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Chi potrebbero essere questi combattenti? Secondo me, i combattenti siamo tutti noi, perchè ogni giorno dobbiamo affrontare gli innumerevoli problemi che si presentano inesorabili lungo il corso di tutta la nostra vita che in certi momenti tristi potrebbe sembrare 'assurda', ma che nonostante tutto rimane sempre un dono prezioso. Forse, se ci si impegna fino in fondo costruttivamente e positivamente in qualsiasi campo, si può ottenere un buon risultato personale.
It is impossible to achieve an aim without suffering - è impossibile raggiungere uno scopo senza soffrire. Attualmente non sono in grado di valutare se questa frase del filosofo J G Bennet sia corretta o errata, posso solo continuare per la mia strada cercando di fare del mio meglio. Ovviamente questa è una mia personale interpretazione del titolo del disco dei Thin Lizzy uscito nel settembre del 1975 e presentato in questa recensione nella sua versione rimasterizzata nel 1996 dalla Mercury.
Questo è il quinto album dei Lizzy, sempre giudati dal carismatico P Lynott (1949-1986) bassista e cantante per metà brasiliano e per metà irlandese. Sicuramente non è l'opera migliore, sia perchè a tratti risulta ancora 'ingenua' in certi passaggi strumentali, sia perchè come segnalato nel libretto, i musicisti in quel tempo, stavano ancora cercando di incontrarsi, per capire cosa potevano o non potevano realizzare sia artisticamente che compositivamente. Nonostante tutto, il disco rimane gradevole e ben suonato, quasi mai noioso o ripetitivo e con una particolare sonorità, grazie anche alla prestazione vocale calda e sensuale di Lynott. Trentotto minuti suddivisi in dieci brani densi di energia, grazie anche alla presenza delle due chitarre soliste di B Robertson e S Gorham. Anche se i Lizzy non sono stati i primi a presentare questo tipo di formazione, sono comunque riusciti a sviluppare, soprattutto negli album successivi, un particolare stile (string arrangements, and slamming riffola) che successivamente sarà adottato da tante band degli anni '80, diventate nel tempo più famose dei Lizzy, ma che a mio parere, raramente riusciranno a ricreare quell'inconfondibile carica musicale.
Evitando il tanto vituperato track by track, vorrei però segnalare almeno quattro brani. "Rosalie", ottima versione della canzone di B Seger, non a caso Phil era un suo grande fan. L'indimenticabile ballad "Wild One" il testo si riferisce a:"the historical story of the Wild Geese, Irish soldiers, defeated at home in 1691 by William III who then elected to fight abroad under Louis XIV", potente e melodica, sicuramente uno dei classici dei Lizzy. "Fighting my Way Back" e "Spirit Slips Away", la prima per la sua carica irresistibile, la seconda per la sua atmosfera dilatata e distensiva, ottimo anche l'apporto bassistico di Lynott, spesso sottovalutato. Discreto il booklet che contiene delle interessanti note sulle canzoni e sul gruppo, mentre, come spesso accade, nessun testo delle canzoni. La copertina invece, è la solita immagine che ritrae il gruppo, decisamente meglio quelle dei tre dischi successivi realizzate da J Fitzpatrick. Voto disco 3,5 su 5 (stelle).
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01 Rosalie (03:01)
She's quite the mediator
A smoother operator you will never see
She'll see you later
No one dare disobey her openly
She knows music
I know music too, you see
She got the power
The teen queen, Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
She's got the pleasure
Comes from all the cornerstones of the world
She's so fantastic
She's everybody's favorite little record girl
She knows music
I know music too, you see
She got the power
I got the power, Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
Down on me, Rosalie
Shine on me will you please
From Chattanooga to good old Booga Loosa
You can hear her fine
She makes the choices
Then you'd best be smiling when it's choosing time
She knows music
I know music too, you see
She's got the power
She is a tower, Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
Rosalie
03 Suicide (05:16)
The paper called it suicide
A bullet from a 45
Nobody cared and nobody cried
Don't that make you feel sad
Peter Brent combed his hair, then sent
For the police
Policeman came, took Peter's name
God may he rest in peace
No-one saw the note beside the body
No-one knew the problem but my God
Suicide
The body remains unidentified
Forgotten in a file
Like the letter that was blown aside
Don't that make you want to smile
No-one was really satisfied
About number 81
The autopsy proved Peter lied
But they could never find the gun
Suicide
04 Wild One (04:22)
Wild one won't you please come home
You've been away too long, will you
We need you home, we need you near
Come back wild one will you
How can we live without your love
You know that could kill you
How can we carry on
When you are gone my wild one
So you go your way wild one
I'll try and follow
And if you change your mind
I will be waiting here for you tomorrow
For I would beg for you
I would steal and I would borrow
I'd do anything, anything at all
To end this sorrow
Wild one
The gypsies warned of the danger
You can laugh and joke with friends
But don't you ever talk to strangers
Although their offers may be sweet
And I'd bet and I would wager
Away you'll stray and never come back
To those who love and made you
06 King's Vengeance (04:08)
Down and out in the city
Won't you give a boy a break
Juvenile on trial before committee
Taken all he can take
But the king shall have his vengeance
Especially on the poor
Some say preaching to convert him
Me I'm not too sure
Spring she comes and spring she teases
Brings summer winds and summer breezes
Blow through your hair till autumn leaves us
When autumn leaves us, oh how winter freezes
And the child is still breathing
With the beating of a heart (with the beating of the heart)
Some say we are equal
Some a million miles apart
Oh my god
Oh my god
But the king shall have his vengeance
While the Queen she represents the innocent
And the child so dependent
But the seasons conquer all
Spring she comes and spring she teases
Brings summer winds and summer breezes
Blow through your hair till autumn leaves us
When autumn leaves, oh how winter freezes
But the king shall have his vengeance
Especially on the poor
Some say preaching to converted
Me I'm not so sure
07 Spirit Slips Away (04:43)
When the spirit slips away
There's nothing you can do, there's nothing you can say
May the angels be watching over you
When your spirit slips away
When the darkness starts to fall
You're on your own and your back's against the wall
May the angels bring their flame to you
When your spirit slips away
And when the music that makes you blue
Unfolds its secrets, the mysteries are told to you
May the angels sing rejoice to you
That fateful day when your spirit slips away
08 Silver Dollar (03:30)
I should've known you couldn't take it
You had to make it with another man
You know that's true baby
And I can play that game if you can
It's been a long time since I've come here
To give you what you need
My roots are in Chicago
But I know where I want to plant my seed
I bet a silver dollar you'd love another
And you know that silver dollar, it would make me rich
Girl like you, easy pitch
But I miss you now you're gone
I'm coming home girl just to show you
What's this man's been living for
A tip for you, don't be surprised baby
When I come busting through that door
I bet a silver dollar you'd love another
And even though that silver dollar would make me rich
I want to tell you that there is a hitch
I miss you know you're gone
And all I got left is my old guitar
10 Ballad of a Hard Man (03:22)
I've been mixed up, cut up so sit down and shut up
'Cause I'm a hard man
I was hung up, strung out but I can't take no more junk
Even if you can
It will beat ya cheat ya
Deceit ya, defeat ya
No rocker, bopper, show stealin' teeny bopper
Gonna get a thing from me
No fat, black, back scratchin' pussy cat
Gonna get her claws on me
Well they got a scheme to sell you kids
The silver screens and glossy magazines
Better hold back, good times, strung out, hung up
Strong out, picked on, ripped off, kicked out
Spit on, set up, ripped off, locked up, sent down
Maybe you're as hard as I am
Just blow me away
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