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L'Alba dell'uomo
Tutto potrebbe iniziare con un gruppo di scimmie, più o meno antropomorfe, chessò, tipo quelle poste da Kubrick all'inizio di "2001 Odissea nello Spazio".
Ognuna di queste scimmie (diciamo una decina?) ha nelle mani due ossa di zampa di capro e tutte insieme (e questo è straordinario) percuotono a ritmo una grande lastra di pietra lavica che sta loro di fronte, imperturbabile. Dal cielo, un Dio dalla voce cavernosa, molto probabilmente ubriaco, canta, accompagnato dal ritmo percussivo delle ossa, qualcosa di strano che parla di cavallette che piovono dal cielo, e di altre amenità, pensando alla fine che i discendenti di quelle scimmie, il giorno dell'apocalisse, faranno con tutto il creato.
Ora è passato del tempo
Due di quelle scimmie hanno vestito rispettivamente le facce di Caino ed Abele. Caino ha in mano un bastone. Ha appena ucciso il fratello, ha scoperto la morte sulla sua faccia insanguinata.
Quel Dio ubriaco è ora sceso sulla terra e canta un tema lugubre, accompagnato dalle note di una tromba che trascina lenta i suoi passi come dietro un corteo funebre in marcia verso l'inferno.
Colosseo, interno giorno
Le fiere sono libere, l'imperatore Tiberio le osserva vagare in cerca delle loro prede, mentre i timpani urlano ritmicamente il loro canto propiziatorio. Ma non riesce a vedere le fauci del tempo e dell'oblio già aperte per inghiottire il suo impero.
Il Dio ubriaco (o semplicemente un Diavolo rauco?) fà la radiocronaca di questo meraviglioso spettacolo.
America, anni 70
Un uomo cammina per un campo desolato, con il ruggito dello sconfinato, indifferente mare che lo chiama da lontano: "Vorrei tanto scappare via da qui, ma non ne ho il coraggio. Le nuvole riflettomo il grigio della mia tristezza; l'eco del mio pianto torna giù come pioggia".
Il Dio ubriaco ora è triste, canta una dolce ballata, con i suoni di tutte le maliconie del mondo a fare il coro.
Stanza di bambino
Il televisore mi tiene compagnia, ed il canto allegro di un signore dalla voce di catrame cancella le urla di mamma e papà. Ma perchè dovrò crescere e dovranno passare tanti anni per rassegnarmi all'idea di essere diventato come loro?
E per capire chè l'apocalisse è una eredità ad-personam per innocenti e non (o almeno non solo) un destino comune per peccatori?
Elenco tracce testi samples e video
01 Earth Died Screaming (03:41)
Rudy's on the midway
and Jacob's in the hole
the monkey's on the ladder
the devil shovels coal
with crows as big as airplanes
the lion has three heads
and someone will eat the skin that he sheds
and the earth died screaming
the earth died screaming
while I lay dreaming of you
Well hell doesn't want you
and heaven is full
bring me some water
put it in this skull
I walk between the raindrops
wait in bug house square
and the army ants
they leave nothin' but the bones
and the earth died screaming while I lay dreaming of you
There was thunder there was lightning
then the stars went out and the moon fell from the sky
it rained mackerel it rained trout
and the great day of wrath has come
and here's mud in your big red eye
the poker's in the fire and the locusts take the sky
and the earth died screaming while I lay dreaming of you
07 Jesus Gonna Be Here (03:23)
Well, Jesus will be here
Be here soon
He's gonna cover us up with leaves
With a blanket from the moon
With a promise and a vow
And a lullaby for my brow
Jesus gonna be here
Be here soon
Well I'm just gonna wait here
I don't have to shout
I have no reason and
I have no doubt
I'm gonna get myself
Unfurled from this mortal coiled up world
Because Jesus gonna be here
Be here soon
I got to keep my eyes open
So I can see my Lord
I'm gonna watch the horizon
For a brand new Ford
I can hear Him rolling on down the lane
I said Hollywood be thy name
Jesus gonna be
Gonna be here soon
Well I've been faithful
And I've been so good
Except for drinking
But He new that I would
I'm gonna leave this place better
Than the way I found it was
And Jesus gonna be here
Be here soon
08 A Little Rain (03:00)
Outside the bar
Where a man with missing fingers
Plays a strange guitar
And the German dwarf
Dances with the butcher's son
And a little rain never hurt no one
They're dancing on the roof
And the ceiling's coming down
I sleep with my shovel and my leather gloves
A little trouble makes it worth the going
And a little rain never hurt no one
The world is round
And so I'll go around
You must risk something that matters
My hands are strong
I'll take any man here
If it's worth the going
It's worth the ride
She was 15 years old
And she never seen the ocean
She climbed into a van
With a vagabond
And the last thing she said
Was, "I love you mom."
And a little rain
Never hurt no one
And a little rain
Never hurt no one
09 In the Colosseum (04:52)
The women all control their men
With razors and with wrists
And the princess squeezes grape juice
On a torrid bloody kiss
What will you be wearing there
The lion or the raven hair?
The flesh will all be tearing
But the tail will be my own
In the colosseum, in the colosseum
In the colosseum tonight
In the colosseum, in the colosseum
In the colosseum tonight
This one's for the balcony
And this one's for the floor
As the senators decapitate
The presidential whore
The bald headed senators
Are splashing in the blood
The dogs are having someone
WHo is screaming in the mud
In the colosseum, in the colosseum
In the colosseum tonight
In the colosseum, in the colosseum
In the colosseum tonight
Now it's raining and it's pouring
On the pillaging and goring
The constable is swinging
From the chains
For the dead there is no story
No memory no blame
Their families shout blue murder
But tomorrow it's the same
In the colosseum, in the colosseum
In the colosseum tonight
In the colosseum, in the colosseum
In the colosseum tonight
A slowly acting poison
Will be given to the favorite one
THe dark horse will bring glory
To the jailer and his men
It's always much more sporting
When there's families in the pit
And the madness of the crowd
Is an epileptic fit
In the colosseum, in the colosseum
In the colosseum tonight
In the colosseum, in the colosseum
In the colosseum tonight
No justice here, no liberty
No reason, no blame
There's no cause to taint the sweetest taste of blood
And greetings from the nation
As we shake the hands of time
They're taking their ovations
The vultures stay behind
In the colosseum, in the colosseum
In the colosseum tonight
In the colosseum, in the colosseum
In the colosseum tonight
In the colosseum tonight
In the colosseum tonight
10 Goin' Out West (03:22)
Well I'm goin' out west
Where the wind blows tall
'Cause Tony Franciosa
Used to date my ma
They got some money out there
They're giving it away
I'm gonna do what I want
Do what I want
And I'm gonna get paid
Little brown sausages
Lying in the sand
I ain't no extra baby
I'm a leading man
Well my parole officer
Will be proud of me
With my Olds 88
And the devil on a leash
My Olds 88
And the devil on a leash
Well I know karate, Voodoo too
I'm gonna make myself available to you
I don't need no make up
I got real scars
I got hair on my chest
I look good without a shirt
Well I don't lose my composure
In a high speed chase
Well my friends think I'm ugly
I got a masculine face
I got some dragstrip courage
I can really drive a bed
I'm gonna change my name
To Hannibal or maybe
Just Rex
Change my name to Hannibal
Or maybe just Rex
I'm gonna drive all night
Take some speed
I'm gonna wait for the sun
To shine down on me
I cut a hole in my roof
In the shape of a heart
And I'm goin' out west
Where they'll appreciate me
Goin' out west
Goin' out west
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Di vonhesse
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