Ed eccomi qui, spendere del tempo inutile per recensire o commentare un discuccio inutile. Ma tanto tanto tanto carino ed intrigante, amici, che sarà un pò come i film di Fantozzi all'interno della cineteca di un appassionato della corazzata Kotiomkin, o un calendario porno dentro un confessionale. Insomma è quella roba orecchiabile che si ascolta e si apprezza, poi si butta via, poi la si riprenderà in mano tra qualche anno per rivedere/risentire le scene più simpatiche.

* 1° considerazione: avete presente i lego? Questa è senza dubbio una musica fatta coi lego! Prendo un pezzo di Blur (Henrietta), di Franz Ferdinand (Chelsea Dagger), di brit-pop insomma e lo mischio qua e là a White Stripes (Dog in a bag, Flathead), Cornershop (Country boys and girls) e metteteci in mezzo atmosfere Pulp Fictionesche (Got na nuts from a Hippy) e ovviamente, immancabilmente fab Fouristiche (Ole black 'n blue eyes). Altra citazione beatlesiana l'autorefenziarsi all'interno del testo della prima canzone che è Henrietta, proclamando "These are crazy times down at Costello Music".

** 2° considerazione: secondo me, detto così eh senza molte pretese, questi suonano parecchio bene.

*** 3° considerazione: i testi. Sono assolutamente in sintonia con lo squallore contemporaneo e rendono abbastanza poeticamente la confusione del mondo contemporaneo. I Radiohead riletti tra le righe ed esplicitati a mò di articoletto del giornalino della scuola.

**** 4° considerazione: se volete rendo pubblica una mia versione parecchio stonata di Whistle for the choir, ma solo previo mp.

A quanto pare (si trovano conferme in proposito in giro per il web), nonostante il titolo, quest'album non ha nulla a che vedere col signor Costello in arte Elvis, che tra l'altro mi è perlopiù sconosciuto se non che per l'episodio "She" che francamente conoscono tutti. A voi fan Costellici farmi sapere se è possibile invece accostarli.

In conclusione:

consigliato, divertente, e apparentemente banale. Soprattuto lo consiglierei a chi apprezza "Meddle" dei Pink Floyd non per Echoes, ma per San Tropez.

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01   Henrietta (03:32)

Henrietta we got no flowers for you
Just these three miserable cunts
Sitting on the back seat turning on the off beat

We know you love us and you probably do
Although your husband may cut us
He's an animal though everything is possible

Give us a kiss and maybe we can go out
It's hard to miss you when you follow us abou-ou-ou-out
Buy us some shoes and maybe take us for cola
We'll get you there in some filthy big gondola, and it's

Clean out the bank and bump off your daddy
You can come live with us amongst the has-beens and the addicts
These are crazy times down at Costello music
You can answer the phone and talk anyway you choose it, come on

Oh, come on
Oh, come on

A-wa-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ahhh!
Wo-hoo-hoo-hoooo!

Dear Henrietta we're just three lonely boys
Though the girls love us we’re so
Into you incredibly we’d love to see you terribly

We'd love to hate you but we don't have no choice
Come be our wa ha ha ha
Honey, honey three four one time once more

Give us a kiss and maybe we can go out
It's hard to miss you when you follow us abou-ou-ou-out
Buy us some shoes and maybe take us for cola
We'll get you there in some filthy big gondola, and it's

Clean out the bank and bump off your daddy
You can come live with us amongst the has-beens and the addicts
These are crazy times down at Costello music
You can answer the phone and talk anyway you choose it, come on

Wuh-wah-wah-waahhh
Wuh-wuh-wuh-wuh-wuh-wuh-wuh

Wuh-wah-wah-waahhh
Wuh-wuh-wuh-wuh-wuh-wuh-wuh

Clean out the bank and bump off your daddy
You can come live with us amongst the has-beens and the addicts
These are crazy times down at Costello music
You can answer the phone and talk anyway you choose it, come on

Clean out the bank and bump off your daddy
You can come live with us amongst the has-beens and the addicts
These are crazy times down at Costello music
You can answer the phone and talk anyway you choose it, come on

Oh, come on
Oh, come on
Oh, come on
Oh, come on
Oh, come on
Oh, come on
Wah-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh-uh

