Gli Steely Dan, a mio parere, sono quanto di più raffinato sotto il punto di vista musicale si possa trovare. Capitanati dal cantante e pianista Donald Fagen e dal chitarrista Walter Becker, gli Steely Dan hanno prodotto nel corso della loro carriera una gran quantità di eccellenti album.
Pur non essendo il mio disco preferito (quello è "Aja"), ritengo 'Gaucho' un album molto interessante, non solo per la qualità della musica in esso contenuta, ma anche perché prima di avere un nuovo album in studio degli Steely Dan bisognerà aspettare l'anno 2000, con "Two Against The Nature". Questo spazio di vent'anni di silenzio è però riempito da prove soliste di Fagen e Becker (il più bello è senza dubbio lo splendido "The Nightfly" di Donald Fagen, pubblicato nel 1982). Un altro motivo per cui questo disco è così interessante è per la qualità dei musicisti coinvolti (basti pensare a nomi come Steve Gadd, Rick Marotta, Anthony Jackson, Jeff Porcaro, i fratelli Brecker e Michael McDonald, ma non solo).
Il disco si apre con la raffinatissima ballata "Babylon Sisters", uno dei capolavori del disco se non IL, un brano dalla splendida melodia e dal groove di batteria (ad opera di Bernard Purdie) memorabile. Una piccola curiosità, questo groove ha ispirato Jeff Porcaro (peraltro presente su questo disco) per comporre il suo della celebre "Rosanna" dei Toto (1982). "Glamour Profession" è un eccellente funk con un'ipnotica linea di basso di Anthony Jackson, dove tutto sembra solido e perfetto: dalla voce e gli interventi pianistici di Fagen, alla solida base di Steve Gadd, dai cori femminili, alla chitarra di Steve Khan. L'unico neo è l'assenza di Becker su questo pezzo, però anche Steve Khan fa un ottimo lavoro.
"Hey Nineteen" è leggero un funk rock dall'irresistibile ritornello e con un bel assolo di synth di Fagen. La presenza della title track è probabilmente dovuta al fatto che suona il grandissimo già citato batterista Jeff Porcaro, perché di per sè la canzone non dice nulla, è un brano senza infamia e senza lode. "My Rival" è poco più di una canzonetta, ma è davvero coinvolgente e trascinante e il bassista Anthony Jackson supporta benissimo la ritmica del brano. Anche questo brano come "Hey Nineteen" ha un ritornello memorabile.
La trascinante "Time Out Of Mind" è abbastanza simile a "Glamour Profession" ma ha una sua personalità ed è altrettanto buona. E poi come dimenticare la melodia e sopratutto la presenza di due grandissimi musicisti quali David Sanborn e Mark Knopfler? Quest'ultimo ci lascia addirittura uno stupendo assolo di chitarra. Purtroppo l'album si chiude con una nota stonata, la tediosa e pesante ballata "Third World Man", nella quale due grandissimi musicisti come Steve Gadd e Chuck Rainey, sono sprecatissimi. Patetico anche il tentativo di Fagen di pronunciare in italiano "l'era del terzo mondo". L'unica nota positiva del pezzo è l'assolo di chitarra di Larry Caltron.
'Gaucho' è uno dei capolavori del gruppo senza alcuna ombra di dubbio, e merita senz'altro un ascolto. Quello che posso dirvi è che se vi sono piaciuti "Aja" e "The Royal Scam" aprezzerete moltissimo quest'album!
PS:
C'è anche un brano che circola in mp3 su internet che doveva essere pubblicato sull'album e di cui Fagen e Becker erano fieri, ma che poi è stata inspiegabilmente tagliata. Il brano si intitolava "The Second Arrangment" ed era un funky alla maniera di "Glamour Profession" con una splendida linea di chitarra purtroppo di ignoto, visto che non sono riuscito a trovare i crediti per quel pezzo.
Elenco tracce e testi
01 Babylon Sisters (05:55)
Drive west on Sunset
To the sea
Turn that jungle music down
Just until we're out of town
This is no one night stand
It's a real occasion
Close your eyes and you'll be there
It's everything they say
The end of a perfect day
Distant lights from across the bay
Babylon sisters shake it
Babylon sisters shake it
So fine so young
Tell me I'm the only one
Here come those Santa Ana winds again
We'll jog with show folk on the sand
Drink kirschwasser from a shell
San Francisco show and tell
Well I should know by now
That it's just a spasm
Like a Sunday in T.J.
