Back To The Primitive: Classica canzone “made in Soulfly”, inizio in stile tribale e verso la fine a suon di chitarra, basso, batteria e voce. Inoltre live è uno spettacolo.
Pain: Canzone interessante, ma forse un po' troppo ripetitiva. Da notare la presenza di due ospiti, Grady Avenell (ma chi è???) e Chino Moreno (Deftones), i quali rendono, forse, migliore la traccia. Straordinario il ritornello, dove tutti e tre alternano le voci in modo divino.
Bring It: Bel brano, con un ottimo ritornello. Straordinaria, qui la voce (come sempre, del resto...) di Max Cavalera.
Jumpdafuckup: Cantata insieme al leader degli Slipknot (Corey Taylor), è la mia preferita del disco. Il testo è a dir poco meraviglioso ed i riff sono dannatamente spettacolari. Jumpdafuckup!
Mulambo: Le strofe cantate semi-rap rovinano la maestosità della canzone, ma risulta abbastanza godibile. L’inizio è strepitoso, con un bambino che imita il verso del treno (ciuf ciuf, per intenderci...) e poi le chitarre vanno dove devono andare...
Son Song: Anche qua c’è un ospite. E chi è, vi chiederete voi? SEAN LENNON!!! Esatto, il figlio del famoso leader dei Beatles John Lennon!!! Nonostante la sua ingombrante presenza (che rovina tutta la canzone, secondo me), il brano risulta godibile, ma solo per merito di Cavalera e del resto dei Soulfly... il testo è commovente, infatti Cavalera “parla” con il figlio morto, Graziano. Nell’album c’è scritto che la canzone è dedicata anche a John Lennon... vabbè, andiamo avanti (e poi perché fare l’inizio di Back To The Primitive alla fine della canzone?)...
Boom: Bella canzone, ma forse non “spaccaritmo” come Back To The Primitive o Jumpdafuckup.
Terrorist: E qui sì che abbiamo un signor ospite, miseria nera: Tom Araya, celebre voce degli Slayer!!! Il brano è favoloso, con lievi influenze trash. Ottime le parti con le percussioni, bella traccia.
The Prophet: Il riff iniziale è bellissimo, il sound della batteria qui raggiunge l’apice. La mia seconda canzone preferita.
Soulfly II: Classica canzone dei Soulfly che mette in risalto la musica tribale del Brasile, terra di origine di Max Cavalera.
In Memory Of...: L’unico brano che stona veramente. I rapper presenti qui (che, tra l’altro, hanno dei nomi lunghissimi) rendono brutta la canzone, di chitarre e batterie qui si sente veramente poco.
Flyhigh: Canzone che riscatta lo mezzo schifo di prima e che conclude degnamente l’album.
Primitive:
Molti si chiedevano se i Soulfly, con “Primitive” (uscito nel 2000), avrebbero ottenuto lo stesso successo del precedente lavoro, “Soulfly” (1998). Forse no, ma è indubbio che “Primitive” sia un album che ogni vero fan del metal dovrebbe avere. Fantastico, come al solito, Max Cavalera, con la sua voce potente e più arrabbiata che mai, ma onore anche agli altri membri del gruppo (anche se poi cambiano continuamente...). Ottima la produzione di Toby Wright (già produttore del pessimo “Follow the leader” dei Korn).
Elenco tracce testi samples e video
01 Back to the Primitive (04:21)
Um, Dois, Tres, Quatro...
Back to the primitive
Fuck all your politics
We got our life to live
The way we want to be
Back to the primitive
Fuck all your politics
Who feels it, knows it
The god will guide me
Back to the primitive
Fuck all your bullshit
We're back to set it free
Confronting the negative
Back to the primitive
Fuck all you wannabe's
You don't mean shit to me
Let it bleed!!
Primitive (x4)
Back to the primitive,
Fuck all your politics,
We got our life to live
The way we want to be
Back to the primitive
Fuck all your politics
How it used to be
Check your reality
Back to the primitive
Fuck all your politics
Fuck all your wannabes
Aaaaaarggghhh!
Back to the primitive
Fuck all your politics
Forever we will be
What we want to be
Primitivo
03 Bring It (03:21)
Carved in hate, carved in hate
War is insane
Everywhere, everywhere
Blood and disgrace
Look around, look around
Apocalypse now!!
Terminate, terminate
With extreme hate
Bring it
Bring it
Bring it
Bring it
Who da cap fit, who da cap fit
You know what I mean
All your envy, all your envy
I'll make you bleed
Why don't you go away, why don't you go away
And never come back no more
Cut throat, cut throat
Fuck off!!!
Why don't you go away, why don't you go away
Never come back no more
Cut throat scum
You don't have a soul...
Fuck off
04 Jumpdafuckup (05:11)
Jumpdafuckup!
Muthafucka you don't understand all my hate!
Muthafucka you don't understand all my rage!
Muthafucka you don't understand all my pain!
Muthafucka you don't understand......
You seem to sever all my frequencies
I'm tethered to your energies
And everything turns inside out
I can't be killed but I'm not too proud.....
