La Passione di Gianni. And the gods made love.
E venne il giorno in cui Ella s'alzo dal letto dopo una notte di LSD, prese la sua chitarrista, la fedele Fender Stratocaster, e cominciò l'ultimo Viaggio. Al termine della notte. Quando l'inferno spense le sue fiamme perchè la Chitarra era più calda. Perchè quei disegni così innocentemente psichedelici si staccarono sotto il fuoco, il palco del Monterey teatro dell'erotismo musicale più espressivo e potente di tutta la musica. Hendrix era la Chitarra, per parafrasare imminenti personaggi che hanno ormai varcato la soglia dei 60 ma hanno ancora negli occhi quel qualcosa che sembra essere concentrato in queste parole: so qualcosa che tu non sai.
Magia. Hendrix, fu magia, prima di tutto.
Slash e Wylde a sbattersi sul palco su Voodoo Child Slight Return con due chitarre per riuscire ad ottenere almeno l'un percento di quello che Buster riuscì ad ottenere con una soltanto. E, inutile dirlo, fallirono.
Perchè la Summer Of Love finì sotto le note Under My Thumb...perchè quella ragazza con il maglione rosso a Woodstock nel '69 e le mani rivolte al cielo come un prete mentre Hendrix comunicava con Dio sulle note di Purple Haze...perchè pensando a Jimi non trovo chitarristi da mettergli accanto sullo stesso piano...perchè fu la Meteora del rock e di tutta la musica...perchè era troppo in preda alle sue stesse fiamme per resistere ancora un po'...i '70 non l'avrebbero più visto, i cuori di tutti i figli dei fiori sì, e Seattle a fare da Terra Santa.
Chas con il suo contagoccie era sparito e allora Jimi dipinse 1983...A Mermaid I Should Turn To Be...i lunghi viaggi in auto tempestati da Crosstown Traffic...le canne sotto House Burning Down...la mitragliata del finale di Voodoo Chile con l'hammond impazzito e la Strato di Buster a distruggere echi, feedbacks, un Fuzzbox rottinculo gettato malamente in una stanza polverosa dopo che ci era passato sopra Lui, con il piede alato.
Presi il vinile, lo gettai nel fuoco e divenni alchimista. Oro colato si riversò nella stanza, e non avevo nemmeno preso allucinogeni o mangiato funghi. Con certi suoni, le droghe perdono senso. Non servono, vattene affanculo. Le copertine dei Suoi dischi furono il contrario di quello che Lui avrebbe desiderato. Gli avevano cannato quella di Axis: Bold As Love, lui voleva evidenti richiami al suo sangue Cherokee e quelli gli avevano ficcato Mitch, Redding e Lui come divinità di chissà quale religione, Electric Ladyland non ebbe maggiore fortuna.
Gliela cannarono per ben due volta, infatti. Donne nude, Jimi in preda a visioni soniche.
Dopo la magia, Jimi fu Erotismo musicale e corporale.
Il suono di questo vinile, è quello fine al mercurio di cui Dylan parlava e che il suo discepolo lirico aveva trovato in All Along The Watchtower, del Menestrello stesso. There must be some way out of here...sprizza sudore nel momento in cui la puntina incontra i solchi, la chitarra ti molesta. Sverginato da James Marshall Hendrix, che cazzo.
Electric Ladyland potrebbe venir considerato come il Blonde on Blonde di Hendrix, il massimo testamento musicale di un genio, di uno che è riuscito a far imparare alla sua chitarra il canto senza aver mai messo piede in un conservatorio. L'Experience era formata da 6 membri, uno di questi era lungo ed apparteneva al membro Hendrix, e questo è ovvio. Basta ascoltare. Poi, bisogna vivere attraverso i colori della chitarra. Oh, sì.
Infine, Jimi fu l'Esperienza. Chiedetelo a tutti quelli che assistettero nel '67 al Monterey Pop Festival. Uccisi da una Wild Thing quasi claustrofobica. Suonava Space Rock prima dei Floyd. Hawkind inclusi nel prezzo.
Doveva succedere, disse Chandler. Era il 1970. Hendrix venne alla luce in una notte di tempesta, proveniente da qualche altro pianeta. Tre anni dopo il suo esordio, ci tornò. Era troppo perfetto per questo mondo.
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02 Have You Ever Been (to Electric Ladyland) (02:11)
Have you ever been (have you ever been) to Electric
Ladyland?
The magic carpet waits, for you.
