Eravamo vicinissimi a Natale, le vacanze sarebbero iniziate di lì a poco... La situazione era esattamente la medesima di tutti gli altri anni, aspetti tanto il giorno della festa... Poi ti accorgi che è una merda. ...Ritorniamo a noi, era una domenica di dicembre, la settimana dopo sarebbe arrivato il momento. Ero ancora aggrovigliato dentro la mia coperta e continuavo a torturare il cuscino, ad un tratto sento il cellulare che vibra... lo afferro e rispondo:
"Ciao... perché mi hai chiamato, non vedi che sono a malapena le 10?"
"Ciao socio! Oggi pomeriggio, alle tre... Vieni a fare un giro a Torino con tutta la banda?"
"Torino? Ma tu sei pazzo! Siamo vicini a Natale, ti rendi conto di quanta gente ci sarà? Perché non Cuneo, sarà meno grande, ma più vivibile!"
"No dai cazzo! Vieni! Ci divertiremo!"
"Senti un po'... Ma ci sarà anche Fra? Almeno avrò una ragione per venire..."
Il mio amico, rassegnato: "E va bene lo dico anche a quella lì... Ma poi non ti appartare come hai fatto l'altra volta eh?..."
"Ok... E grazie socio..."
E così dopo un noiosissimo viaggio in pullman eccoci nella città più merdosa del mondo. Strade che pullulano di signorine attempate e ti viene voglia di massacrarle, io per mano con la brunetta e mi stanno venendo due mongolfiere al posto dei cosiddetti... cerchi di non dare l'impressione, ma sei a pezzi...
A risvegliare la mia attenzione c'è un negozio di dischi e la tipa mi ci trascina dentro... Tra me e me penso: "Questo non avresti dovuto farlo", io infatti nei negozi di dischi sono paragonabile ad una sposa indecisa tra due abiti... Cerco subito il reparto "Doors" e becco una custodia granata con scritto "The Doors, live at the Matrix in Los Angeles 1967", ormai il resto non ha più importanza, la brunetta non trova nulla di interessante e mi porta in una angolo a pomiciare... "Chi cazzo ha voglia?!... Stupida ochetta arrapata!", penso io e dopo l'Odissea del ritorno posso finalmente gustarmi in pace il nuovo disco.
E' un bootleg e non penso che ci sia il live intero, le canzoni infatti sono solo otto. Una bellissima "Back Door Man" esce con tutta la sua potenza dalle casse, la registrazione è al limite della decenza, tuttavia traspare tutta la grinta di Jim, erano i primi anni di carriera e la voce era ancora completamente integra. Decisamente emozionante. Una nota a sfavore è il pubblico, il quale è quasi impercettibile. "Light my Fire" è privata del famoso riff, ma è lo stesso esaltante, i passaggi strumentali non sono molto in risalto, però gli assoli di Manzarek e Krieger spaventano ugualmente. Purtroppo la batteria è più volte nascosta. Durante gli 11 minuti di "When the Music is Over" provo ogni tipo di emozione, Morrison penetra nel cervello e una parte di lui sembra continuare a vivere nell'ascoltatore. Fulminanti "Alabama Song" e "Break on Trough". Il pubblico sembra composto da due persone, mah... proseguiamo con "Fever" , alla cui fine viene ripresa una parte di "Light my Fire". Le due canzoni conclusive sono il momento più intenso, in "People are Strange" la cattiva registrazione aumenta il pathos, con la voce del cantante in primissimo piano. "The End" ha un pathos morrisoniano elevatissimo e chiude bene il disco.
Non ho trovato nessuna notizia circa il prodotto, su alcuni siti dicono che è stato registrato a San Francisco, sulla copertina c'è scritto Los Angeles, boh...
Nonostante tutto è un bel bootleg e fa provare grandi emozioni anche grazie alla pessima qualità...
Beh... Quell'uscita a Torino non è stata poi così male... posso dire di aver trovato una scia di luce in mezzo ad un tunnel buio... Quella luce erano proprio i Doors...
