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E' superfluo asserire che se si cerca anche un minimo barlume di novità qui, potete semplicemente chiudere la pagina e andare oltre. Non stupisce infatti, che nessuno ancora avesse trattato questo dischetto, che risulta essere il meno riuscito tra quelli finora immessi sul mercato dai canadesi.
Premesso che debba piacere il genere e constatato di avere la mente aperta, "Half Hour Of Power" rimane comunque un lavoro mediocre e passabile. E mediocre non rapportato a produzioni d'élite o d'epoca o di altri generi più "seri", ma proprio collocato nel suo contenitore d'appartenenza rimaniamo davvero a basse quote.
Se si pensa che quell'anno usciva un disco come "Pennybridge Pioneers" che dava una bella lezione di come si può suonare del punk melodico nel 2000 a tanti gruppettini, senza insegne da centro commerciale e l'anno successivo vedeva la luce un opera come "From Here To Infirmary" (Matt Skiba docet) che interpretava il "college rock" in salsa quasi dark tutt'altro che scontato.
Qui invece si rasenta una quasi totale mancanza di personalità, debut che dà seguito e non a torto, a quelle voci che danno i Sum 41 come continuatori della saga à la "American Pie" e capitoli successivi dei Blink-182. Non a caso più di qualche chorus ha fatto capolino sui vari episodi narranti le visiscitudini hot da college americano.
Un "Enema Of The State pt.2" stucchevole e citazionista a 360°: ecco il sunto perfetto delle viscere interne di questo organigramma. Con l'unica eccezione, che la voce di Deryck Whibley risulta qui meno fastidiosa di quella del suo collega/amico di merende/fruitore dei cult-movie di Jenna Jameson, Tom Delonge.
Risulta persino difficile inquadrare e giudicare un cd con solo undici tracce, sette effettive e quattro costituite solo da trascurabili interludi strumentali e amenità simili. Tant'è che tuttora si dibatte se questo sia da considerare effettivamente come un vero full lenght o un semplice ep, vista il running time limitato.
Cosa salvare? Qualcosa, vedi l'inno estivo "Summer" (poi re-inserita sul successivo "All Killer No Filler"), in linea per la stagione, che si forgia di un riff che una volta memorizzato ti si incolla in testa, con un ritmo trascinante e l'altro anthem tutto spensieratezza e solarità trasportata in note di "What I Believe". Da citare "Another Time Around" che finisce con una serie di rullate e sovra-rullate successive e continue che chiudono il pezzo.
Su "Dave's Possessed Hair/ What We're All About", come da titolo viene introdotto un piccolo spezzone della traccia facente parte della OST di Spiderman.
Il monicker del cd si riferisce alla durata complessiva del platter che è di mezz'ora, considerando anche i minuti di silenzio presenti nell'ultima traccia.
L'uniformità degli episodi proposti non ne migliora la qualità complessiva tutt'altro, mentre il guitarworking risulta elementare e confacente ai canoni di altri gruppi. Rendono a confronto il quarto disco, qualcosa di nettamente a sé stante.
Fortuna per noi e per loro, che in futuro, si legga "Does This Look Infected?" e "Chuck" poi, matureranno un bel po', trasformandosi e mutando la pelle che li riveste, dimostrando incoraggianti segnali.
Ma tornando al presente (2000), qui la nave dei quattro affonda e fa acqua da tutte le parti.
Ridondante e plasticoso, meramente accantonabile.
Elenco tracce e testi
02 Machine Gun (02:29)
and i'm up and i don't know why
but i guess that's all that counts
looking 'round as i'm holding my head
and i'm in somebody's house
the sun it hits like a punch in the face
with a headache i can't ignore
seems almost every weekend my bed is someone's floor
and so i can't keep this up
i have had enough
eating cold pizza on the side of the curb
to cover up my morning breath of gin
something doesn't seem to sit with me right
it's going out the way it went in
and so i can't keep this up
i have had enough
'cause you can count me out
i'm on to you
'cause you can count me out
i'm tired of leaving my embarassments behind
03 What I Believe (02:49)
lies and deceiving is what i'm believing
up to my knees so hard to breathe
it helps that you aren't there
can't figure out what's the right thing for me
guess i'll have to wait and see
so understanding but so far from the truth
it's what i have to live with
it's not all i wanted to be
it's not all i wanted to see
i can't keep on leading
i've left what i'm leaving
guess that's just what i believe
consciously taking and overly faking
i can't believe all the things that you're saying
seems all so simple it's all up to you
time after time
you lost what you couldn't find
it's what you could (what you could)
it's only what you could (its what you could)
don't take what you could
but i know what's up
so understanding but so far from the truth
it's what i have to live with
it's not all i wanted to be
it's not all i wanted to see
i can't keep on leading
i've left what i'm leaving
guess that's just what i believe
04 T.H.T. (00:43)
You don't have the answers but you're always blaming me.