Maybe you would like to peak through the curtain
At the same mistake you know you always make, but...
All I really wanna know is
Are you gonna lay the fuck back down
Or jumpdafuckup?
Walking in the streets and looking at all this shit
I'm full of hate, don't fuck with me
Walking in the streets and looking at all this shit
Open up your eyes and fucking see
We got the tribe against society
We got to fight the real enemy
Get the fuck up, stand the fuck up, back the fuck up!
All this is making things a bit insane
And I don't care who stares or stays
The only thing that matters is
Will you reach out if you can't resist?
Maybe you don't give a shit for the rest of us
But if you do the time is now, if it ever was
If you're gonna fight, whatcha gonna do?......
Jumpdafuckup!
Muthafucka you don't understand all my hate!
Muthafucka you don't understand all my rage!
Muthafucka you don't understand all my pain!
Muthafucka you don't understand......
How dare you single out my honesty?
Compare me to your travesties?
I only want to see you fight
The darkness you wanna live your life by......
And if you're gonna quit
I don't give a shit
What the fuck? I'm a Mack truck
Are you gonna give up like a bitch
Or jumpdafuckup?
Walking in the streets and looking at all this shit
I'm full of hate, don't fuck with me
Walking in the streets and looking at all this shit
Open up your eyes and fucking see
We got the tribe against society
We got to fight the real enemy
Get the fuck up, stand the fuck up
MuthafuckAAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHHH!!!!
I'm a self-destructive piece of shit
Smear me in
I don't owe you a goddam thing
This life never had the swing
I don't wanna be immortal or legend or anything
Cause the longer I'm alive, the better of you'll be
Get ready for epitome... come on and pity me...
Will you kill me if I say please?
I'm the same old reason not to try
What the hell?
Beat to death with a shovel and a new smell
Come and get me; Mom would never let me do it
I'm ruined, I don't want anything from you
Cause I've got nothing left to prove, come on
My time, everything feels fine, goodbye
Killing from the inside!
05 Mulambo (04:19)
Mulambo eu (Mulambo I)
Mulambo tu (Mulambo you)
Chegou Aqui (Just arrived here)
Mulambo eu (Mulambo I)
Mulambo tu (Mulambo you)
Chegou Ali (Just arrived over there)
Mulambo chegou pra detonar essa porra!!!
Mulambo chegou pra detonar essa porra!!!
Mulambo chegou pra detonar essa porra!!!
Mulambo chegou pra detonar essa porra!!!
(Mulambo it's here to fuck this shit up!!!)
Third world and I'm coming with the fire
Futebol and I'm coming with the fire
E porrada and I'm coming with the fire
(porrada: punch or brawl)
O Brasil and I'm coming with the fire
Mulambo - Mulambo - Mulambo - Mulambo
Revolutionary como Zapata
[Zapata:] Mexican revolutionary
Revolutionary e Che Guevara
[Che Guevara:] Third World revolutionary
Revolutionary como Zumbi
[Zumbi:] Brasilian slave hero
Revolutionary to the most high
07 Boom (04:56)
Every time I think about how you act
You got no life, you got no respect
Yeah every time I think about how you act
You got nothing, nothing left...
Leeches and hypocrites
They even steal the air we breathe
Pretending and faking it
To be something they cannot be...
You come around when you know you need something
Stick around and try to get anything
But I know who's really down with me
Back tha fuck up you bumbklaatt enemy...
Boom
Watchugot?
Watchuwatchugot?
Watchugot?
Boom
Happiness is to give back
Love one another, have respect
Give more to receive less
Give life, soul and fire
Using people like they are tools
Treating them like they're just fools
Always quiet but I know what you do
God knows and you will too...
Fuck you, you fuckin' disgrace
And then you act like everything's the same
I don't dig it, I don't play mind games
Don't fuck with me and my friends
Give more to receive more
Give life, soul and fire
08 Terrorist (03:46)
Spreading terrorism through the music
Rebelling against all this bullshit
Fire is the heat that burns deep inside
Raging and out of control
Spreading terrorism through the music
Rebelling against all this shit
Energy in the purest form
Controlled chaos, bring it on...
Confront and destroy / Confront and destroy
Confront and destroy / Confront and destroy
Spreading terrorism through the music
Rebelling against all this bullshit
Urban guerillas on the front line
Arm in arms, bring it on...
Confront and destroy / Confront and destroy
Confront and destroy / Confront and destroy
Rise, rise, rise
Above this bullshit
Rise, rise, rise
Above this bullshit
"Night will come and I will follow
For my victims no tomorrow"
"Non-conformity in my inner self
Only I guide my inner self"
Bring da pain to tha muthafuckin' pit - Kill
Bring da rage to tha muthafuckin' pit - Kill
Bring da shit to tha muthafuckin' pit - Kill
Bring da pain to tha muthafuckin' pit - Kill...
