Nella recensione di "Dark Ages" ho definito "3" un'album mediocre, ho detto la verità solo in parte, perchè ascoltando più volte il disco mi ha preso molto di più del primo ascolto, perchè contemporaneamente ho ascoltato "Chaos A.D." dei Sepultura (che non aveva mai sentito prima) e allora ho compreso l'intenzione di Max Cavalera su questo terzo album, che in effetti è stato un pò snobbato e criticato, ovvero l'intenzione di un ritorno ad un suono più thrashy style, insomma un riagganciamento a quanto fatto con i Sepultura, però una cosa è l'intenzione ed un'altra è il risultato che non è per niente simile nè ai miracoli fatti sui precedenti "Soulfly" e "Primitive" nè ai Sepultura ante-"Roots", qui il sound è si più sulle onde del thrash metal ma allo stesso tempo si ha un ammorbidimento delle canzoni ed una melodicizzazzione della stessa voce di Max, che è sempre stata una delle più incazzate del metal, per questo nei confronti di un fan dei Soulfly questo terzo capitolo può non piacere.
Contemporaneamente però, l'elemento tribale, che è simbolo di riconoscimento per i Soulfly, è ultra-presente, al contrario delle influenze nu metal che avevano caratterizzato il primo e soprattutto il secondo album. Nonostante ciò vi sono buone canzoni come l'opener "Downstroy", Enterfaith", la consueta strumentale e spirituale "Soulfly" di turno (ovvero "Soulfly III"), "Tree of Pain", pur avendo una struttura bizzarra, infatti inizia molto melodica con la voce di una donna e poi parte la voce di Max seguita da un ritmo hardcore/crossover, e la conclusione è nuovamente affidata a quella donna (che non so chi è, però ha una bella voce) e al suono tribal/melodico, "One Nation" resuscita i primi Soulfy mentre "Four Elements" ha un sound molto vicino al recente "Dark Ages".
Non so proprio come concludere perchè per uno che non ha mai sentito i Soulfly il disco può sembrare interessante, ma per un fan come me al primo ascolto c'è delusione e solo dopo averlo assimilato (e per questo bisogna non sentire per un pò i precedenti album) può risultare un lavoro sufficiente.
Elenco tracce testi e samples
01 Downstroy (04:24)
Fighting for your soul
Defending what is yours
Arm in arm, I and I and all
Fire is within
Bleed for your belief
Come on and bleed with me
"Chuan-Tzu" rules of war
A warrior is reborn
3,000 years before
Not, we won't give up
Not, we won't back up
And we'll never let go
Destroy 'em down
Destroy 'em all
Fighting for your soul
Defending what is yours
Arm in arm, I and I and all
Fire is within
Bleed for your belief
Come on and bleed with me
Destroy 'em down
Destroy 'em all
Downstroy
02 Seek 'n' Strike (04:27)
Here we go...Another day, another strike
Here we go...It's the living sacrifice
Here we go...Against your bullshit ways
Here we go...Against your false pretend
Here we go...Another day, another hour
Here we go...Take back the power
Here we go...I'd rather die on my feet
Here we go...Than keep living on my knees
Here we go...Another day, another strike
Here we go...Jumpdafuckup and fight
Here we go...Another place, another tribe
Here we go...No, we won't take your bribe
Here we go...Another day, another night
Here we go...With this music unite
Here we go...Another freedom fight
Here we go...God bless me inside
Seek 'N' Strike
Seek 'N' Strike
Strike
Here we go...Another day, another strike
Here we go...It's the living sacrifice
Here we go...Against your bullshit ways
Here we go...Against your false pretend
Here we go...Another day, another hour
Here we go...Take back the power
Here we go...I'd rather die on my feet
Here we go...Than keep living on my knees
Here we go...Another day, another strike
Here we go...It's time to react
Here we go...Yeah we come full effect
Here we go...Attitude and respect
Here we go...Another day, another Night
Here we go...Protest and survive
Here we go...Yeah soulfly tribe
Here we go...It's time to arise
Seek 'N' Strike
Seek 'N' Strike
Strike
05 L.O.T.M. (02:35)
No follow no trends
We know you are too fake
The song remains insane
And we are here to stay
Against all odds we go
Follow out hearts and souls
We'll take you to the unknown
Our message to the world...
Last of the Mohicans
Our tribe spreads everywhere
"Sell-Out" I say fuck that
You better show respect
'Cause we're not like the rest
The rhythm and the rage
The blood spills on the stage
Oh god give me the strength
And guide us till the end...
