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I miei amici? Una mano ormai. 2/5 se li sono inglobati due donnine tanto carine, quanto stronze che grazie al “triangolino che ci esalta” li stanno rendendo cagnolini-vegetali. Riesco ancora molto saltuariamente a farmi 4 risate con loro e animarmi in frizzanti discorsi annaffiati da qualche bicchiere; quasi come ai vecchi tempi se non fosse che succede sempre più di rado. Non ci vuole un genio per capire che quando metteranno l’anello al dito spariranno per magia, come quel mezzo uomo o hobbit di Tolkien, per ricomparire forse al divorzio dieci anni dopo. Un’altra è andata all’estero e se ha sale in zucca ci rimarrà, uno abita in culo ai lupi da quando ha finito l’università. L’ultimo è sulla via dei primi due. Gli altri? Mah, conoscenti: amici non direi proprio. Come cazzo fai a considerare amici persone che superano il quarto di secolo e vanno verso i 30 e che nonostante ciò stanno male se non hanno 500 amici su faccia libro? Prima di cancellarmi da quel cazzo di sito mi sono arrivate 100 notifiche in un giorno di inviti per partecipare a quiz del tipo: che tipo di stronzo sei? quanti neuroni hai? in quale città saresti dovuto nascere? che tipo di drink sei? Proposte di amicizia (rifiutate) da gente che non vedevo dalle elementari. Sarò vecchio io, ma non ci siamo proprio. Se voglio tenere i contatti con gente che sta lontano mi basta Skype.
Oggi sarei dovuto uscire con alcuni di questi “amici”, ma poi ho fatto due calcoli con il mio cervello e mi sono detto che dopo 10 ore di duro lavoro una birra non valeva la pena per sorbirmi discorsi su la pagina 201 del mediavideo, gli apprezzamenti sul premier figo che a 72 anni tromba come un luccio, sul fantacalcio, sul superbo Transformers II, Call Of Duty XXVIII ed il nuovo cellulare NOKIA FAANCHEILCAFFE‘ (ma lo uso al 3% delle sue potenzialità). Per carità non voglio nemmeno qualcuno, come alcuni vecchi compagni di università, che mi smerigli gli zebedei con discorsi di sola e mera politica, filosofia hegeliana, arte e sbadigli. Una via di mezzo come quella mano iniziale che legge, preferisce i giornali invece di guardare culi su TG4, STUDIO APERTO e TG1, che va al cinema, ha un senso dell’’humor sarcastico e acuto, spara cazzate, è curiosa e assetata, ha interessi e ha voglia di muoversi piuttosto che invecchiare su una tastiera.
Non ho fretta e non mi piango addosso. In attesa di avere voglia di andare a cercare altri amici veri e forse una ragazza, queste serate ventose la passo da solo. Oggi ho un album fotografico che mi aspetta nella stube e mi sfrego le mani, cazzo. Di quelli vecchi, da completare con meticolosa lentezza. Ho preso il pennarello bianco e ogni singola foto la voglio scolpire con una frase scritta sul cartone nero in un bel corsivo che sia capace di ricordarmi quella giornata a distanza di anni. Mica semplice come compito. Ma, come al solito, non ho fretta e per trovare l’ispirazione vado in Canada e mi sento i Tesla.
Culo o sfiga. E’ sempre a seconda dei punti di vista. Cosa ha un Bon Jovi di più rispetto ai Tesla? Che volete vi dica? Capita e capiterà. Gli acerini sono davvero un’ottima band nel loro genere e sanno suonare un hard rock melodico potente che si sposa particolarmente bene con l’ugola del leader indiscusso Jeff Keith. "The Great Radio Controversy" è il loro prodotto che più mi piace ed entra così stasera nelle mura di casa mia con prepotenza sonora mentre cerco ispirazione mordicchiando il pennarello. Songwriting curato, ma per nulla originale, che prende a piene mani dall’hard rock stradaiolo USA con influenze blues e riff cadenzati che supportano veri e proprio inni. E’ proprio la fotografia del super mid tempo roccioso "Heaven’s Trail (No Way Out)" che tra backing vocals e ripetizioni ossessive del refrain ci entra in testa definitivamente con un assolo disperato. Si parte con un intro riflessivo in "The Way It Is". Punzecchiature di tapping alternate a arpeggio mentre Keith gracchia che è un piacere. Manco ce ne siamo accorti e siamo nel bel mezzo del brano che con sempre più vigore urla la sua melodia vincente. E come ogni band di livello i Tesla erano pure bravini a comporre lenti e “Love Song” è tra le mie preferite di quegli anni. Dolce con quella lunghissima introduzione di chitarra e la voce che sembra arrivi da un altro studio di registrazione tanto è lontana. Batteria e ritornello articolato e ridondante con tanto di assolo a cascata per sottolineare il bel motivo trovato. Non c’è che dire.