09 The Prophet (02:57)
Time has arrived, we see all the signs
Revolution now is the time
Revelation soon to arise
Tribulation means it's the time
Send out the soldiers,
their shield is their souls
Revolution coming unfold
Revelation coming untold
The prophet born to the world
Life, I know our life goes way out beyond
I leave you fire to carry on
Salvation coming to those
With the most high in their souls
Here comes the prophet
(time has arrived)
The prophet
(revolution/revelation)
Here comes the prophet
(time has arrived)
Rise above and beyond the sky
You know that we got to fight
The struggle to survive
Fuck you, this is my life
Um, dois, tre^is, quatro
The prophet - mais forte do que a morte (stronger than death)
The prophet - stronger than it all
The prophet (tribal)
11 In Memory of... (04:36)
Yo, life's web wants me in debt and tries to collect my breath as ransom in return for my soul's silhouette. How deep does shit get? Is it worth the Bentleys and jets in this jungle of sheer cons and devils with breasts. I mean does everything happen for a reason, the change of seasons, even the slugs screamin' to stop you from breathin'. It seems we're all a target in this mosh pit. The world be spinnin' lopsided, that's why I have my logic.
We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast
We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast
So don't tell me how to act - how to be - how to live
We are what we are - forever live or die
Don't tell me how to act - how to be - how to live
I am what I am from beginning to the end
My conspiracy theory threatens national security, speaking clearly, you assholes don't hear me. Walked the psychopath of Timothy Leary when cell therapy wasn't curing me, God put fear in me, scaring me. RIP Kamau Jahi, quiet warrior with dignity, still with me spiritually, forever in memory. Cut throat - who ill as me? Soulfly. Flight attendants ain't got shit on me. You reap what you sow, so I try my hardest to harvest good crops regardless if most artists are garbage - with godless content. To be honest, the chronic plus my fondness of alcoholic products held my spirit in bondage like convicts. Gettin' blunted wasn't pungent, overabundance of dumb shit had me living low-budget. Conflict. Indo had my mental growth stunted, cut friends out my circumference I used to run with. Rose above it. Fuck thuggin' and clubbin', I got one in the oven, plus my girl's talkin' husband - she buggin'. My method of flowin' expression through poem, salt of the Earth like the ocean - God's chosen spokesman. Creation to crematio
n, to be blatant - fuck Satan - paper chasin' motherfuckers facing damnation. Girls actin' fly with no interest in aviation - fuck station - radio waves is just radiation.
We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast
We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast
You don't feel when I bleed, when I scream, when I feel
We are what we are - forever live or die
You don't know how I feel, what is real, what's the deal
I am what I am from beginning to the end
Cutthroat Logic - the newest extension of the Soulfly Tribe from now until the day that I die. Can't you tell by the pain in my eyes that with this music I will bring my dream to life. Stressed the F out, losin' my mind, I wanna blow up right now but I know it takes time. Like slanging saxs to takin' elbows across the state lines, from 22's to tec 9's swag to kind. Underground to worldwide, I will never die, forever my words in my rhymes they gonna keep me alive. So onward I strive each and every day of my life az I fight to keep K-RAB's dream alive. Forever my better half from fightin' to makin' cash. Some things in life are fucked up - wish I could take 'em back. But I live life with no regrets so I just look back on life and laugh.
We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast
We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast
In memory of D-LOW I carry this pain
We are what we are - I know you understand
In memory of D-LOW I carved your name
I am what I am from beginning to the end
Got Catholics in confession and 5-percenters studying lessons while the youth smoke Buddha for blessing. I hear you fuckers on vinyl praising false idols - claiming Gods and dogs and other fraud titles - to rival. My recital's laced with the Bible, life is just a time trial - I'm trying to make the finals. March madness in the land of savages - I'm stranded, a magnet for static so I combat it diplomatic - nomadic - what I'm tatted - my cross my only baggage - roots go back to Africa, I'm not Asiatic. Brothas mastered mathematics and still they can't add it. My quest isn't cabbage although it's nice to have it - rock the planet - like volcanic magma fragments - as my lava cools a lot of fools take me for granite. I just wanna meet the trinity and live for infinity - laugh at the enemy - when I get there who cares who remember me - on Earth. Since birth my dome had afro turf - ask the nurse - I heard a verse that said - "who's last is first" - so I keep my flesh humble 'cause I'm still-skinned like Rumple - ave
rage a triple double and keep my game subtle - jam harder - than Vince on all ballers from bench to starter since I slaughter holler - murda - on Shawn Carter - no honor with robbers - so I pray to my godfather and my conscience isn't bothered by how I get my dollars.
We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast
We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast
We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast
We are what we are - musical contrast/sound clash/bomb blast
12 Flyhigh (04:48)
FLYHIGH
Pressure building on my soul
I ask God to take control
Guide me through this fucked up world
Conquer this fear spiritually
Forever let it be
Into infinity
Against all odds we carry on
Like we always did before
Soulmate forever more
I feel your presence everyday
It's so real in every way
Give God thanks and praise!
Just let my soul fly free
And let me be the one God wants me to be
Just let my soul fly free
And let me see everything I'm supposed to see
Just let my soul fly
Just let my soul fly
Just let my soul fly free!!!
Pressure building on my soul
I ask God to take control
Give me guidance in this world
Conquer this fear spiritually
Forever let it be
Into infinity
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