Last of the Mohicans
06 Brasil (05:00)
Vamos detonar essa porra - let's detonate this shit
Vamos levantar poeira - kick the dust high
Vamos arrasar - let's kick ass
Vamos arrega�ar - let's fuck shit up
Vamos detonar essa porra - let's detonate this shit
Vamos rasgar o ch�o - let's cut the ground
Levanta mano, ent�o - get up brother, c'mon
Vamos detonar essa porra - let's detonate this shit
Vamos detonar essa porra - let's detonate this shit
As casas - the houses
As cidades - the cities
As cal�adas - the sidewalks
As mulecadas - the street kids
As esquinas - the street corners
Os buracos - the holes
Balas perdidas - lost bullets
Os telhados - the roofs
No Minhoc�o - famous tunnel in downtown S�o Paulo
A multid�o - the crowd
Favelas - slums where most poor people live
Galera - soccer crowds
Na madrugada - after midnight
A gingada - a typical dance/fight from the north
E'o Brasil - this is Brasil
Pais porrada - hardcore country
Os butecos - the bars
O concreto - the concrete
As raizes - the roofs
As cicatrizes - the scars
O Cristo Redentor - Christ the redeemer (famous statue of Christ in Rio De Janeiro)
O sol nascente - the rising sun
Salvador - capital of Bahia (North of Brasil)
Nas Gerais - Minas Gerais (the state where Max was born)
As catedrais - the cathedrals
Pelourinho - famous old slave square in Salvador
Aleijadinho - crippled sculptor famous for the 12 prophets statues in Ouro Preto
Na Baixada - one of the most violent and dangerous places in Rio de Janeiro
As peladas - soccer played barefoot in the streets, on the beach
E'o Brasil - this is Brasil
Pais porrada - hardcore country
Brasil, Pais Porrada
As torcidas - organized soccer crowds
As torturas - the tortures (in the 60's, a lot of people were tortured and killed by the government)
De longe vem a forte chuva - from far comes the strong rain
E' Meia Noite - Brasilian percussionist, Meia Noite, who plays on this album and on "Primitive"
Quebrando tudo - fucking shit up on rhythms.
O berimbau - One-stringed Brasilian instrument that Max often uses Conquista o Mundo
conquer the world Da Lama ao Caos - From The Mud To The Chaos (this is the name of Chico Science's first album)
Do Mangue - from the mangroves in Recife
Manaus - capital of Amazonas (heart of the rainforest)
Uai - a traditional term used by the people of Minas Gerais Minas Gerais
oh yes, Pele the footballer is also born there O Brasil - Brasil
E' muito mais - it's so much more...
Brasil, Pais Porrada
10 Call to Arms (01:23)
All your beliefs filled up with lies
Blinded from what you call prophets
Your Jihad's a joke, revenge is our fight
We'll crush the Al Quaeda to stop it
Drop the bombs in...
Drop the bombs in...
Wipe out your muthafucking schemes
Bring the troops in...
Bring the troops in...
Wipe out your minority
World has united to weed out the scum
Our people have all took a stand
We're tired of your bullshit, the actions of few
That threaten the future of man
Drop the bombs in...
Drop the bombs in...
Wipe out your muthafucking schemes
Dig the roots out...
Dig the roots out...
Your holy war is nothing to be proud
A call to arms
This call for pride
You can never take from what we feel inside
All our strength
Is in our hearts
This is our call to arms...
11 Four Elements (04:22)
I can't wait for another day
I can't fake, I can't pretend
I can't stand and watch you say
These things you don't understand
I can't wait till I get the chance
Looking down, staring in your face
Motherfuckers rip off my name
And pretend on your bullshit fame
I'll bring da shit
I'll throwdown
I'll make you bleed
I can't wait here comes the hate
Whatcha gonna do without your fame?
You don't bite the hands that feeds ya
You're going down, no money can save ya
I'll bring da shit
I'll throwdown
I'll make you bleed
Heart, fist, soul, mind
Heart, fist, soul, mind
Heart, fist, soul, mind
Heart, fist, soul, mind
13 Sangue de Bairro (02:19)
Bezouro, Moderno, Ezequiel,
Candeeiro, Ceca Preta, Labareda,
Azul�o, Arvoredo, Quina-Quina,
Banananeira, Sabonete, Catingueira,
Limoeiro, Laparina, Mergulh�o, Corisco!
Volta Seca, Jararaca, Cajarana, Viriato,
Gitirana, Moita-Brava, Meia Noite, Zabele!
[These are the names of the members of Lampiao's gang!]
[They were outlaw rebels that would steal from the rich and give to the poor]
[(like a Brasilian Robin Hood).]
[When they were captured,]
[their heads were decapitated and displayed in the square of the city of Recife, Pernambuco.]
Quando degolaram minha cabe�a
Passei mais de dois segundos
Vendo meu corpo tremendo
E n�o sabia o que fazer
Morrer, viver, morrer, viver
[Translation:]
When they cut off my head
For more than two seconds
I watch my body shake
And I didn't know what to do
To die, to live, to die, to live
14 Zumbi (06:16)
zumbi e o sinior da gera zumbi e u sinior que manda quando zumbi shega e u
zumbi manda.
16 Under the Sun (05:47)
Well, I don't want no Jesus freak to tell me what it's all about,
No black magician telling me to cut my soul out,
Don't believe in violence; I don't even believe in peace
I've opened the door now my mind's been (release/relieved)
Well, I don't want no preacher telling me about the god in the sky,
No, I don't want no one to tell me where I'm gonna go when I die
I wanna live my life I don't want people telling me what to do
I just believe in myself, 'cos no one else is true
Ev'ry day just comes and goes
Life is one long overdose
People drive to ruination
I can see through their frustration
People hiding their real faces,
Each one running their rat races
Behind each flow'r there grows a weed
in their world of make-believe
So believe what I tell you;
It's the only way you'll find in the end
Just believe in yourself you know you really shouldn't have to pretend
Don't let those empty people try and interfere with your mind
Just live your life and leave them all behind
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