02   Flathead (03:17)

Well just because she feeds me well,
And she made me talk dirty in a pink hotel
It doesn't mean she's got eyes for me,
She might just want my bones you see

Hey flathead don't you get me
She's the second-best killer that I ever have seen
They don't come much more sick than you
I could go on if you want me to

It's just so wrong so very nice
And I told you once but you killed me twice
I saw you one time at the back of the club
Chewing on glass and a ticket stub

Said I heard they kicked the boy 'til he bled
And you stood and said oh my god 'til she said

Bada ba ba da-da-da-da
Bada ba ba da-da-da-da
Bada ba ba da-da-da-da
Bada ba ba da-da-da-da
Bada ba ba da-da-da-da-oh
Bada ba ba da-da-da-da-oh
Bada ba ba da-da-da-da-oh
Bada ba ba da-da-da-da-oh

Well everybody knows you're the one to call
When the girls get ugly round the back of the wall
Josephine says you got a bleeding nose
She's taking it with her wherever she goes

Hey flathead don't check me in
Well hers is a tonic and mine's a gin
They don't come much more slick than you
I'd drive your car if you asked me to

Said the boy's not right in the head
And he stood and got a kicking instead til she said

Bada ba ba da-da-da-da
Bada ba ba da-da-da-da
Bada ba ba da-da-da-da
Bada ba ba da-da-da-da
Bada ba ba da-da-da-da-oh
Bada ba ba da-da-da-da-oh
Bada ba ba da-da-da-da-oh
Bada ba ba da-da-da-da-oh

Da da-da-da-oh

And she said the boy's not right in the head
But you stood said oh my god til she said

Bada ba ba da-da-da-da
Bada ba ba da-da-da-da
Bada ba ba da-da-da-da
Bada ba ba da-da-da-da
Bada ba ba da-da-da-da-oh
Bada ba ba da-da-da-da-oh
Bada ba ba da-da-da-da-oh
Bada ba ba da-da-da-da-oh

03   Cuntry Boys & City Girls (03:31)

04   Whistle for the Choir (03:35)

Well it's a big big city and it's always the same
Can never be too pretty, tell me your name
Is it out of line if I was to be bold and say "Would you be mine"?

Because I may be a beggar and you may be the queen
I know I may be on a downer I'm still ready to dream
Though it's three o'clock, the time is just the time it takes for you to talk

So if you're lonely why'd you say you're not lonely
Oh you're a silly girl, I know I heard it so
It's just like you to come and go
And know me, no you don't even know me
You're so sweet to try, oh my, you caught my eye
A girl like you's just irresistible

Well it's a big big city and the lights are all out
But it's as much as I can do you know to figure you out
And I must confess my heart's in broken pieces
And my head's a mess
And it's four in the morning and I'm walking along
Beside the ghost of every drinker here who has ever done wrong
And it's you -woo hoo- that's got me going crazy for the things you do

So if you're crazy I don't care you amaze me
But you're a stupid girl, oh me, oh my, you talk
I die, you smile, you laugh, I cry
And only, a girl like you could be lonely
And it's a crying shame, if you would think the same
A boy like me's just irresistible

So if you're lonely, why'd you say you're not lonely
Oh you're a silly girl, I know I hurt it so
It's just like you to come and go
And know me, no you don't even know me
You're so sweet to try, oh my, you caught my eye
A girl like you's just irresistible

05   Chelsea Dagger (03:35)

Doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo

Doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo
Doo doo doo, doo doo doo
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo

Well you must be a girl with shoes like that
She said "You know me well"
I seen you and little Steven and Joanna
'Round the back of my hotel, oh yeah

Someone said you was asking after me
But I know you best as a blagger
I said "Tell me your name; is it Sweet?"
She said "My boy, it's Dagger," oh yeah

I was good, she was hot
Stealin' everything she got
I was bold, she was over the worst of it
Gave me gear, thank you dear, bring your sister over here
Let her dance with me just for the hell of it

Well you must be a boy with bones like that
She said "You got me wrong
I would've sold them to you
If I could've just have kept the last of my clothes on," oh yeah
Call me up take me down with you
When you go I could be your regular belle
And I should dance for little Steven and Joanna
'Round the back of my hotel, oh yeah

I was good, she was hot
Stealin' everything she got
I was bold, she was over the worst of it
Gave me gear, thank you dear, bring your sister over here
Let her dance with me just for the hell of it

Chelsea, Chelsea, I believe that when your dancing
Slowly sucking your sleeve
The boys get lonely after you leave
It's one for the Dagger and another for the one you believe

Chelsea, I believe that when your dancing
Slowly sucking your sleeve
The boys get lonely after you leave
It's one for the Dagger and another for the one you believe

The one you believe
Oh, no, no, no, no

06   For the Girl (02:48)

La la la la la la........