That it's cheap but it's not free
That I'm not what I used to be
And that love's not a game for three
Babylon sisters shake it
Babylon sisters shake it
So fine so young
Tell me I'm the only one
My friends say no don't go
For that cotton candy
Son you're playing with fire
The kid will live and learn
As he watches his bridges burn
From the point of no return
Babylon sisters shake it
Babylon sisters shake it
So fine so young
Tell me I'm the only one
02 Hey Nineteen (05:10)
Way back when
In Sixty-seven
I was the dandy
Of Gamma Chi
Sweet things from Boston
So young and willing
Moved down to Scarsdale
Where the hell am I
Hey Nineteen
No, we can't dance together
No, we can't talk at all
Please take me along
When you slide on down
Hey Nineteen
That's 'Retha Franklin
She don't remember
The Queen of Soul
It's hard times befallen
The soul survivors
She thinks I'm crazy
But I'm just growing old
Hey Nineteen
No, we got nothing in common
No, we can't talk at all
Please take me along
When you slide on down
Nice
Sure looks good
Hmm, hmm, hmm
Skate a little lower, now
The Cuervo Gold
The fine Colombian
Make tonight a wonderful thing
Say it again
The Cuervo Gold
The fine Colombian
Make tonight a wonderful thing
The Cuervo Gold
The fine Colombian
Make tonight a wonderful thing
No, we can't dance together
No, we can't talk at all
03 Glamour Profession (07:29)
6:05
Outside the stadium
Special delivery
For Hoops McCann
Brut and charisma
Poured from the shadow where he stood
Looking good
He's a crowd pleasing man
One on one
He's schoolyard superman
Crashing the backboard
He's Jungle Jim again
When it's all over
We'll make some calls from my car
We're a star
It's a glamour profession
The L.A. concession
Local boys will spend a quarter
Just to shine the silver bowl
Living hard will take its toll
Illegal fun
Under the sun
All aboard
The Carib Cannibal
Off to Barbados
Just for the ride
Jack with his radar
Stalking the dread moray eel
At the wheel
With his Eurasian bride
On the town
We dress for action
Celluloid bikers
Is Friday's theme
I drove the Chrysler
Watched from the darkness while they danced
I'm the one
It's a glamour profession
The L.A. concession
Local boys will spend a quarter
Just to shine the silver bowl
Living hard will take its toll
Illegal fun
Under the sun
Hollywood
I know your middle name
Who inspires your fabled fools
That's my claim to fame
Jive Miguel
He's in from Bogota
Meet me at midnight
At Mr. Chow's
Szechuan dumplings
After the deal has been done
I'm the one
It's a glamour profession
The L.A. concession
Local boys will spend a quarter
Just to shine the silver bowl
Living hard will take its toll
Illegal fun
Under the sun
04 Gaucho (05:32)
Just when I say
"Boy we can't miss
You are golden"
Then you do this
You say this guy is so cool
Snapping his fingers like a fool
One more expensive kiss-off
Who do you think I am
Lord I know you're a special friend
But you don't seem to understand
We got heavy rollers
I think you should know
Try again tomorrow
Can't you see they're laughing at me
Get rid off him
I don't care what you do at home
Would you care to explain
Who is the gaucho amigo
Why is he standing
In your spangled leather poncho
And your elevator shoes
Bodacious cowboys
Such as your friend
Will never be welcome here
High in the Custerdome
What I tell you
Back down the line
I'll scratch your back
You can scratch mine
No he can't sleep on the floor
What do you think I'm yelling for
I'll drop him near the freeway
Doesn't he have a home
Lord I know you're a special friend
But you refuse to understand
You're a nasty schoolboy
With no place to go
Try again tomorrow
Don't tell me he'll wait in the car
Look at you
Holding hands with the man from Rio
Would you care to explain
Who is the gaucho amigo
Why is he standing
In your spangled leather poncho
With the studs that match your eyes
Bodacious cowboys
Such as your friend
Will never be welcome here
High in the Custerdome
05 Time Out of Mind (04:14)
Son you better be ready for love
On this glory day
This is your chance to believe
What I've got to say
Keep your eyes on the sky
Put a dollar in the kitty
Don't the moon look pretty
Tonight when I chase the dragon
The water may change to cherry wine
And the silver will turn to gold
Time out of mind
(Time out of mind)
I am holding the mystical sphere
It's direct from Lhasa
Where people are rolling in the snow
Far from the world we know
Children we have it right here
It's the light in my eyes
It's perfection and grace
It's the smile on my face
Tonight when I chase the dragon
The water may change to cherry wine
And the silver will turn to gold
Time out of mind
(Time out of mind)
Children we have it right here
It's the light in my eyes
It's perfection and grace
It's the smile on my face
Tonight when I chase the dragon
The water may change to cherry wine
And the silver will turn to gold
Time out of mind
06 My Rival (04:34)
The wind was driving in my face
The smell of prickly pear
[My rival - show me my rival]
The milk truck eased into my space
Somebody screamed somewhere
I struck a match against the door
Of Anthony's Bar and Grill
I was the whining stranger
A fool in love
With time to kill
I've got detectives on his case
They filmed the whole charade
[My rival - show me my rival]
He's got a scar across his face
He wears a hearing aid
Sure he's a jolly roger
Until he answers for his crime
Yes I'll match him whim for whim now
I still recall when I first held
Your tiny hand in mine
[My rival - show me my rival]
I loved you more than I can tell
But now it's stomping time
Sure he's a jolly roger
Until he answers for his crime
Yes I'll match him whim for whim now
07 Third World Man (05:16)
Johnny's playroom
Is a bunker filled with sand
He's become a third world man
Smoky Sunday
He's been mobilized since dawn
Now he's crouching on the lawn
He's a third world man
Soon you'll throw down your disguise
We'll see behind those bright eyes
By and by
When the sidewalks are safe
For the little guy
I saw the fireworks
I believed that I was dreaming
Till the neighbors came out screaming
He's a third world man
Soon you'll throw down your disguise
We'll see behind those bright eyes
By and by
When the sidewalks are safe
For the little guys
When he's crying out
I just sing that Ghana Rondo
E l'era del terzo mondo
He's a third world man
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