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Sulla storia e sull'importanza di questa band ne è già stato detto in abbondanza quindi non dilagherò su scontati elogi, semplicemente una delle migliori band di sempre.
Vorrei più che altro spendere due parole a proposito di questo loro "Show", e vabbè che è solo un album dal vivo, ma comunque credo che non venga considerato come merita cioè come uno splendido tentativo (riuscito) di catturare dal vivo, in tutta la sua maestosa abrasività, l'essenza distuttiva e gli assalti sonori di una band nel suo (quasi) periodo migliore. E dico così perchè penso che tutto quello che hanno fatto dopo questo, con qualche eccezione, non sia più stato all'altezza dei lavori precedenti. L'album, registrato nel dicembre 1993 al CBGB's, porta 15 tracce che svariano tra i gli album precedenti e alcune dall' album "Down" ( tra cui "Elegy", in una straziante versione) che vedrà la luce solo in seguito. La prestazione è molto convincente,fra i deliri vocali (ubriachi!?) di Yow con i suoi spassosi e volgari (ovviamente) "interventi" fra una canzone e l'altra e la chitarra quasi ipnotica e tagliente dell'inconfondibile Duane Denison. Senza contare la perfetta coesione fra David Sims al basso e Mac McNeilly(un mostro alla batteria) che sparano bordate e mazzate a non finire e che sono, a mio parere, una delle migliori sezioni ritmiche che abbia mai sentito in un certo rock. Da una band come i Jesus Lizard non puoi che aspettarti questo, dal vivo o no, le canzoni non devono darti un attimo di tregua, sempre lì pressanti,veloci e affilate ad insinuarsi nella tua testa per non uscirne più. Grande e onesto manifesto live del noise-rock tutto che, da amante del genere e della band si può solo che apprezzare. Considerando che è stato il loro primo album che ho ascoltato (per gentile concessione della collezione di mio fratello), quello che me li ha fatti conoscere e poi amare non può che essere uno dei miei preferiti.
"And it's dry inside 'till a dusty wind, and each trying sigh is a trusted friend, in his pride i saw his just defense, i eyed the bedroom door until I BUSTED IN!"
Elenco tracce e testi
01 Glamorous (03:19)
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
02 Deaf As a Bat (01:42)
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
04 Bloody Mary (02:11)
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
05 Mistletoe (01:57)
You use mistletoe
You use mistletoe
I call poison control
You try to kill me
You try to kill me
I call poison control
You break my arm
You break my arm
You burn my head
You burn my head
I call the police in
I'll kill you now
I'll kill you now
I'll kill you now
I'll kill you now
I call my brother to here
I call my brother to here
You a lying crazy
I call my brother to here
Hey brother
You smother my breath
You cut my breast
I call an ambulance
You take me down
I call your name out
I need you with me
I call your name out
I love you my man
I call your name out
I want you to stay here
I call your name out
I can't leave you
I call you name out
You a pig-eyed comments
I'll give it to you
You a pig-eyed comments
I'll give it to you.
06 Nub (02:58)
So since the surgery, how's that ghost limb
Hey man, say man have you been rubbin' your nub
Por favor
De no sacar los manos, de no sacar los manos
Fuera de la ventana
So cuenta es muchas dinero lo siento
But I have got to hand it to you, you're taking this extremely well
Ah rub it on me, rub it on me Duane
So since the surgery, how's that ghost limb
Hey man, say man have you been rubbin' your nub
07 Elegy (04:01)
The pathetic sight of your sunken eyes
The angular lines of your hips and waist
The light and the dark
Of your vallied ribs
The skeletal draw
Of your temples and cheeks
Your breath but a wisp
From your string thin lips
The acrid stink of your face and mouth
Unsound unsure...your shaky legs
Just when you're about to
Learn to smile again
I'm going to be the one to
Teach you how to cry
10 Fly on the Wall (03:00)
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...
11 Boilermaker (02:15)
I'm calm now
I've calmed down
But I'm shaking
Make me another boilermaker
In molasses
A fly in molasses
Nasty sticky shit holds it down
There's an arched back
There is an arched back
's got a pained look under rain clouds
In molasses
A fly in molasses
Just if you know what it's like to drown
What's that?
What's that?
What's that?
What's that?
What's that?
What was that?
Make me another boilermaker
And it's dry inside 'til a dusty wind
And each trying sigh is a trusted friend
In his pride I saw his just defense
I eyed the bedroom door until I busted in
I busted
I busted
I busted in
In molasses
A fly in molasses
Nasty sticky shit holds it down
There's an arched back
There is an arched back
's got a pained look under rain clouds
In molasses
A fly in molasses
Just if you know what it's like to drown
What's that?
What's that?
What's that?
What's that?
What's that?
What was that?
Make me another boilermaker
Strange how it makes him want to tell lies
12 Puss (03:08)
Get me something to stop the bleeding, cuz I'm fittin to blow
Knock her down the stairwell and kick her, I think you can take her
Shove more buorbon down her mouth hole
Cuz she's the one that needs a nailing
Ya might as well just open the door and
Get her out of the truck, get her out of the truck, get her out of the truck, get her out of the truck
Get her out of the truck, get her out of the truck, ger her out of the truck, get her out of the truck
Get me something to stop the bleeding, cuz I'm fittin to blow
Knock her down the stairwell and kick her, I think you can take her
Oh, she's the one that needs a nailing
Ya might as well just open the door and
Get her out of the truck, get her out of the truck, get her out of the truck, get her out of the truck
Get her out of the truck, get her out of the truck, ger her out of the truck, get her out of the truck
Get her out, pow in the bush, yeah right in the kisser
Shove more buorbon down her mouth hole
Pow, smacked in the puss, straight in the sucker, plum in the kisser, busted her pie hole
Square in the yap, punched in the jaw, straight in the sucker, dead in her tongue pin, busted in her pie
Square in the yap, punched in the jaw, plum in the kisser, dead in her tongue, crushed (acrost) her pie
Smacked in the mush
13 Gladiator (03:50)
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
15 Monkey Trick (04:12)
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
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