Well she said I know but I just can't tell
Everything that you've just been saying
Lucy was there as well in the dark
When the kids in the band were playing

No-one can hear a word or tell
What the girl was singing
See she must've been 16 or 18
I'd just past caring

She was into the Stones when
I was into the Roses
She was breaking my bones when
I was busting their noses
She would tell me a secret
I would lose it the next day
You're not pleased that you're easy
Makes you sick in a bad way

And all the while the girls sang
La la la la and she sang
Kickings for my sweetheart
Bruises that I just don't miss

And she said "I can't love you any more than this!"

La la la la la la la...............
La la la la la la la...............

Aww she said she said oh no no no no
Then I get a yes why don't you kill me
I said when I'm messed up like this
Sweetheart you know that don't thrill me
Said I would've been there if only I had been a little bit nicer
I was dead by Sunday half dead scared just trying to please her

She getting me pills when
I was into her best friend
She was chasing the thrills
And living down at the West End
She was pretty in braces
I lived out of her window
She said "take me to London"
Tell me something I don't know

And all the while the girls sang
La la la la she sang
Kickings for my sweetheart
Bruises that I just don't miss

And she said "I can't love you any more than this!"

La la la la la.....
La la la la la.....
La la la la la.....
La la la la la.....

She was into the Stones when
I was into the Roses
She was breaking my bones when
I was busting their noses
She would tell me a secret
I would lose it the next day
You're not pleased that you're easy
Makes you sick in a bad way
And all the while the girls sang
La la la la she sang
Kickings for my sweetheart
Bruises that I just don't miss

And she said "I don't like you
You can't stand me
I can't love you anymore than this"

07   Doginabag (03:20)

Well you got so good,
You live for the action,
Used to be a husband now you got yourself some satisfaction,
A dog in a bag and a bone.
But you're lost in the rain,
21 million miles from home.
You got brand new shoes,
A healthy fixation,
Atomic heart and a two for one education.
You're breaking my heart all the way.
With your dog in a bag I need your madness just to get through the day.

... o clock.
Too hot to sleep,
A rotten taste in my mouth,
And my eyes are deep.
There's nothing much really going on out here,
I'm holding on for dear life and one more beer.
I guess you could say it's a sick little show,
A bottle of troubles and a bed full of woe
It's easy to see without looking too far, you have to be a saint to be as sick as you are.

Half the world's asleep,
The rest of them are dreaming.
God forbid if you forget to close the door as you're leaving.
I hate to see you in a bind.

With a dog in a bag, sleeping next to your ridiculous mind.
With a dog in a bag, sleeping next to your ridiculous mind.
With a dog in a bag, sleeping next to your ridiculous mind

08   Creepin Up the Backstairs (03:07)

She said "I'm Rosie"
I said "I thought you were Lucy"
She said "No Rosie, I told you so"
Was here with your sister
But she's going out the back
I want to dance and have fun y'know
Of all the shitty little places I meet you it's here
And I'm freaking out
I heard you got a brand new name
Selling Es in the dark
But hey it's nothing to shout about

Don't just say yes to tease me
Do your utmost to please me
I don't mean to be sleazy
Being you can't be easy

When you're creepin' up the backstairs
Murders nightmares
Falling in the front door
My my
Climbing in the window
Get dressed, let's go
Take your brother's car keys
Bye bye

Well I see your yellow fingers
And your crucifix bones
All covered in cellophane
Was there when your best friend said
"Sweetheart, I'm just here to get drunk again"
I wouldn't move if I was you
I wouldn't wanna caught when the lights go out
She said "You think you're so special"
I said "Sunshine, I'm just bored I'm just checking out"

Don't just say yes to tease me
Do your utmost to please me
I don't mean to be sleazy
Being you can't be easy

