Il tipico garage all'americana. Quelli che trovi appena fuori le grandi metropoli, costruiti adiacenti all'abitazione, dove spostata la macchina sul vialetto, ogni yankee che si rispetti passa gran parte del suo tempo libero.
In questo scenario così familiare ci immaginiamo the one-man-band degli Sparklehorse intento a confezionare le 13 perle del suo nuovo lavoro.
Sentendo parlare Mark Linkous ci accorgiamo che tutto ciò non è poi così lontano dal vero. Lui nella sua Virginia il garage che all’occorrenza si trasforma in un intimo studio di registrazione lo ha veramente.
Allora senza piú freni continuiamo con la nostra immaginazione. Canzoni come "It’s A Wonderful Life", "Apple Bed" , "Eyepennies" brillano di luce notturna e sembrano essere state composte in una delle tante ore insonni di Mr. Linkous mentre "Piano Fire" e "Gold Day" trovano perfetta collocazione nella tipica domenica passata con gli amici davanti al barbecue.
Canzoni pop-rock che vanno ben oltre il compitino di consegnarci melodie da canticchiare ma che trovano nell’imprevedibile e sfuggente arrangiamento del suo compositore bellezza senza eguali. Raccolta di ottime composizioni e parata di incredibili ospiti. Pj Harvey, Nina Persson, Tom Waits aggiungono maggior spessore e interesse a tutto il lavoro.
"It's A Wonderful Life" è quanto di meglio potete trovare nell'ambito degli album "fatti in casa" ed è la prova inconfutabile di come, armati di grande passione, si possa ancora far emozionare l'ascoltatore.
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01 It's a Wonderful Life (03:01)
I am
the only one
can ride that horse
th'yonder
I'm full of bees
who died at sea
it's a wonderful life
it's a wonderful life
I wore
a rooster's blood
when it flew
like doves
I'm a bog
of poisoned frogs
it's a wonderful life
it's a wonderful life
I'm the dog that ate
your birthday cake
it's a wonderful life
it's a wonderful life
it's a wonderful life
03 Piano Fire (02:45)
I got sunburnt waiting for the jets to land
circus people with hairy little hands
come on boys strike up the army band
I got sunburnt waiting for the jets
how do you feel?
how do you feel?
I can't seem to see through solid marble eyes
fiery pianos wash up on a foggy coast
squeaky old organs have given up the ghost
fire them up and kill the pianobirds
there's creaky old organs burning on the coast
how do you feel?
how do you feel?
I can't seem to breath with a rusted metal heart
I can't seem to see through solid marble eyes
04 Sea of Teeth (04:31)
can you feel the wind of venus on your skin?
can you taste the crush of a sunset's dying blush?
stars will always hand in summer's bleeding veils
can you feel the rings of saturn on your finger?
can you taste the ghosts who shed their creaking hosts?
but seas forever boil, trees will turn to soil
stars will always hand in summer's bleeding veils
but seas forever boil, trees will turn to soil
05 Apple Bed (04:56)
of horses wet
with melted ice
they would not heed
my advice
and burdened limbs
of its weight
to break and rot
a whispered fate
please
doctor, please
around me
in a bloody sea
to breach the hive
and smoke the bees
you can be my friend
you can be my dog
you can be my life
you can be my fog
please
doctor, please
the witches will return to their sticky tree knots
I will feel the sun
I will feel the sun
I will feel the sun coming down
I wish I had
a horse's head
a tiger's heart
an apple bed
06 King of Nails (04:20)
the toothless kiss of skeletons
and the summer hail
I'm the king of nails
I drink my liquor from the palm
of a child who spoke in tongues
and smelled like sun
give all your leaves
to the ghosts in the trees
to sink or to shine
the nails are all mine
and blood was rushing up the stairs
I shut my eyes and killed the cock
when the sun came knocking
oh to taste the salty oil
of your chest and on your eyes
when the sting is on the rise
sleep in the fire
with snakes I have sired
to sink or to shine
the nails are all mine
I drink my liquor from the palm
of a child who spoke in tongues
and smelled like sun
the toothless kiss of skeletons
and the summer hail
I'm the king of nails
give all your leaves
to the ghosts in the trees
to sink or to shine
the nails are all mine
sleep in the fire
with snakes I have sired
to sink or to shine
the nails are all mine
07 Eyepennies (05:29)
I will return here one day
and dig up my bones from the clay
I buried nails and strings and hair
and that old tooth I believe was a bear's
I held my hand in the fire
it burned me down to the wires
blood suckers hide beneath my bed
And black fumes of skin so gently bled
I slept with a cat on my breast
slowing my heart stealing my breath
at sunrise the monkeys will fly
and leave me with pennies in my eyes
I will return here one day
and dig up my bones from the clay
I buried nails and string and hair
and that old tooth I believe was a bear's
at sunrise the monkeys will fly
and leave me with pennies in my eyes
11 Comfort Me (05:03)
with rocks in my dress
and smoke in my hair
I walked into a lake
to get some sleep down in there
won't you come to comfort me?
won't you come to comfort me?
With minnows in my belly
and deep in my veins
the breath-robbin' lightning
was making diamonds of rain
won't you come to comfort me?
won't you come to comfort me?
dreamed I was born on a mountain on the moon
Where nothing grows or ever rots
I dreamed that I had me a daughter
who was magnificent as a horse
won't you come to comfort me?
won't you come to comfort me?
won't you come to comfort me?
won't you come to comfort me?
won't you come to comfort me?
won't you come to comfort me?
won't you come to comfort me?
won't you come to comfort me?
won't you come to comfort me?
won't you come to comfort me?
won't you come to comfort me?
won't you come?
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Non ho mai pensato alla morte come un’orrenda verità, ma soffermandomi ora penso a questa strana, inconsapevole e meravigliosa sensazione che è la vita.