Elenco tracce e testi
01 Back Door Man (05:37)
Oh yeah babe
Yeah I'm a back door man
I'm a back door man
The men don't know
But the little girls understand
Hey, all you people that tryin' to sleep
I'm out to make it with my midnight dream, yeah
'Cause I'm a back door man
The men don't know
But the little girls understand
All right, yeah
You men eat your dinner, eat your pork and beans
I eat more chicken any man ever seen, yeah yeah
I'm a back door man
The men don't know
But the little girls understand
Well, I'm a back door man
I'm a back door man
Whoa, baby
I'm a back door man
The men don't know
But the little girls understand
02 Light My Fire (08:33)
You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire
The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire, yeah
The time to hesitate is through
No time to wallow in the mire
Try now we can only lose
And our love become a funeral pyre
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire, yeah
You know that it would be untrue
You know that I would be a liar
If I was to say to you
Girl, we couldn't get much higher
Come on baby, light my fire
Come on baby, light my fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
Try to set the night on fire
03 When the Music's Over (11:52)
When the music's over
When the music's over, yeah
When the music's over
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
When the music's over
When the music's over
When the music's over
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
For the music is your special friend
Dance on fire as it intends
Music is your only friend
Until the end
Until the end
Until the end
Cancel my subscription to the resurrection
Send my credentials to the house of detention
I got some friends inside
The face in the mirror won't stop
The girl in the window won't drop
A feast of friends, alive she cried
Waiting for me
Outside
Before I sink into the big sleep
I want to hear
I want to hear
The scream of the butterfly
Come back, baby
Back into my arms
We're getting tired of hangin' around
Waitin' around with our heads to the ground
I hear a very gentle sound
Very near yet very far
Very soft yet very clear
Come today
Come today
What have they done to the earth?
What have they done to our fair sister?
Ravaged and plundered and ripped her and bit her
Stuck her with knives in the side of the dawn
And tied her with fences and dragged her down
I hear a very gentle sound
With your ear down to the ground
We want the world and we want it
We want the world and we want it
Now
Now?
Now!
Persian night, babe
See the light, babe
Save us, Jesus
Save us
So when the music's over
When the music's over, yeah
When the music's over
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
Turn out the lights
Well the music is your special friend
Dance on fire as it intends
Music is your only friend
Until the end
Until the end
Until the end
Eh? Okay, let's do one more.
05 Break on Through (03:56)
You know the day destroys the night
Night divides the day
Tried to run
Tried to hide
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Chased our pleasure here
Dug our treasure there
Still recall
Time we cried
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through, yeah!
Wow!
Wow!
Everybody loves my baby
Everybody loves my baby
She get
She get
She get
She get high
She get high. She get high.
She get high. She get high.
The woman get high. The woman get high.
She get high. Baby, get high.
She get high. She get high.
The woman get high. She get high.
She get high. Baby, so high.
She get high. She get high.
The woman get high. She get high.
Wow!
She get high. She get high.
I found an island in your arms
Country in your eyes
Arms that chain us
Eyes that lie
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through, yeah!
All right!
Yeah, made the scene
Week to week
Day to day
Hour to hour
The gate is straight
Deep and wide
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through
Break on through
Break on through
Break on through
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
07 People Are Strange (02:17)
People are strange when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when you're alone
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
Streets are uneven when you're down
When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange
No one remembers your name
When you're strange
When you're strange
When you're strange
People are strange when you're a stranger
Faces look ugly when you're alone
Women seem wicked when you're unwanted
Streets are uneven when you're down
When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange
No one remembers your name
When you're strange
When you're strange
When you're strange
Alright, yeah
When you're strange
Faces come out of the rain
When you're strange
No one remembers your name
When you're strange
When you're strange
When you're strange
08 The End (04:53)
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
Of our elaborate plans, the end
Of everything that stands, the end
No safety or surprise, the end
I'll never look into your eyes again
Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free
Desperately in need of some stranger's hand
In a desperate land
Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
All the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain, yeah
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the king's highway, baby
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway west, baby
Ride the snake, ride the snake
To the lake
The ancient lake, baby
The snake he's long, seven miles
Ride the snake
He's old
And his skin is cold
The west is the best
The west is the best
Get here, and we'll do the rest
The blue bus is callin' us
The blue bus is callin' us
Driver, where you takin' us?
The killer awoke before dawn, he put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall
He went into the room where his sister lived and then he
Paid a visit to his brother and then he
He walked on down the hall and
And he came to a door
And he looked inside
"Father?" "Yes, son?" "I want to kill you"
"Mother? I want to... fuck you"
Come on, yeah
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us
C'mon baby, take a chance with us and
Meet me at the back of the blue bus
Doin' a blue rock, on a blue bus
Doin' a blue rock, come on, yeah
Kill, kill, kill, kill, kill
This is the end
Beautiful friend
This is the end
My only friend, the end
It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follow me
The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die
This is the end
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