When you're creepin' up the backstairs
Murders nightmares
Falling in the front door
My my
Climbing in your window
Get dressed, let's go
Take your brother's car keys
Bye bye

Don't just say yes to tease me
Do your utmost to please me
I don't mean to be sleazy
Being you can't be easy

When you're creepin' up the backstairs
Murders nightmares
Falling in the front door
My my
Climbing in the window
Get dressed let's go
Take your brother's car keys
Bye bye

When you're creepin' up the backstairs
Murders nightmares
Falling in the front door
My my
Climbing in the window
Get dressed let's go
Take your brother's car keys
Bye bye

09   Vince the Loveable Stoner (03:14)

Now Vince was a loner
A lovable stoner
He lived in a bluebird
Spelled his name backwards

He's so pretty
He always looks shitty
Born on a Monday
Such a very good day

And I haven't seen a pupil in his eyes for 16 days
The catholic girls love him in a hundred million different ways
An he's been up for days
In a thick malaise
He's only living till the salad days

Rock a honey rock a honey woo hoo
Sleeps all day and he dreams of you
Rock a honey rock a honey wee hee
Dines in the city where the girls are free

Now Vince got a big crush
On the girl from Redrush
Took her out for tacos
Said she liked burritos

He said shes so easy
Brought up in the country
She gets naked for a living
She ain't afraid of giving

And I haven't seen a pupil in his eyes for 16 days
The catholic girls love him in a hundred million different ways
An he's been up for days
In a thick malaise
He's only living till the salad days

Rock a honey rock a honey woo hoo
Sleeps all day and he dreams of you
Rock a honey rock a honey wee hee
Dines in the city where the girls are free

And I haven't seen a pupil in his eyes for 16 days
The Catholic girls love him in a hundred million different ways
An he's been up for days
In a thick malaise
He's only living till the salad days

Rock a honey rock a honey woo hoo
Sleeps all day and he dreams of you
Rock a honey rock a honey wee hee
Dines in the city where the girls are free

Rock a honey rock a honey woo hoo
Sleeps all day and he dreams of you
Rock a honey rock a honey
Sleeps all day and he don't touch me, don't touch me, don't touch me

10   Everybody Knows You Cried Last Night (03:54)

Whistle for the boys now don't be shy
Give us all a song and a reason why
Baby got the bones and a hand me down
Says her heart is black but her eyes are brown
Give the boys a flash and they'll love you so
Give the girl some cash cause your mother said so
And take em out to look at the queen
And any old girl who's in between

Lay yourself down by the side of the bed
Oh you naughty girl you know you tickle me red
You look so dumb and you sound so twee
And you can only wish that you was married to me

Well, that's what you get
Oh don't get upset
Ridiculous you
Waiting in the queue oh whoopee doo
You could have been
The best that I've seen
Under the red light
Everybody knows you cried last night

Give us all a go till your face turns red
Little Greg said you went home instead
If you stick around you'll get an alibi
And we'll try and keep your pretty face bone dry
Rent a honey rent a honey one two three
Chasing all the boys from your door cant be easy
Well ruby said you was wrecked
But your was never well behaved the last time I checked

Lay yourself down by the side of the bed
Oh you naughty girl you know you tickle me red
You look so dumb and you sound so twee
And you can only wish that you was married to me

Well that's what you get
Oh don't get upset
Ridiculous you
Waiting in the queue oh whoopee doo

You could have been
The best that I've seen
Under the red light every body knows you cried last night

Lay yourself down by the side of the bed
Oh you naughty girl you know you tickle me red
You look so dumb and you sound so twee
You can only wish that you were married to me

Well that's what you get
Oh don't get upset
Ridiculous you
Waiting in the queue oh whoopee doo
You could have been
The best that I've seen
Under the red light
Everybody knows you cried last night
Everybody knows you cried last night

11   Baby Fratelli (03:56)

She said oh my, oh no, not I
I was just busy watching everyone go by
Outside the shite bar, in your old red car
Me and your girlfriend and your sister with the big scar

I said oh Christ, I told you twice
It's just not easy going through all these things thrice
What's this I once heard, you drive a bluebird
You got no money for the petrol, that's what I heard

And it's alright, she'll be sucking fingers all night
Wearing those shoes, oh any excuse to go to the gang fight
And though she's alright, everybody says she's uptight
Sick in the head, but first in the bed
So easy to be Friday's nightmare