I Tesla sapevano il fatto loro e guardate poi che bella copertina che vi schiaffo in casapagina. Dai, non fate gli stronzi e trovate spazio nella vostra collezione per questo bel disco.
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01 Hang Tough (04:22)
Took a shot to the chin.
Looks like you just can't win
In this do or die situation.
And it's harder than it seems
To survive, keep alive and make your dreams,
Make your dreams all come true.
You gotta, you gotta give it your best shot.
Give it everything you got.
Oh, you gotta hang tough.
Hang tough. Hang tough.
Sometimes love can make you blue.
A heartache made just for you.
But you can't let it bring ya down.
If you should stumble, if you should fall,
Pick yourself up off the floor.
Fight for what's right and stand your ground.
You gotta give it your best shot.
Give it everything you got.
Oh, you gotta hang tough.
Hang tough. Hang tough.
When the goin' gets rough.
Hang tough. You got to give it all you've got.
Hang tough. Keep your head above the ground.
Don't you let it get you down.
Oh, you gotta hang tough.
Hey! Oh! Hey! Oh!
You stay locked away inside your room
'Cause you don't know what this world is comin' to.
Hummingbird hums 'cause he don't know the words
And the piper will play 'cause he don't know what to say.
He's alot like you, yeah. Oh, he's alot like you, yeah.
He tries hard ev'ry day to be free and fly away. Yeah!
Hang tough, oh, when the goin' gets rough.
Hang tough. You've got to give it all you got.
Hang tough. Keep your head above the ground.
Don't you let it get you down.
Oh, you gotta hang tough.
Hang tough. Oh, you got to give it all you got. You gotta
Hang tough. Don't you let it get you down.
Hang tough. No! Oh, you gotta hang tough.
Hang tough.
Hang tough!
02 Lady Luck (03:45)
With a snap in her style and a click in her heels.
In seconds flat my heart she could steal.
Lookin' ev'ry bit of a where it's at.
More like breakfast, lunch and dinner, as a matter of fact.
Mm. There she stood in living color, standin' all alone.
So I walked up to her, I say, "How do you do?"
And she said, "I don't".
Lady Luck took a walk.
When all I wanted was some company.
Lady Luck took a walk.
You know she walks right out on me.
Hard as it seems, but not as hard to believe.
What can it be?
I guess I'm on a losin' streak.
And I know it's true, I got a bad attitude.
But I'm down on my luck. Bitch, tell me, what's your excuse?
Tell me now.
Lady Luck took a walk.
When all I wanted was some company.
Lady Luck took a walk.
You know she walks right out on me.
Lady Luck took a walk.
When all I wanted was some company.
Lady Luck took a walk.
You know she walks right out on me.
Lady Luck (Lady Luck) took a walk. (took a walk)
[Fade Out]
03 Heaven's Trail (No Way Out) (04:43)
You know I'm on a slick trip.
I'm always ready to kick ass.
Up on the stage I'm in a rage.
Yes, I'm havin' the time of my life.
Yes, indeed. What a sweet, sweet life it is,
Until some loco two-bit floosie
With a Louie Le-strange.
Ain't good for nothin' but trouble,
They're just two fools livin' up to their names.
And now it's startin' to rain on my parade.
(You) know there's nothin' like the real world
To get me down.
Nothin' like the world outside
That turns me upside down,
Makes me feel like I'm headin' down a one-way, dead-end street.
There's no way out, no way out
Of this living hell.
No way out, no way out
Unless you walk heaven's trail.
No way out, no way out
Of this living hell, livin' hell.
You know I had it made in the shade
Thinkin' that it's not so bad after all.
That's when I woke up, smelled the coffee.
Now I'm back where I started again, yes.
And now it's pourin' rain on my parade.
You know there's nothin' like the real world
To get me down. No!
One is there to lift you up,
One to drag you down.
Now, don't you see
That we're headin' down a one-way, dead-end street.
There's no way out, no way out
Of this living hell.
No way out, no way out
Unless you walk heaven's trail.
No way out, no way out
Of this living hell.
I guess I'll live in hell.
There's no way out, no way out
Of this living hell.
No way out, no way out
Unless you walk heaven's trail.
No way out, no way out
Of this living hell, livin' hell.
You know, I'm on a slick trip.
I'm always ready to kick ass.
10 Flight to Nowhere (04:47)
Look at me, I'm young and bold.
Even though I may be growin' old,
I'm never slowin' down.
No, I won't slow down.
I feel like dynamite, I'm ready to explode.
Amplifier pushin' overload.
Outta touch with reality
To the point of insanity, yeah.
Goin' down on a flight to nowhere.
Goin' down, gettin' nowhere fast.
Goin' down, I'm on a flight to nowhere.
Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down.
Opinion is a piece of mind.
Some are good, some are just like
Where the sun don't shine.
