Nel 1999 muore la Lucertola.
Le Esequie ufficiali si espletarono con la pubblicazione di Bang, raccolta di brani Live dei quattro, più tre inediti (un demo, un brano bootleg e una canzone con Santiago Durango [Big Black] alla voce). I Jesus Lizard lasceranno un vuoto immenso nel panorama musicale tutto, un vuoto paragonabile per peso solo alla mole di intuizioni, violenza brada, tecnica, genialità e teatralità del gruppo stesso. La musica dei '90 è impensabile senza The Jesus Lizard; le loro ritmiche a scossa e la loro pesantezza rappresenteranno i modelli del grunge, di un certo tipo di post-core e purtroppo anche di quello schifo Nu-Metal di Rage Against The Machine, Korn e soci, i quali dal gruppo di Chicago "ruberanno" solo la patina e non lo spessore. I Lizard hanno rappresentato la faccia di una medaglia condivisa con i grandissimi Slint: entrambi i gruppi fanno "descrizione" e non denuncia di ciò che passa loro davanti (peculiarità la denuncia e l'insegnamento proprie piuttosto dei Fugazi), solo con dinamiche musicali opposte. Se gli Slint erano dei maestri nell'ombra, con il loro stile sommesso che solo raramente si sfogava in peraltro fievoli sfuriate, dipingendo la realtà urbana con lievi tocchi d'acquarello, i Lizard vomitavano direttamente su un muro bianco. Le peggiori oscenità e bassezze dell'essere umano sono incanalate nell'ascoltatore con la violenza di uno stupro.
I loro live rimangono di fatto leggendari, come dimostra il loro tour inglese del '92 fra la Brixton Academy, il Marqueee il The Garage, che li consacrò definitivamente come massima icona di bestialità musicale, nonchè sommi sacerdoti aruspici di viscere ed escrezioni. "Bang", istantanea nostalgica, vive di questo, dei palchi storditi dal virtuosismo anti-virtuoso di di Duane Denison, spappolati dal tornado ritmico di Sims e MacNeilly, divorati dal turpe, barbaro, incredibile David Yow. In un intervista i Lizard dichiareranno che i titoli dei loro album sono stai scelti per il suono delle parole (Goat, Shot, Head ecc…), suono sempre secco ed inequivocabile. "Bang" è la conclusione ideale della loro saga, una fucilata alla tempia.
I proiettili di "Bang" sono 19: dalle potenti e veloci "Deaf as a Bat" e "The Test", alla brutale e oscena "7 VS 8", passando per il capolavoro "Mouth Breather" e le clamorose "Glamorous" e "Chrome", si arriva al delirio dal vivo di "Lady Shoes", con il testo più crudo e abominevole che si ricordi, alla leggendaria "Seasick", alla adrenalinica "Gladiator" e alle sceneggiate della prima ora "Bloody Mary", "Killer Mc Hann" e "Monkey Trick". Fra gli unreleased spicca "Anna" ma soprattutto una straordinaria "Blockbuster", rozza all'ennesima potenza e fra i brani più famosi. Tutto qua, d'un fiato; rimane giusto il tempo per qualche lacrima e per premere il grilletto.
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01 Chrome (03:51)
Some people feel desire, I don't know why
Like at the wheel waitin' (way down), I don't know why
I'm gonna find desire, I don't know why
Some people feel sorrow, I don't know why
You can the ?? (barrells) of my mind
Some people feel sorrow (to sit alone), I don't know why
But I cannot feel waitin' (way down), I don't know why
I'm gonna find desire, I don't know why
Like at the wheel waitin' (way down), I don't know why
You can the ?? (barrells) of my mind
Don't even say you think you're too complicated
You know I don't like to beat around the bush
Well now that you know, I want you to be my gal
Waited such a long time just to ask you
You know I don't like a justa hangin' around
Well now that you know, I want you to be my gal
Ah well I mean, but ah, but ah, you know
Waited such a long time just to ask you
You know I don't like a justa beatin' around
Well now that you know, I want you to be my gal
Some people feel sorrow, I don't know why
Like at the wheel waitin' (way down), I don't know why
I'm gonna find desire, I don't know why
Like at the wheel waitin' (way down), I don't know why
You can the ?? (barrells) of my mind
02 7 vs. 8 (03:33)
What do we owe this extreme pleasure to?