I said oh no, oh please just go
You got no eyelids and sweet Ella loves me so
She got my number, though I can't stand her
I can't help diggin her I hope I guess I wonder
And though it's clear, you want me dear
It would be easier if I was never here
You got the money, I got the reason,
I'll stick around with you for just another season

And it's alright, she'll be sucking fingers all night
Wearing those shoes, oh any excuse to go to the gang fight
And oh she's alright, everybody says she's uptight
Sick in the head, but first in the bed
So easy to be Friday's nightmare

She's just getting along,
But don't tell me she's yours
Oh please tell me I'm wrong again
It's all in a day
So what can you say
Just sleep in yer shoes
With the window box blues
Any time you choose, oh yeah

She said oh my, oh no, not I
I was just busy watching everyone go by
What's this I once heard, you drive a bluebird
You got no money for the petrol, that's what I heard

And it's alright, she'll be sucking fingers all night
Wearing those shoes, oh any excuse to go to the gang fight
And oh she's alright, everybody says she's uptight
Sick in the head, first in the bed
So easy to be Friday's wonder

12   Got Ma Nuts From a Hippy (03:11)

Well I met her in a bar, the men with big guitars were playin
And I listened with my ears but I couldn’t hear what she was sayin
And I guess she talked with her mind
But didn’t want to seem to unkind so I just laughed
And kept my eyes peeled to the door
Wondering what I was there for

But it’s alright, it’s alright
It’s alright, it’s alright
I got my nuts from a hippy in a camper van on Saturday night

Well I asked if she believed in Adam and Eve the fable
And I guess she would’ve given me an answer if only she was able
And she danced like a medicine man
Drew a crazy picture on my hand and told me
She wanted to change my point of view
Asked me where I was going to

But it’s alright, it’s alright
It’s alright, it’s alright
I got my nuts from a hippy in a camper van on Saturday night

Well she whispered in my ear we got to get us out of
here to the country
I asked her for a ride she took me aside said “try me”
I thought I’m gonna wake pretty soon
In the middle of a Sunday afternoon just dreamin
And it was warm in the back of her van
When she made me a real man

She made me Cry, she made me cry.
Oh she made me cry, why she make me cry?

But it's alright, and it's alright
And it's alright, and it's alright
I got ma nuts from a hippy in a camper van on saturday night!
I got ma nuts from a hippy in a camper van on saturday night!
I got ma nuts from a hippy in a camper van on saturday night!
I got ma nuts from a hippy in a camper van on saturday night!

13   Ole Black 'n' Blue Eyes (03:16)

Well, she wants to be a singer in the band
Maybe I'll give the girl a hand
And a microphone
Looks like she's all alone
She can bring a friend
Though she's not my kind of friend
She keeps on staring me out with her
Ole black and blue eyes

And I can take her dancing
Just to give the girl a chance and
I was never that good
At being nice when I should
I guess that she'll forgive me
Right before she tries to kill me
'Cause I sold her on yesterday's
"Come take me home" eyes

And I can take you waltzing
Just so she could kick my head in
Oh, I do believe I was drunk
And both of my heads had shrunk
I guess her name was Tina
'Cause before I'd even seen her
I was lost in her
"What's your name, just get me fucked" eyes
"Oh, take me home" eyes.

And Chelsea says
She's got nowhere to go
And if she does
She's getting there slow
And I can help her out
But I've got somewhere to be
And that's the very thing
When your dealing with me

Young soul shagger
Begging me to bag her
Filthy heart and swollen hips
And she said, "Oh, my dearest,
I'm not pretty
Isn't it a pity
That you won't kiss these rotten lips?"
"Oh, take me home" eyes
Ole black and blue eyes

And Chelsea says
She's got nowhere to go
And if she does
She's getting there slow
And I can help her out
But I've got somewhere to be
And that's the very thing
When your dealing with me

Du du du du du du du
Du-du-du-du-du-du-du
Du du du, du du du
Du, du, du du du du
Du du du du du du du
Du-du-du-du-du-du-du
Du du du, du du du
Du, du, du du du du
Du du du du du du du
Du-du-du-du-du-du-du
Du du du, du du du
Du, du, du du du du...

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