So don't you be late
Oh, (I wanna show you), the different emotions
(I wanna run to) the sounds and motions
Electric woman waits for you and me
So it's time we take a ride,
we can cast all of your hang-ups over
the seaside.
While we fly right over the love filled sea
Look up ahead, I see the loveland, soon you'll understand.
Make love, make love, make love, make love.
(I wanna show you)
The angels will spread their wings, spread their wings
(I wanna show you)
Good and evil lay side by side while electric love penetrates
the sky
(I wanna show you)
Lord, Lord I wanna show you
(I wanna show you)
Hmm, hmmm, hmmm
(I wanna show you)
Show you
(I wanna show you)
03 Crosstown Traffic (02:27)
You jump in front of my car when you, you know all time
90 miles an hour girl, is the speed I drive
You tell me it's alright. you don't mind a little pain.
you say you just want me to take you for a drive!
you're just like
(crosstown traffic!) so hard to get through to you
(Crosstown traffic) I don't need to run over you
(Crosstown traffic) all you do is slow me down!
and I'm trying to get on the other side of town
I'm not the only soul who's
accused of hit and run
tire tracks all across your back, I can, I can see you had your fun.
but uh darling, can't you see my signals turn from green to red
and with you, I can see a traffic jam straight up ahead
you're just like
(crosstown traffic) so hard to get through to you
(Crosstown traffic) I don't need to run over you!
(Crosstown traffic) all you do is slow me down
and I've got better things on the other side of town
yeah girl
(Crosstown traffic, yeah)
Look out, Look out,
Look out, Baby, Comin' through
(Crosstown traffic, yeah) yeah girl now
(Crosstown traffic, Look out) Look out, look out, Baby
(Crosstown traffic, yeah, Look out)
What's that in the street?
06 Long Hot Summer Night (03:28)
Show us a long
Long, long hot summer night
As far as my eyes could see
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Well my heart was way down
Cold cold winter stone
Well my darlin' where can you be
Where can you be baby
Where can you be
There were three sugar cane walls
And two candy cane windows
But the silliest move welted all those inside
Well everybody's on fire, but its
A snowin' in a cold blizzard
Where are you in this a hot cold summer?
Where are you in this a hot cold summer?
Where are you in this a hot cold summer?
God, god, god
Around about this time the telephone
Blew its horn across the room
Scared little Annie
Clean out of her mind
Out of her mind
And grabbed little Annie from the sink just in time
And the telephone just keeps on screamin'
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
"Hello," said my shaky voice
"Well, how you doing"
I started to stutter
Ah, ah, can't you tell that I'm doin' fine
Can't you tell I'm doin' fine
It was my baby talkin'
Way down across the border
She says "I'm goin' to hurry to ya, I've been a fool
And I'm tired of cryin'"
Ah, ah
Yeah
I said a long
Long, hot summer night
As far as my eyes could see
As far as my eyes
I could feel the heat comin' on
As my baby's gettin' closer
I'm so glad my baby's comin' to rescue me
So glad my baby's comin' to rescue me
My baby's comin' to rescue me
Rescue
Rescue
07 Come On (Let the Good Times Roll) (04:10)
People talkin' but they just don't know,
What's in my heart, and why I love you so.
I love you baby like a miner loves gold.
Come on sugar, let the good times roll. hey!
So many people live in make believe,
They keep a lot a going up their sleeves.
But my love baby is no kind that folds.
Come On Baby, let the good times roll.
(Let the good times roll).
ah baby, come on and let daddy fill your soul.
baby, let the good times roll.
hey!
A love is nice if it's understood
It's even nicer when you're feelin' good
You got me flippin' like flag on a pole
Come on sugar, let the good times roll
Hey! Yeah! Let the good times roll!
feel me baby! Come on, good times roll!
come on and let me fill your soul,
hey, let the good times roll
08 Gypsy Eyes (03:44)
Well I realize that I've been hypnotized,
I love your gypsy eyes
I love your gypsy eyes
Alright!
Hey!
Gypsy.
Way up in my tree I'm sitting by my fire
Wond'rin' where in this world might you be
And knowin' all the time you're still roamin' in the country side
Do you still think about me?
Oh my gypsy.
Well I walked right on to your rebel roadside
The one that rambles on for a million miles
Yes I walk down this road searchin' for your love and ah my soul too
But when I find ya I ain't gonna let go.
I remember the first time I saw you
The tears in your eyes look like they're tryin' to say
Oh little boy you know I could love you
But first I must make my get away
Two strange men fightin' to the death over me today
I'll try to meet cha by the old highway.
