Alzi la mano chi non conosce gli Exploited. Da ormai trent'anni sono gli alfieri dell'hardcore punk made in England, i più imitati, i più famosi, più dei vari Discharge, GBH, English Dogs e compagnia brutta. Nati nel '79 come gruppo street punk influenzato dai Sex Pistols e dall' oi!, danno alle stampe nel 1981 il manifesto "Punks Not Dead", tuttora il loro album più celebre e celebrato, e l'anno successivo questo "Troops Of Tomorrow". Se nel primo album la proposta era ancora saldamente ancorato al punk di scuola 77, già qui si può notare come il suono si sia appesantito e irrobustito i maniera eclatante; Wattie Buchanan e compagni (all'epoca Big John Duncan alla chitarra, Gary Mc Cormack al basso e Steve Roberts alla batteria) compiono il primo passo verso il punk metal che a partire da "Death Before Dishonor" sarà la loro proposta principale.
"Troops Of Tomorrow" contiene alcune delle traccie più famose degli Exploited: oltre alla title track, cover dei Vibrators, troviamo infatti "Alternative", "Sid Vicious Was Innocent", la "U.S.A." dedicata a Jello Biafra, colpevole di aver dichiarato che in Inghilterra non c'erano più band punk valide, la violentissima "UK 82", la metallara "Rapist", l'opener "Jimmy Boyle", tutte canzoni che hanno nell'impatto sonoro il loro punto di forza, ancora più che negli slogan urlati da Wattie con voce acida. Quelli facevano grande "Punks Not Dead", qui non c'è troppo spazio per l'oi!, che viene lasciato in disparte (ritorna solo in punti sporadici, vedi "Alternative"); in quel fatidico 1982 in Inghilterra i Discharge facevano uscire quel cazzotto nello stomaco che è "Hear Nothing See Nothing Say Nothing", gli Amebix stavano progettando quel mostro sonoro che verrà chiamato Crust, nascevano i Napalm Death, persino vecchie (relativamente) glorie come gli UK Subs metallizzavano il loro punk. Occorreva adeguarsi all'ondata di violenza musicale, al punk occorreva un'evoluzione, un'estremizzazione, altrimenti sarebbe rimasto a stagnare nei proprio limiti; i gruppi che non hanno saputo rinfrescare la propria proposta, come Sham 69, Cockney Rejects, Vibrators, X-Ray Spex e mille altri sono presto finiti nel dimenticatoio.
Cosa che invece, appunto, non è successa agli Exploited; altrimenti non verrebbero considerati tutt'oggi un punto di riferimento nell'ambiente, nonostante non pubblichino un album di inediti dall'ormai lontano 2003 ("Fuck The System"). Ad ogni modo, se proprio vorrete cercare una motivazione per questo successo, non cercatelo negli album più recenti (per modo di dire; dal 1990 ad oggi ne hanno pubblicati solo tre), cercatelo in album come questo.
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01 Jimmy Boyle (02:06)
I don't know if they to die
shut 'em up, they may not try
send the medicine in and out
fairly it just motored
Jimmy Boyle
beat the system
how much credits on demand
target kids, are gone again
laughing in a short time
deny them of their human rights
Jimmy Boyle
beat the system
Smuggled toweling, from their cells
pass for all those shitty smells
war claims this sordid despair
trust him, he's the quartermeir
Jimmy Boyle
beat the system
Had some cock on Friday night
showed her how to make a play
showed him how to get it on
do it here just bolt the door
Jimmy Boyle
beat the system
02 Daily News (02:56)
Mother england dressed in her dress
tell your kids
what a bloody mess
come politicians
buttons on their breast
new at ten
go with labour
Daily news daily news we gotta find out
Daily news daily news wanna buy
Maggie thatcher prices on her dress
just can't escape from
and election vest
he's got a chance
so he had to point a gun
he had a bit of pressure
you wouldn't get no parole
Daily news daily news we gotta find out
Daily news daily news wanna buy
I never touch the star
Thats for others,the star
I know maggie thatchers in her dress
telling the civilians
what a fucking mess
one disaster
he did it for free
they're just a bunch of arseholes
they're all a sham
Daily news daily news we gotta find out
Daily news daily news wanna buy
Records in my house
going up in smoke
records are destroyed
what a fucking joke
records end up
mucking up your life
russian soldiers, thekgb
03 Disorder (02:16)
Mother england dressed in her dress
tell your kids
what a bloody mess
come politicians
buttons on their breast
new at ten
go with labour
[chorus:]
daily news daily news we gotta find out
daily news daily news wanna buy
maggie thatcher prices on her dress
just can't escape from
and election vest
he's got a chance
so he had to point a gun
