Amate le contaminazioni tra le varie culture, nella vita in generale e nella musica nello specifico? Siete cresciuti a pane e Led Zeppelin, nutrendo negli anni la vostra anima rock, ma allo stesso tempo avete un debole per la world music e per gli strumenti esotici?
Se la vostra risposta è affermativa ad entrambi gli interrogativi, allora non potrete che rimanere affascinati dall’universo sonoro dei The Tea Party, ennesima meraviglia proveniente dalle fredde lande del Canada. I più coraggiosi di voi forse sono riusciti a terminare il link di cui sopra, e quindi si sono già fatti un’idea del talento dei musicisti in questione, oltre che a ricevere un assaggio della varietà di suoni presenti nel loro secondo (per alcuni terzo) full length, “The Edges of Twilight”, datato 1995. Se già l’ottimo debutto “Splendor Solis” lasciava presagire un futuro artisticamente radioso per la band, è con questo lavoro che il power-trio canadese raggiunge il vertice della propria carriera.
Al limitare del crepuscolo vi attendono impasti timbrici dai molteplici aromi, che spaziano dalle forti influenze indiane e mediorientali fino alla tradizione celtica, sapientemente inseriti in un contesto rock. Quello duro, intendo. Vi sembrerà di percorrere senza meta i dedali di viuzze di un bazar, di odorare le fragranze d’oriente, per poi all’improvviso ritrovarvi catapultati sul fianco della montagna, avvolti nella sua ombra. E’ una musica d’impetuosa vitalità quella che si respira nel disco, un vero caleidoscopio di emozioni e di vibrazioni . Il riffing creativo ed elaborato sempre in primo piano, in continua lotta tra seduzioni acustiche e fragori elettrici, tra misticismo ed oscurità, avvolto da ritmiche che seguono l’umore degli elementi e che a loro volta vengono spesso sorrette da un tessuto percussivo d’impronta tribale. Su questa babilonia di sonorità si staglia la voce del carismatico cantante e chitarrista Jeff Martin, profonda e teatrale come quella di uno sciamano che invoca la luna, ma che allo stesso tempo sa destreggiarsi negli acuti con rabbia e potenza.
Il discreto successo che i The Tea Party ottengono in madrepatria non rende giustizia ad uno dei gruppi più ispirati e versatili degli anni novanta, che ha saputo rileggere in chiave moderna la magia dell’hard rock settantiano. Nonostante i continui apprezzamenti della critica musicale e gli attestati di stima degli stessi colleghi, la band non riuscirà a sfondare nel mercato internazionale e si scioglierà nel 2005.
Dimenticavo infine di menzionare l’ospite d’eccezione Roy Harper, che recita un poema proprio nella traccia fantasma conclusiva. Uno che di musica ne capisce, indubbiamente, mica un cazzone come me.
Elenco tracce testi e samples
02 The Bazaar (03:42)
silence swimming in a pool of dreams
beneath its depths the forgotten streams
above, the city of the evening star
behind its walls, the grand bazaar
as she walks through its endless maze
cursing those who mistrust her ways
please my friend no matter what she sees
tell my lover come back to me
doorways spilling out their sombre light
casting shadows that will raid the night
along the alleys of her ruling fears
walk the visions that will cause her tears
lying still as she wills her glance
through the eyes of a charmers trance
please my friend no matter what she sees
tell my lover come back to me
and on the walls
shadows play
twilight souls
anguished ways
lost adrift
severed seas
i await you
come to me
03 Correspondences (07:31)
hope springs to life
charmed by approaching listlessness
hands reaching out
to grasp the open emptiness
leading me down...
and this goodbye
faced with hope and countenance
souls slip away
to bask in glowing radiance
leading me down...
as we run from the sun
and we harbour the lies
and we leave things undone
as we cover our eyes
does it tear you apart my love
does it tear you apart my love
it tears me apart
charmed by this light
this sombre guidance in her eyes
rage would entice
and final moments would arise
leading me down...
does it tear you apart my love
does it tear you apart my love
it tears me apart
05 Silence (02:51)
silent spirit walks before me
with her beauty and with her eyes
heaven help me
i feel i'm fading
i should rest here for a while
in the dreamtime I'm awakened
as my senses seize the night
heaven help me
i'm forsaken
i should rest here for a while
and lie in the bed you've made ophelia
dry are the lips that lost their taste of love
drown in the waters that would give you life
cry as this lamentation thrusts its knife
in silence
in silence
SILENCE
06 Sister Awake (05:45)
when the winter was over
she returned there to find him
and her memories filled her with light
she remembered the beauty
she remembered desires
and her memories filled her with light
i am the sun in the flame
cold from the flame turns away
and in these winds came a change
she awakes...
sister walk through these fields of delight
but I want you to know
desperation's the tenderest trap
so gently you go
what will it take
sister awake
when this beautiful cult of desire
has left you for dead
isolation will cradle the lies
of things left unsaid
what will it take
sister awake
and you'll look to the heavens above
and taste it's deceit
these temptations have blinded desires
to sleep at their feet
what will it take
sister awake
and you'll hear them call out your name
invoking the fates
chances are you've travelled too far
in stirring their hate
what will it take
sister awake
awake
08 Shadows on the Mountainside (03:39)
we are spirits passing through the doors of time
with an invitation heard before we find
shadows on the mountainside
eagles find the souls they hide
and the outcast child enchanted by the sun
will he seek his shelter never knowing one
shadows on the mountainside
eagles find the souls they hide
shadows on the mountainside
cover me with sleep
because I need it now
and the red rivers flow to seas
and she will return to me
and then all that i am is in her hands
and i will return to her and then
I begin
12 Walk With Me (14:14)
tell me lady, shining sun
to feel the warmth that's come undone
do you sleep in sympathy
and if its true
walk with me
all of the while you were here
all of the while you were near
in the twilight the idols speak
and in the twilight you'll always seek
a sentimental forgotten friend
who will always love you until the end
all of the while you were here
all of the while you were near
and now you search for the ideals
you'll find a vice that always heals
the open wounds, the bleeding hearts
yet still they'll say
you're torn apart
all of the while you were here
all of the while you were near
come on lady walk with me
come on lady talk with me
can't you see i'm all alone
this loneliness i can't condone
come on lady hold my hand
take me to your shadowland
sleep awhile in sympathy
come on lady walk with me
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