Hey!
Well I realize that I've been hypnotized, I love your gypsy eyes
I love your gypsy eyes
I love your gypsy eyes
I love your gypsy eyes
Alright!
I've been searchin' so long my feet have made me lose the battle
Down against the road my weary knees they got me
Off to the side I fall but I hear a sweet call
My gypsy eyes is comin' and I've been saved.
Oh I've been saved
That's why I love you uh
Said I love you
Hey!
Love you uh
Lord I love you
Hey!
09 Burning of the Midnight Lamp (03:40)
The morning is dead
And the day is too
There's nothing left here to greet me
But the velevet moon
All my loneliness
I have felt today
It's a little more than enough
To make a man throw himself away
And i continue
To burn the midnight lamp
Alone
Now the smiling portrait of you
Is stll hangin' on my frowning wall
It really doesn't really doesn't bother me too much at all
It's just the, uh, ever falling dust
That makes it so hard for me to see
That forgotten ear-ring laying on the floor
Facing coldly toward the door
And i continue
To burn the midnight lamp
All alone
Burn
Lonely lonely, yeah
Lonely lonely lonely
Loneliness is such a, drag
So here i sit to face
That same old fire place
Gettin' ready for the same old explosion
Goin' through my mind
And soon enough time will tell
About the circus and the wishing well
And someone who will buy and sell for me
Someone who will toll my bell
And i continue to burn the same ol' lamp
Alone
Darlin' do you hear me callin' you
So lonely
Lonely!
11 1983... (A Merman I Should Turn to Be) (13:46)
Hurrah i awake from yesterday
alive but the war is here to stay
so my love catherina and me
decide to take our last walk
through the noise to the sea
not to die but to be re-born
away from a life so battered and torn....
forever...
oh say can you see its really such a mess
every inch of earth is a fighting nest
giant pencil and lip-stick tube shaped things
continue to rain and cause screaming pain
and the arctic stains
from silver blue to bloody red
as our feet find the sand
and the sea is strait ahead..
strait ahead.....
well its too bad
that our friends
cant be with us today
well thats too bad
"the machine
that we built
would never save us"
thats what they say
(thats why they aint coming with us today)
and they also said
"its impossible for man
to live and breath underwater..
forever" was their main complaint
(yeah)
and they also threw this in my face:
they said
anyway
you know good well
it would be beyond the will of God
and the grace of the King
(grace of the King yeah yeah)
so my darling and I
make love in the sand
to salute the last moment
ever on dry land
our machine has done its work
played its part well
without a scratch on our bodies
and we bid it farewell
starfish and giant foams
greet us with a smile
before our heads go under
we take a last look
at the killing noise
of the out of style...
the out of style, out of style
13 Still Raining, Still Dreaming (04:26)
Rainy day, rain all day
Ain't no use in gettin' uptight
Just let it groove its own way
Let it drain your worries away yeah
Lay back and groove on a rainy day hey
Lay back and dream on a rainy day
Lay back and groove on a rainy day
Lay back
Oh yeah !
Lay back and groove on a rainy day
Lay back and groove on a rainy day
Lay back and dream on a rainy day
Lay back and groove on a rainy day
Lay back and dream on a rainy day
Lay back and, lay back, lay back, lay back and groove.
Ooh
Aaaah !
Lay back and groove on a rainy day
Lay back and groove on a rainy day
Lay back and groove on a rainy day
Lay back and groove on a rainy day
Lay back and dream on a rainy day.
Still rainin' still dreamin'
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Altre recensioni
Di Mario
La danza cosmica dei sensi nel vento incandescente di 'Voodoo Chile'.
Dopo aver ascoltato 'Voodoo Chile' capisci che Hendrix non avrebbe potuto andare oltre.
Di Lor444
Jimi Hendrix: Supremo Genio Della Musica Rock che sfugge ai generi.
Electric Ladyland mette a nudo la vera anima di Hendrix: creatività sfuggente e capolavori senza schema.
Di woodstock
Le note sembrano essere state incise su un sepolcro da dèi che fanno l'amore.
"Prima avevamo una musica che era tutta corpo, poi abbiamo avuto una musica che era tutta mente. Ora abbiamo una musica che è corpo e mente".
Di claudio carpentieri
Jimi Hendrix è il Van Gogh delle sette note, in grado di riprodurre singolari arcobaleni musicali.
Electric Ladyland ha tutte le carte per divenire uno degli apogei della musica rock.