You know sometimes they can [stink] out loud, yeah.
Now, the more you look, the more you're gonna find.
More than enough to blow your mind.
It's such a mess, it's a cryin' shame.
And we've only got ourselves to blame.
Goin' down on a flight to nowhere.
Goin' down, gettin' nowhere fast.
Goin' down, I'm on a flight to nowhere.
Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down.
So just stop, let me off.
Seems that I can't get my point across to you.
I know you're listening,
But I'm just not getting through, yeah, yeah.
Now there's one more thing I would like to say:
This is everybody's world and everybody's
Gonna live it their own way,
No matter what we say, yeah!
Now the headlines read all across the land
'Bout the motherfuckers gettin' way outta hand.
Troubled minds are full of hate,
Willin' to destroy the human race.
Goin' down, I'm on a flight to nowhere.
Goin' down, gettin' nowhere fast.
I'm goin' down, I'm on a flight to nowhere.
Goin' down, gettin' nowhere fast.
Goin' down, on a flight to nowhere.
Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down.
Goin' down, I'm on a flight to nowhere.
Goin' down, goin' down, goin' down.
11 Love Song (05:25)
So you think that it's over,
That your love has fin'lly reached the end.
Any time you call, night or day,
I'll be right there for you if you need a friend.
It's gonna take a little time.
Time is sure to mend your broken heart.
Don't you even worry, pretty darlin'.
I know you'll find love again. Yeah.
Chorus:
Love is all around you. Yeah
Love is knockin' outside *YOUR* door.
Waitin' for you is this love made just for two
Keep an open heart and you'll find love again, I know.
Love is all around you.
Love is knockin' outside **YOUR** door.
Waitin' for you is this love made just for two
Keep an open heart and you'll find love again, I know.
Chorus / Outro:
Love will find a way.
Darlin', love is gonna find a way,
Find its way back to you.
Love will find a way.
So look around, open your eyes.
Love is gonna find a way.
Love is gonna, love is gonna find a way.
Love will find a way.
Love's gonna find a way back to you, yeah,
I know. I know. I know.
12 Paradise (04:59)
Hold me close now, hold me tight, don't let go of me tonight
You're all I want, you're all I need
Hold me close now, hold me tight, and don't let go of me tonight
Sweet paradise, yeah
How I love all of those crazy little things you've said and done for me
You're the one for me
Darlin', dry your eyes, I can't stand to see you cry
Now just turn and walk away, don't look back when I say goodbye paradise
Days go by and life goes on, I feel I've been away too long
What I would give to be with you, days go by and life drags on
Feel I've been away too long, for much too long, yeah
And all the while that I'm away, don't let our love fade away
Don't you fade away
Now as sure as the sun is gonna shine, the day will come
Now I'm waitin' for the day, there'll be no more sayin' goodbye paradise
My sweet paradise, you are the reason why it tears me up inside
And I break down and cry, didn't wanna say goodbye paradise
I'm comin' home to you tonight, comin' home to you tonight
So hold on tight, tonight I'm on my way back home to paradise
I'm so lost without you, I can't live without you
I've been away too long, now, tonight I'm on my way back home to you
My my paradise, my my paradise
To hold you in my arms, you're all that I adore
To see your smilin' face as I walk through the door
I'll never say goodbye again, no
13 Party's Over (04:20)
It's the same old song and dance,
You're askin' me for a second chance.
I don't care, baby, what you say,
All I wanna do is gotta get away.
Been too many times callin' out your name,
You promised me, but you never came.
Was it, baby, all a game to you? Yeah.
After all the things that I've done for you,
Say your love, your love, could not be true.
I don't need nobody like you.
Chorus:
So turn out the lights, the party's over.
Turn out the lights, the party's over for you.
This time is the last time, never be a next time.
Tonight I wanna dance to a brand new tune.
You know, it took so long for me to realize
You got a cheatin' heart full of dirty lies.
Now listen baby, I got news for you.
Now don't cha come knockin' on my door.
'Cause I don't want your love no more.
I don't need nobody like you.
Chorus:
So turn out the lights, (lights out) the party's over.
Turn out the lights, (lights out) the party's over for you.
This time is the last time, never be a next time.
Tonight I wanna dance to rock and roll.
I guess it must-a been you were so caught up
That you didn't even notice we were fallin apart.
Now you played the game, now you play the fool.
I don't need nobody like you.
I don't want it. I don't need it.
No, no, nobody like you. All I got to say.
Chorus:
So turn out the lights, (lights out) the party's over.
Turn out the lights, (lights out) the party's over for you.
This time is the last time, never be a next time.
Turn out the lights, the party's over.
Turn out the lights.
Turn out the lights. (turn out the lights)
Turn out the lights, the party's over.
Turn out the lights. (turn out the lights)
Turn out the lights, (lights out) the party's over.
Turn out the lights, the party's over. Yeah.
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