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Uscito fra pochi clamori e una timida curiosità (almeno in Italia, discorso diverso per l'Inghilterra) al principio dell'estate, il primo disco dei Sons And Daughters, pur non rappresentando nulla di nuovo all'interno del panorama rock contemporaneo, si è rivelato essere un fresco e convincente debutto.
Il combo scozzese si muove su territori già battuti da altri (al sottoscritto il primo paragone diretto che viene in mente sono i Violent Femmes), ma con una verve rinnovata e un piglio frizzante e coinvolgente, senza scadere nel puro citazionismo. I Sons And Daughters suonano qualcosa a metà fra punk (come attitudine) e folk scozzese, spruzzato qua e là di noise leggero. Una miscela che, così esposta, può far storcere il naso a molti, essendo formula musicale non nuova e di sempre difficile coniugazione, visti i contrastanti elementi di cui è composta.
Ci riescono stranamente bene invece i Sons And Daughters, confezionando un lavoro breve e compatto (mezz'ora scarsa), e impreziosito da una bella voce femminile, chitarre taglienti e un apparato ritmico senza troppi fronzoli.
Come detto, su tutto il disco aleggia il fantasma dei Violent Femmes, a volte abbastanza manifesto come nel folk sostenuto di "Red Receiver", altre meno, come in "Monsters". Il resto non sarà tutta farina del loro sacco, ma i Sons And Daughters ce la mettono tutta a rielaborare le loro varie influenze musicali, infilando uno dietro l'altro brani brevi e trascinanti, molti dei quali possibili hit single. Prendete ad esempio "Taste The Last Girl": andamento indie-rock in 4/4, giro di chitarra semplice ma trascinante e chorus a due voci che si stampa subito in testa.
E ce ne sarebbero tanti altri, l'iniziale "Medicine" dalla ritmica "velvetiana", il frenetico stomp di "Hunt", il crescendo quasi noise di "Choked" o la morriconiana "Rama Lama".
Certo a volte la voce maschile sembra quella di Morrisey mentre il contraltare femminile si avvicina a PJ Harvey, ma l'effetto generale non è quello presumibile di una brodaglia riscaldata da gerontocomio, ma più quello di una minestra leggera con una buona dose di parmigiano sopra.
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02 Red Receiver (02:53)
Phone phone the red receiver at the end of the bed it keeps getting clearer
Rings run running around me
Untying the ribbons for the good of the family
And your dear friends gathered together
You were looking for trouble now your losing your temper
Cold feet in London
Useless confetti
No groom
No first kiss
No diamonds for the girl
Don't look in the side of the wardrobe
The white dress hangs tall as a tightrope
Clothes piled high in a suitcase
Better get moving fast for it's too late
And you dear friends gathered in darkness
Formed a search and followed their partners
So phone phone the red receiver at the end of the bed but no one will be here
03 Hunt (03:02)
One year in five we'll stay alive it's a reason to behold
When it's just another fear to fry within this sacred fold
I am innocent
The sweat pours in like an ancient grin and laughs like a suffering one
It's colder now as my mouth runs out
How many times are we taken over?
I am innocent
There's one of us in the middle and there's two now on the end
Do you have the guts to falsify as you stand up on the ledge?
You are innocent
Sentencing can't save me and I shuffle to the night
The curtains closed
My substance old
I am innocent
04 Dance Me In (02:41)
Dance me in
Show me the first part
I'll pay close detail
To every note in every chart
An escaped voice speaks from the corner of the room
It's avoiding the plans
Sneaking past the narrow truth
Everyone else follows through
You speak for all men
The hopeless telling of sorries cling to your lungs
In the print of tomorrow what reminds me of them does not remind me of yours
Remind me of the young
Just dance me in
Just dance me in
Just dance me in
Dance me in
Dance me in
You speak for all men
The hopeless telling of sorries cling to your lungs
In the print of tomorrow what reminds me of them does not remind me of yours
Remind me of the young
Just dance me in
Just dance me in
Just dance me in
Dance me in
Dance me in
Lose on both sides until there are two
I'm sat at the last table
My talk wearing thin
I'll wait for answers
I'll wait for answers
Just dance me in
Dance me in
Just dance me in
Just dance me in
Just dance me in
Dance me in
Dance me in
07 Monsters (02:56)
Where did you come from?
What have we started?
Maybe I call you a liar
Held in command
Taken by hand
Mistaking the words on the wire
Take me down again
Pull me down again
Take me down and then a a a a a
Don't go and ask your sick little questions
I can't find the cure for desire
If this continues
I'm saving myself
By putting my hands in the fire
Take me down again
Pull me down again
Take me down and then a a a a a
What's natural and real
Like monsters we
Like banshees
That's what we've become
There's half a discussion and then we ask
What kind of love we have
You know where the door is
Can't give you myself
Compassions just a word in a dictionary on your shelf
Monogamy to you it seems is just black and blue
All the best psychotic lovers ain't got nothing on you
Take me down again
Pull me down again
Take me down and then a a a a a
What's natural and real
Like monsters we
Like banshees
That's what we've become
There's half a discussion and then we ask
What kind of love we have
09 Royally Used (03:41)
She said it's all you'll need to be disheartened
Go over the words
Repeat
We'll get it started
You made the first move
When I was near you
We turned wrong to right
I'd heard people say he was a good man in his day
All I can say
All I concede
The smile disappeared into his straight face
You made the first move
When I was near you
We turned wrong to right
And now that I can hear
It all has past
I thank myself for seeing it out
The next will last
You made the first move
When I was near you
We turned wrong to right
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