kids are setting up a free-speed nation for you.
Got a foghorn and a drum and a hammer that's rocking,
And a cord and a pedal and a lock, that'll do me for now.
It better work out,
I hope it works out my way.
'Cause it's getting kind of quiet in my city's head,
Takes a teen age riot to get me out of bed right now.
You better look it, we're gonna shake it up to him.
He acts the hero, we paint a zero on his hand
We know it's down,
We know it's bound too loose.
Everybody's sound is round it,
Everybody wants to be proud to choose.
So who's to take the blame for the stormy weather,
You're never gonna stop all the teenage leather and booze.
It's time to go round, a one man showdown -- teach us how to fail.
We're off the streets now, and back on the road on the riot trail.
02 Silver Rocket (03:46)
Snake in it
jack into the wall
TV amp on fire
blowin' in the hall
gun yr. sled
close yr. peeping toms
turbo organizer
crankin' on the knob
You got it
yeh ride the silver rocket
can't stop it
burnin hole in yr pocket
hit the power
psycho helmets on
you got to splice yr. halo
take it to a moon
nymphoid clamor
fuelling up the hammer
you got to fake out the robot
and pulse up the zoom
You got it
yeh ride the silver rocket
can't stop it
burnin hole in yr pocket
can't forget the flashing
can't forget the smashing
the sending and the bending
the ampisphere re-entry
You gotta have the time
Got a letter in your mind
Gotta heart injection
That you got yourself a line
You got it
yeh ride the silver rocket
can't stop it
burnin hole in yr pocket
03 The Sprawl (07:39)
To the extent that I wear skirts
and cheap nylon slips
I've gone native
I wanted to know the exact dimension of hell
does this sound simple?
Fuck you! Are you for sale?
Does 'Fuck you' sound simple enough?
This was the only part that turned me on
but he was candy all over
come on down to the store
you can buy some more, and more, and more, and more
you can buy some more, and more, and more, and more
you can buy some more, and more, and more, and more
you can buy some more, and more, and more, and more
I grew up in a shotgun row
sliding down the hill
out front were the big machines
steel and rusty now I guess
outback was the river
and that big sign down the road
that's where it all started
come on down to the store
you can buy some more, and more, and more, and more
come on down to the store
you can buy some more, and more, and more, and more
come on down to the store
you can buy some more, and more, and more, and more
you can buy some more, more, more, more
06 Total Trash (07:30)
It start at the top
Now it's spiralling down
Works best when it's lost
Diggin' under the ground
Never mind it now
We can bring it back
It's total trash
And it's a natural fact
That I'm not no cow
It's never the same
It's more than a game
Can't take it away
Can't kill all the shame
It's a guilty man
That increased the crack
It's total trash
Sack 'em on the back
With a heavy rock
There he goes again
Magic monkey friend
Can I love the time
That he seems to spend
With all the kids in town
It start at the top
Now it's spiralling down
Works best when it's lost
Diggin' under the ground
Never mind it now
We can bring it back
It's total trash
And it's a natural fact
That I'm not no cow
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Altre recensioni
Di ZiOn
"Daydream Nation è un capolavoro. Senza mezzi termini."
Un gioiello senza tempo che tutti dovrebbero possedere o almeno conoscere.
Di markocc
A volte il rumore è la miglior musica che un uomo possa ascoltare.
Daydream Nation è un folle e terrorizzante grido, inquietante ma meraviglioso, una droga.
Di maryg
«Ogni parola pronunciata in merito a 'Daydream Nation' non va sicuramente sprecata, giacché quest'album non finirà mai di sorprendere il pubblico.»
«Ci sono momenti, rari in ogni disco, dove le ricerche selvagge dei chitarristi collidono in ciò che può essere definito come una 'radiazione'.»
Di gianmarcolodi
"'Teenage Riot' per me era un modo di essere, un monito, non ero e non avrei accettato di restar quieto."
"Daydream Nation è il primo vero incontro del rumore con la melodia, così come io avevo il primo incontro tra l’amore spirituale e l’amore fisico."
Di Dan Erre
«I don’t wanna die, guys» – Thurston Moore nel ricordo del 1998.
«Nei Sonic, lo sfondamento della soglia del rumore determinava l’approdo a un nuovo gradino espressivo, non l’esibizione d’una confusa rabbia iconoclasta.»