Your presence is so very appreciated
Let us now drop to our knees in praise
and lick from between the toes of your feet
may we rest
with the weight of your fresh steamin' shit
on our backs
on our backs
and lick from between the toes of your feet
asking forgiveness
for things we do naturally
lead us to the river
and pollute us
bleed us and dilute us
until we are clean and dry
(How can your love be repaid?)
lick etc.
03 Gladiator (04:03)
You should see her use a gun
She slips her nit-picking in in any way for everyone
More than an occasional hazard
You run the risk of conceiving a bastard
You should see her use a gun
She slips her nit-picking in in any way for everyone
More than an occasional hazard
You run the risk of conceiving a bastard
In remembrance of the truth
In remembrance of Aunt Ruth
In memory of the gun
In memory of everyone
And of the warm sun
And the pain in my side
But if you ask her where she's gone
She'll spout a banter on and on
About a germ free place
About a germ free place in anywhere
Her sexual comedy from now until eternity
There is no joking, Moe, who knows what's going on
A droll spoof of a tragedy of awkward mediocrity
Performed on the plains of Serengeti
04 Seasick (03:15)
I can swim, I can't swim, I can swim, I can't swim
I can swim, I can't swim, I can swim, I can't swim
Well here's a notion, a single idea
Swing by the ocean, because
I can't swim, I can swim, I can't swim, I can swim
I can't swim, I can swim, I can swim, I can swim
Hang by a maritime, marine at nighttime, waiting waterlogged down by the high sea
Waiting (wading) waterlogged, for that guy to arrive
Oh he don't know that
I can swim, I can't swim, I can't swim, I can swim
If there was even one chance, that he would come along
If there was even one chance, that he would come alone
If there was even one chance, that he would come along
If there was even one chance, and take a drink by the drink
Fucked up in the flood, stoned
And get soused by the sea
And take a dip, in the briny deep
Hang by the maritime, marine at nighttime
Waiting waterlogged, down by the high sea
Wading waterlogged, for that guy to arrive
Well he don't know that
I can swim, I can't swim, I can't swim, I can swim
I can't swim, I can swim, I can't swim, I can swim
07 Mouth Breather (02:15)
I leave my home, I leave for a couple weeks
I leave my home, I leave it in the care of a friend
Don't get me wrong, he's a nice guy, I like him just fine
But he's a mouth breather
Don't get me wrong, he's a nice guy, I like him just fine
But he's a mouth breather
I expect when I return, I return to some sort of order
Such is not the case, no, such is not the case
I leave my home, I leave for a couple weeks
I leave my home, I leave it in the care of a friend
Don't get me wrong, he's a nice guy, I like him just fine
But he is a mouth breather
I leave my home, I leave for a couple weeks
I leave my home, I leave it in the care of a friend
And in my basement, I found rainin' piss
And in my kitchen, I found my friend deceased
09 Glamorous (03:03)
Well, they called me a little so and so and so, yeah
Now hummin' a different tune
Oh, this is a job for a stupid man
Smoke it down to the filter and put it out on your hand
Them cops was lined up about a week long all down the road
True crime homosexual gangster men were, were piled up on my living room floor
Well I'm gonna get my own rifle down, and point it on in your eye
And huff a big long breath, and shoot it
Shoot it and, and shoot it and shoot it and, and shoot it and shoot it and shoot it and shoot it
I'll call the cops on my own self, figure out a way to please those men
I'll play detective, I'll play bloodhound, sniffin' up clues with my nose in the mud
Down here in my shantytown, leave you alone, for the rest of my life
By the time I got my ass up off the grass and on the sidewalk
Made my way toward the house, well
I realized they made their way home
I know this shit will continue
10 Deaf as a Bat (01:38)
Utter gibbersih, except for sad sack kack arelya
Sounds like:
My baby jump off the ceiling, take a look at yourself goin' into that
I know where bevs and venchetta (baby sends antenna)
Stick out the arm and the needle
I'm an old ?? (wap-bop) feelin
?? (Snowing), it got got it got it I got you
Looking at you, sit down atop bop the footstool
Seeing into the midnight, (in the) middle of the day
Sit down (back) right over here, sit down a goddamn minute
