Nel panorama dei gruppi "sintetici" dei primi anni '80 gli svizzeri Yello si sono distinti quanto ad originalità e sperimentazione rispetto alla media dei colleghi. Il loro modo di suonare era una caricatura intelligente e raffinata della moda del periodo, un divertimento colto che dava forma a miniature frizzanti ed imprevedibili, lontane dalla monotonia e dalle pose pretenziose che imperversavano all'epoca.
Il "padrone" del progetto era Dieter Meier, un artista dedito a performance multimediali (molto in voga allora) che decise di scatenare la sua fantasia accompagnato da Boris Blanck al synth e Carlos Peron ai nastri.
L' avventura iniziò quindi con quest'esordio memorabile, che presenta subito il primo singolo estratto: la trascinante schizofrenia di "Bimbo". Il tono parodistico dell' operazione si intuisce sin dal titolo, una spremuta di gag elettroniche a ritmo sincopato creano un reggae devoluto e futurista, una versione caricaturale della meccanica robotica dei Kraftwerk.
L' ipnosi della successiva "Night Flanger" si eleva su di un ritornello epico, con note pungenti di chitarra che tratteggiano tutto il pezzo, speziandolo di psichedelia. Insomma un ibrido davvero riuscito. La loro forza era da ricercarsi proprio in questo coacervo di stili, frullati con estrema eleganza.
L'intro di batteria a mò di marcetta della frenetica "Bostich" (il secondo hit del disco) prelude ad un ritmo industrial-techno con echi di house (e siamo negli anni '80) udibili nei sample sullo sfondo. Un brano coinciso, quasi punk nella durata (2 minuti).
C'è spazio anche per le suggestioni spagnoleggianti su tappeto elettronico di "Blue Green", come se i Durutti Column incontrassero il secondo Klaus Schulze.
Definire questo lavoro, estroso ed intelligente, mi sembra quanto meno d'obbligo nei confronti di una formazione interessantssima, sicuramente distinguibile dal panorama commerciale più scialbo e inconsistente. Soprattutto oggi, a distanza di 25 anni, è facile scoprire quanto sia invecchiato meglio rispetto a molti suoi coetanei.
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01 Bimbo (03:39)
You think you're special
And you're a standard guy
I'm gonna tell you
You're nothing but a standard guy
You are a standard... standard...
It's the bimbo
Standard bimbo man
They call me the white white white white white white
White white bimbo man
Oh, hey I want her
I want shoes
Oh, so my head hurts
But make fun of blues
Oh, that music
I got the blues
Cash in my pocket
Don't want to lose
I... I... I try so hard
Let me be smart
Look at myself in the window of a glass door
Look in my eyes
Look at myself in the window of a toy store
Wink at the size
Never ever gonna be
Never ever gonna be
Never ever gonna be
Staring at her until the end
Special lie, my only friend
That's so hard for me to take
Silly to work around the thing
Bimbo, bimbo, oh it's sad
It drives me mad This is bimbo man
Oh, oh, it's sad B-b-b-b-b b-b-b-b-b b-b-b-b-bimbo
It drives me mad Why bimbo man
Oh, oh, it's sad Why it's the bimbo, standard bimbo
It drives me mad Why it's the bimbo man
Oh, oh, it's sad Why it's the bimbo, standard bimbo
It drives me mad Why it's the bimbo man
Special, and silly wanna be
Standard, oh what a silly me
You're really special, that you don't wanna be
You're standard, firm set in your silly ways
Look at myself in the window of a drug door
Wink at the size
Look at myself in the window of a toy store
Look in my eyes
Never ever gonna be
I wear a white hat Bimbo, bimbo, he's hip
White gloves I choose Bimbo, bimbo man
I saw her dance Bimbo, bimbo
Not for the blues He's the bimbo man
I... Bimbo, bimbo, b-b-b-b-bimbo
Don't want to be He's the bimbo man
The standard guy Bimbo, bimbo, b-b-b-b-bimbo
The standard guy He's the bimbo man
Standard guy
Look at myself in the window of a glass door
Wink out the size
Look at myself in the window of a toy store
Look in my eyes
Never ever gonna be
I hear hip music Bimbo, bimbo, he's a bimbo
Ain't got the blues Bimbo, bimbo man
Fist in my pocket Why it's the bimbo, why it's the bimbo
Don't want to lose Bimbo, bimbo man
I... I... Standard bimbo, why it's the bimbo
Try so hard Bimbo, bimbo man
Oh please, oh please, Why it's the bimbo, bimbo, bimbo
I wanna be smart... smart Bimbo, bimbo man
04 Downtown Samba (02:38)
This one's called
Now for you
Downtown samba
Canal Street's where we dance
We do the rhumba, samba
The city's hot, we're almost naked
It's a scandal
Night's still young
We do the samba with the congo warrior
Downtown samba (2x)
Hey you over there
You shouldn't dance alone
Watch me come on closer
Cause I am the one
To dance with you
All night long
I'm dancing like a mambo
Go go go for sambo
Dancing, dancing, dancing
Tango
Over there, mister
Come see, you'll see
So dance the tango, tango
07 Assistant's Cry (01:49)
From time to time they cry
Only if you know why
Here they go
A hundred thousand people
Walking down the streets
Trying to protect their dream
Following their feet
They're busy, lost
Can't find anyone
They're looking for a disguise
And the stars could come
No more!
No tears
Just cries, and fears
I don't believe it
Look at them
I really can't believe it
Look at them
They're fucking crazy
Hey! Just... Ha ha ha ha!
I can't believe it
Look at them
All right, all right
All right folks
This was today's show time
And now go home!
See you tomorrow
Same time, same place
Take care
08 Bostich (02:14)
Chorus:
Standing at the machine every day for all my life
I'm used to do it and I need it
It's the only thing I want
It's just a rush, push, cash
(chorus)
Standing at the machine every day for all my life
I'm used to do it and I need it
It's the only thing I want
It's just a rush, push, cash
Rush, push, rush, push, rush, push, rush, push
Standing at the machine every day for all my life
I'm used to do it and I need it
It's the only thing I want
11 Blue Green (05:28)
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12 Eternal Legs (04:08)
Across the space
We fly around the world
For years... years... years... years...
We're out of control
Inside an iron ball
Desire
Chorus:
We see the moon
A color ball
We won't be free again
No choice
An iron box
Electric brain release
Away... away... away... away
A piece of steel
That's all we ever feel
No pain
(chorus)
Desire
We see the moon
A color ball
We won't be free again
13 Stanztrigger (02:56)
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14 Bananas to the Beat (03:05)
Chorus:
I go bananas
Bananas to the beat
Le le lee
I mono wayso jambo pe janga poje
Onte myo sobo jo maame jauo peijosau
Kokonipi jao sobo jambo, jambo pomi peso
(chorus)
Kokonipi ous tonko jado jo mousi nindu pou
O seeke ambo pelai kokonipi nai
Kokonipi ous, stono ambou
(chorus)
Eo-o show me ambo jambo, jaambo jomo jo eethu eat
(chorus)
Wojo bomo eso i jo pande beo bou
Sobo i jo postiau do peeta
(chorus)
Mo le le o posi jambo mo le le kompie
Bo le le, bo le le
(chorus)
I go banaanas, wo jo sombi jedo
Bananas to the beat, kwanto be pe io
To the beat
To the beat, cos lobo lobo le jo
To the beat
Bananas to the beat, e jo sambi ebo jo ame
Bananas to the beat
Bananas to the beat, wa pe o sio beo pe tojovlo peo
Bananas to the beat (3x)
Bananas to the beat, kokonipi oso pai
Bananas to the beat (3x)
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