he had a bit of pressure
you wouldn't get no parole
[chorus]
i never touch the star
thats for others,the star
i know maggie thatchers in her dress
telling the civilians
what a fucking mess
one disaster
he did it for free
they're just a bunch of arseholes
they're all a sham
[chorus]
records in my house
going up in smoke
records are destroyed
what a fucking joke
records end up
mucking up your life
russian soldiers, thekgb
[chorus]
still 12 deaths
extra extra read all about it
04 Alternative (02:04)
Something's happened what's gone wrong
Going down the dole got to sign on
Millions of kids with nowt to do
You better watch out they're after you
Alternative
I don't wanna join the army
Alternative
I know it's a waste of time
Alternative
No alternative is what they say
Alternative
The choice is mine
Politicians what do they care
They're all money grabbers they're after their share
They don't even care if you get shot
Cause there ain't no way they'll be there
Do you really want to die
Alternative
Kill other people just to survive
Alternative
Only the dead have their freedom
Alternative
It's the living that's got to suffer most
Alternative
05 U.S.A. (03:20)
There really is nothing nice about USA
You go to the hospital you have to pay
The dollar is the language that they all speak
they don't really bother about the radiation leak
FUCK THE USA
They keep their secrets undercover
the rich don't bother about those that suffer
this ain't the land of milk and honey
cause all they want is money money money
FUCK THE USA
Nuclear bombs are fuck all new
you'd better start running when they drop on you
run into a shelter, play hide and seek
cause when you die your body reeks
FUCK THE USA
There really is nothing nice about USA
You go to the hospital you have to pay
The dollar is the language that they all speak
they don't really bother about the radiation leak
FUCK THE USA
06 Rapist (01:25)
The rapist is back again in town
got those demons dead
you just don't show that film boy
why not sell the stage
in spite of you not going there
strangled like the rest
like in that new dirty stuff
murderers never had
in spiked nails and rubber gloves
burned them to the ground
he's seen the virgins images
we gotta get the last sound
we haven't seen no woman yet
you ask for me in bed
soldier boy i'll burn the ship
something for your friend
07 Troops of Tomorrow (04:50)
We're troops of tomorrow
We're hanging round today
We're playing tough music
Cos it's hard time money
We need a new solution
We want it quick
We're getting frustrated
It's making us sick
We ain't got bright future
We bought it on the never never
Don't want to be city prisoners
We ain't gonna live forever
We gotta stop that dreaming
We've gotta pick up that gun
We're troops of tomorrow
We've got a new vision
08 UK 82 (02:47)
At first those brothers tried to pass away this land
now this is on the edge of town
and all run down
UK 82
making love in her flat
doesn't say you got class
you don't feel but you know its wrong
so are they americans
UK 82
my guess is that you are so under stress
well i really know fucking best
some of them play around
what's wrong with russian lads
UK 82
just throw the body on the scale
you play the game but it's real
why don't you find out where she lives
go dressed in your best you'll still be taxed
UK 82
09 Sid Vicious Was Innocent (02:58)
Sid shot dope and then got drunk
he did it his way "punk"
he didn't have a problem
till he met that bloody cunt
Sid Vicious was innocent (repeat 4 times)
they say he killed her it can't be so
the fucking queen should know
heroin and anarchy
ah ah ahah.............
innocent, innocent, innocent, innocent
it's not his fault that she died
he liked his chick fried
now his face is on my shirt
we won't forget his famous smirk
innocent, innocent, innocent, innocent!!
Thanks to sara308@msn.com for these lyrics
12 So Tragic (01:48)
Fuck disco!
Fuck fashion!
Fuck you!
Check up with the acrobatic
warms it up i get you back
what a fucking toss bastard
why the fuck did you come here
All you boys are so so tragic
Yesterday i got so nervous
yesterday i fucking bugged
that's the day of rockabilly
what a fucking stupid song
All you boys are so so tragic
We are the boys for the titanic
we'll get there whenever it's down
we're the match for the head task
watch that bloke behind your back
All you boys are so so tragic
All you boys are so tragic
standing in your poxy fasion gear
and your little fucking wankers
why the fuck do you come in here
All you boys are so so tragic
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