Sitting on the wa-wall ?? (we're) ready
Not ready to say you are, sitting here in pure mania
I can't expect ?? (ta sing) this into ya
Sad sack kack arelya cuz I know you're ?? (wrong)
Now you say ya can't find my needle,
stuck it into somehow my ?? (cookie slow)
Sweet girl ooh wah ooh wah ooh wah yah babe, wah wah wah yah yah ooh ooh ooh ooh
11 Lady Shoes (02:37)
There's a girl, playing her piano, there's a little girl, playing her big piano
While her mother gives her an enema, while her mother
While her mother gives her an enema, while her mother
And then the daddy comes in and jacks off on the piano, and jacks off on the piano
And jacks off on the piano, and jacks off on the piano
Meanwhile, the local maternity ward, nurse comes in with a great big sledgehammer
She kills all the little babies, destroys the monitoring system
Says she got some time to stick around
She calls the doctor, said look what I've done
She calls the doctor, said look what I've done
She calls the doctor, said look what I've done
Doctor comes in, pops a boner and jacks off in her cap
And then the motel manager comes by
And takes a little shit in his hand, and then he takes a little shit in his hand
And then he takes a little shit in his hand
And the he puts it on like lipstick, lipstick, he puts it on like lipstick, lipstick
13 Bloody Mary (02:40)
She sits in a tub and relives, stories she never lived
And it makes me feel blank, it makes me feel blank like I missed
Lies in a bath with no water, and a bath full of blood
How happy are ya, to be alive
MARY, MARY, MARY, MARY
GET OUT
It makes me feel blank, it makes me feel blank like I missed
Read the words she wrote, she never lived
Lies in a tub with no water and a bath full of blood
How happy are ya, to be alive
MARY, MARY, MARY, MARY
14 Monkey Trick (04:36)
He's gone in her lips, a glow from her lip ignites the shapes she sees, in the shade
Only a little is used to come to a close, only a little is used to come to a close
Tonight at the knife stick up place, I spoke as a child and choked on that line
(Then I saw them), then I saw them, (then I saw them), then I saw them
What are they doing outside, what are they doing
What the hell are they doing outside, what are they doing
In so much brown and crap it's set in an odd light
This one it stops right here now, I think it's trouble youinvite
In so much as they don't know what's right
This one it stops right here now, I think it's trouble that you invite
An absurd gag, a monkey trick, an Irish Bull, a childish joke
Ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow, ow
Tonight at the knife stick up place, I spoke as a child and choked on that line
Then I saw the, then I saw them, then I saw them, then I saw them
I know they have them down there, I've seen them down there
Body parts all over thistown, what are they doing
17 Blockbuster (03:32)
Your first mistake was to think you could fuck with the ranch
Here I come, here I come, with my dick in my hand
Do you think you'd like to have a blockbuster up your ass
Do you think you'd like that, well do ya motherfucker
Do ya, motherfucker
Do ya
We'll smash your eggs and then your head and we'll nab your kids
Take 'em outback on the deck and barbeque their ribs
Throw their heads into your ivy, water them with piss
Do you think you'd like that, well do ya motherfucker
Do ya, motherfucker
Do ya
Your first mistake was to think you could fuck with the ranch
Here I come, here I come, with my dick in my hand
Do you think you'd like to have a blockbuster up your ass
Do you think you'd like that, well do ya motherfucker
Do ya, motherfucker
Do ya, motherfucker
Do ya, motherfucker
Do ya
18 Fly on the Wall (02:54)
That damned fly I told you about
is keeping me up again
I'm tired as shit
Everyday at my job
Because his buzzing keeps me from dreaming.
And I can never get any rest
I can never get any rest
I can never get any rest
Sure I'll have another drink with you
Though I'm already drunk as a bottle
It's that fly that's making me drink
So I'll pass out
And sleep through his screaming
And I can never get any rest
I can never get any rest
I will never get any rest
Back in that room
That's not mine anymore
It's possessed by the drone of a monster
Goddamned fly I told you about
The moon shines on his wings
And they're gleaming
And I can never get any rest
I can never get any rest
I can never get any rest
etc...
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