• Voto:
“Uh babe… I’ve drinkin’ too much wine…”.
Già me l’immagino David, seduto ad un tavolo che fissa la sua formosa interlocutrice. Che finge disperazione, che nega spudoratamente, cantandole di storie incredibili ed improbabili, che si inginocchia chiedendo perdono con la recitazione di un Ugo Pagliai anglosassone. Ed ho sempre avuto l’impressione che, soprattutto sui dischi più recenti, oramai i testi li ricalchi proprio da queste sue vicissitudini. Il buon David Coverdale ha sempre usato l’espressività di un latin-lover consumato, giocando su questa sua immagine come un rozzo pittore coi suoi soggetti. Date un’occhiata attenta al front del cd, osservando “la testa” del “Serpente Bianco”, racchiuso in una mela (il “frutto proibito”)... i doppi sensi si sprecano...
Questo “Come An' Get It” però, è un altro caposaldo del genere. Principalmente, devo precisare, perché il singer è coadiuvato da fior fior di giganti dell’hard rock. L’organetto di Jon Lord in primis, surclassa la carica rock di tutti gli altri componenti. D'altronde, assieme a Paice (che pure prende parte a questo lavoro), è uno dei Deep Purple storici. La classe, la si può ascoltare anche ad orecchie turate. “Come An' Get It” precede sia il periodo della girandola di musicisti che seguirà nella seconda metà degli anni ottanta, sia la svolta commerciale che Coverdale imporrà per conquistare il mercato d’oltre oceano. Questo è, insomma, proprio rock di vecchia scuola.
Si inizia in grande stile con la “titletrack”, in cui apprezziamo ancora un Jon Lord sugli scudi. Sull’incedere ritmato di “Don’t Break My Heart Again”, il cuore l’intelletto del sottoscritto se lo porta via. Di grande impatto le partiture delle chitarre, ed ovviamente l’interpretazione da “leone d’oro” di Coverdale. Stessa recitazione e stesso accompagnamento magistrale ce lo regalano “Lonely Days” e “Girl”. In ultimo menziono “Hit An’ Run”, vero e proprio inno al machismo, dai cori e dagli arpeggi decisamente accattivanti. “Nostalgia canaglia!” recitava un virtuoso e donnaiolo singer delle nostre parti... Addirittura i due chitarristi storici (Mickey Moody e Bernie Mardsen), per racimolare qualche spicciolo, formarono qualche anno fa una band clone: i The Snakes. E quei due furboni scovarono pure un cantante perfetto, così da rimpiazzare il posto vacante dietro il microfono (Jorn Lande, un vichingo norvegese dal timbro vocale molto simile a quello di Coverdale). Ma lasciate perdere, regalatevi gli originali.
Elenco tracce testi samples e video
02 Hot Stuff (03:22)
(Coverdale)
I'm ready for you,
Are you ready for me
I've got a burning heart,
It won't let me be
I feel the hunger, my spirit yearns,
I've got to feed the fever
Of a love that burns
I walk the street 'round midnight,
Looking for a little hot stuff,
I can't get enuff,
I just can't get enuff, hot stuff,
Hot stuff, hot stuff
I'm hard to handle,
Too hot to hold
I can't seem to satisfy
My heart an' soul
I need a woman to set me free,
A little Miss Understanding
To feel the need in me
I walk the street 'round midnight,
Looking for a little hot stuff,
I can't get enuff,
I just can't get enuff, hot stuff,
Can't get enuff, hot stuff,
I just can't get enuff, hot stuff,
Can't get enuff
I'm ready for you,
Are you ready for me
I've got a burning heart,
It won't let me be
I feel the hunger, my spirit yearns,
I've got to feed the fever
Of a love that burns
I walk the street 'round midnight
Looking for a little hot stuff,
I can't get enuff,
I just can't get enuff, hot stuff,
Can't get enuff, hot stuff,
Can't get enuff, hot stuff,
Hot stuff, hot stuff,
Hot stuff, hot stuff,
Hot stuff, hot stuff,
Hot stuff, hot stuff,
I just can't get enuff, hot stuff,
I just can't get enuff, hot stuff,
Can't get enuff, hot stuff,
I just can't get enuff, hot stuff
Hot stuff, can't get enuff hot stuff...
06 Child of Babylon (04:50)
(Coverdale/Marsden)
When I heard the sound of thunder
On the day that I was born,
I was blinded by the lighting
An' baptised in the storm
My father started crying
When he saw what he had done,
But, my mother started praying
Have mercy on my son,
He is a child of Babylon
I am a child of Babylon,
Lord have mercy on a wayward son
Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run
I am a child,
A child of Babylon
When I've fooled around so many times
When I've known it ain't been right,
But, I paint it all in colours
When it really should be black and white
I sail my ship through muddy waters,
Try to open every door,
When I saw the seven wonders
It left me wanting more
I am a child of Babylon,
Lord have mercy on a wayward son
Nowhere to hide, got no place to run
I am a child,
A child of Babylon
On my day of judgement
I know how it will be,
I'm prepared to meet my maker
With no hope for charity
I'll stand alone and pay the price
For everything I've done,
'Cos there ain't guardian angel
For a child of Babylon
I am a child,
A child of Babylon
I am a child of Babylon,
Lord have mercy on a wayward son
Nowhere to hide, got no place to run
I am a child,
A child of Babylon
Child of Babylon
07 Would I Lie to You (04:30)
(Coverdale/Marsden/Moody)
Hey girl, if you want me,
Come an' get me
Don't hang around
Or we could spend the night sleeping alone
If you could change your style, for a while,
An' look in my direction,
Tell me do I look the kind of guy
Who takes advantage of a women like you
Would I lie to you, would I lie to you
I would do anything that you want me too,
But, would I lie to you
Would I lie to you, would I lie to you
Baby, I would do anything that you want me too,
But, would I lie to, would I lie to, would I lie to you
Hey girl, if you need
Some love an' affection,
I'll whisper all the sweet, sweet nothings
I know you little girls like to hear
If you would change your mind
We could find a night of satin sheet action,
I promise I won't do anything
Baby, unless you wanted me to
Would I lie to you, would I lie to you
I would do anything that you want me too,
But, would I lie to you
Would I lie to you, would I lie to you
I would do anything that you want me too,
But, would I lie to, would I lie to, should I lie to you
I don't wanna sleep alone tonight,
After all you put me through.
I've spent the whole night searching
For a woman just like you.
Look in my eyes ... tell you lies
Then, baby, it's just because I want you to stay
Would I lie to you, would I lie to you
I would do anything that you want me too,
But, would I lie to you.
Would I lie to you, would I lie to you
Baby, I would do anything that you want me too,
But, would I lie to, would I lie to, would I lie to you...
09 Hit an' Run (03:21)
(Coverdale/Marsden/Moody)
I've never had a home sweet home life
An' I don't want a nine to five,
So many women I know
Think they can tie me down,
But, I will never let them take me alive
I hit an' run, hit an' run, hit an' run, hit an' run, hit an' run.
Now some women say they don't want nothing,
But a sweet talkin' bull of a man,
I've heard it before, I can't hear it no more
'Cos they all take whatever they can,
But, still I want a heartbreaker,
A love maker, a soul shaker,
A women who can turn me on,
For a just little hit an' run, hit an' run
She can be a love stealer,
A double dealer, a free wheeler
As long as she can turn me on
For just a little hit an' run,
A little bit of hit an' run
You can keep your lock and key
No ball and chain can harness me.
Take me home tonight,
Love and treat me right
But, in the morning you'll find me gone,
I hit an' run.
Hit an' run...
Carico i commenti... con calma