It only lies in your behalf in animosity.
You decide it's up to you, make it what you'll be.
After all you seem to be it makes no sense to me.
Don't point your finger at me
It's all your destiny.
You believe it's all a game so quick to point the blame
And now tables have turned.
05 Makes No Difference (03:10)
Running fast and missing but cannot help convincing.
The reasons you gave me are all wearing thin.
It's not meant to hurt you but let me assure you,
It's not what I said but intentions you've read.
So when you hold onto the past then you
Will break down what little is left, yeah
There's nothing more you can't ignore,
And say it makes no difference to me.
It makes no difference to me
Now that you're older life's weighing on your shoulders.
You can't seem to keep things so perfectly straight.
With most things so basic you might as well face it.
You can't help but worry it's all just begun
So when you hold onto the past then you,
Will break down what little is left, yeah
There's nothing more you can't ignore,
And say it makes no difference to me.
It makes no difference, to me
It makes no difference, to me,
It makes no difference, to me
It makes no difference
So when you hold onto the past then you,
Will break down what little is left. yeah
There's nothing more you can't ignore,
And say it makes no difference to me.
it makes no difference
It makes no difference, to me
It makes no difference
It makes no difference, to me
06 Summer (02:40)
it's far beyond your reach
it holds a place in time
somewhere ahead is the back of the line
i can't relate
to your mistakes
awkwardly speaking with nothing to say
caught up in your life
excuses are so lame
you may be different but i'm still the same
the reasons that you thought
the attention that you caught
you say things are simple
we both know they're not
you can't let it go
wwhhooooaaaaa
you can't but i know
wwhhooooaaaaa
wwhhooooaaaaa
you don't even know
it's not in what you do
more in what you say
it's not in what you do
more in what you say
it's not in what you do
more in what you say
it's not in what you do
what you do
a million questions asked
the remnants of the past
you've always been denied
but i was by your side
i've always tried to
to understand you
the world's not learning from you
wwhhooooaaaaa
wwhhooooaaaaa
it's not in what you do
more in what you say
it's not in what you do
more in what you say
(wwhhooooaaaaa)
it's not in what you do
more in what you say
(wwhhooooaaaaa)
it's not in what you do
what you doooo
08 Second Chance for Max Headroom (03:51)
Ah
Not enough you passed it for a while,
You can't afford the amass of denial.
Don't explain, you can't arcane it too.
Your lies surpassed your doubt.
Don't do something you'll regret (x2)
Ah
Not enough you passed it for a while,
Your minds mistake,
The time you take,
Time worth throwing all away.
It's not enough attention,
Though you're too proud to mention,
I can't go on pretending,
That it's still the same (x6)
09 Dave's Possessed Hair / It's What We're All About (03:47)
Ever get the feeling no one's got your back
Caught up in themselves livin' lies besides the fact
Somehow you're going on an opposite track
As we recover from another social heart attack
You think you see between the lines
But you can't see through dollar signs
So sick and tasteless now
Immature and faceless how
Can I even sleep at night you ask
You say you're a pacifist
Instead you wave your fist
And all the while it becomes the end again
Make up your mind cause I can't decide
You think uniqueulism makes you dignified
You can't see with half opened eyes
You think you're standing up instead you're falling far behind
What I do is what I choose which makes it my decision
If your life was a book your story would be fiction
Nevertheless am I dressed for the occasion
It's number 32 now here's the situation
If the beat moves your feet then don't change the station
Pack your bags cause we're leaving on a permanent vacation
Well, I'm a disaster
A microphone master
Put on the tape, I'll rock your ghetto blaster
It's not about the money, cars, hotels, or resorts
About sweating all the bitches in the biker shorts
I'm Hot Chocolate and you'll see me running late
Cause I'm always making time to make your girlie feel great
And I'm Bizzy D from way down town
I'm known to rock a mic like a king with a crown
When I'm on top I'm gonna borrow that bootie
Hustling deals like Micky Macoote
When I wake up I like a pound of bacon
Start off the day with my arteries shaking
ROCK!
It's what were all about it's what we live for
C'mon and shout it out [x4]
You see me in 3D, I'm comin' live and direct
With a dialect most men in science can't disect
Thoughts interwoven, and let us interlock
So now it's my thing to blow off steam and get my cream
Sum 41 get wild, I get frantic
And every time we spit it the world panicks
I maybe lost my mind well I ain't through the coop
But Sum 41 just ain't about a loop
Ring a ling a ling ding dong tick tock, shit, it's all about rap
And maybe all about rock!
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