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Kings of Convenience

2006-10-22T07:10:00.000-07:00

Un breve spunto per conoscere i Kings Of Convenience, senza troppi approfondimenti.
Una delle band che hanno spinto l'indie-pop attraverso alcuni pezzi e qualche commento sul gruppo che definisce il proprio nome come l'ammissione di una colpa: suonare con due chitarre acustiche e' piu' semplice che arrangiare troppi strumenti.
Non ce la sentiamo di fargliene una colpa, visti i risultati!

E' qui.

Testi:

Album: Quiet Is the New Loud
Anno: 2000
Canzone: Winning a Battle, Losing the War

Even though I'll never need her,
even though she's only giving me pain,
I'll be on my knees to feed her,
spend a day to make her smile again
Even though I'll never need her,
even though she's only giving me pain
As the world is soft around her,
leaving me with nothing to disdain.

---

Album: Quiet Is the New Loud
Anno: 2000
Canzone: I Don't Know What I Can Save You From

Even though I'm not her minder,
even though she doesn't want me around,
I am on my feet to find her,
to make sure that she is safe and sound.
Even though I'm not her minder,
even though she doesn't want me around,
I am on my feet to find her,
to make sure that she is safe from harm.

The sun sets on the war,
the day breaks and everything is new...

You called me after midnight
Must have been three years since we last spoke
I slowly tried to bring back
The image of your face from the memories so old
I tried so hard to follow
But didn't catch the half of what had gone wrong
Said "I don't know what I can save you from"
I don't know what I can save you from

I asked you to come over, and within half an hour
You were at my door
I had never really known you
But I realized that the one you were before
Had changed into somebody for whom
I wouldn't mind to put the kettle on
Still I don't know what I can save you from
I don't know what I can save you from

I don't know what I can save you from
I don't know what I can save you from
I don't know what I can save you from
I don't know what I can save you from

---

Album: Riot On an Empty Street
Anno: 2004
Canzone: Homesick

I'll lose some sales and my boss won't be happy
But I can't stop listening to the sound
Of two soft voices blended in perfection
From the reels of this record that I've found
Every day there's a boy in the mirror
Asking me "What are you doing here?"
Finding all my previous motives
Growing increasingly unclear

I've travelled far and I've burned all the bridges
I believed as soon as I hit land
All the other options held before me
Would wither in the light of my plan

So I'll lose some sales and my boss won't be happy
But there's only one thing on my mind
Sarching boxes underneath the counter
On a chance that on a tape I'd find

A song for
Someone who needs somewhere
To long for

Homesick
Cause I no longer know
Where home is

---

Album: Riot On an Empty Street
Anno: 2004
Canzone: I'd Rather Dance With You

I'd rather dance with you than talk with you
So why don't we just move into the other room
There's space for us to shake and hey, I like this tune
Even if I could hear what you said
I doubt my reply would be interesting for you to hear
Because I haven't read a single book all year
And the only film I saw, I didn't like it at all

I'd rather dance, I'd rather dance than talk with you
I'd rather dance, I'd rather dance than talk with you
I'd rather dance, I'd rather dance than talk with you

The music's too loud, and the noise from the crowd
Increases the chance of misinterpretation
So let your hips do the talking
I'll make you laugh by acting like the guy who sings
And you'll make me smile by really getting into the swing

Getting into the swing, getting into the swing
Getting into the swing, getting into the swing
Getting into the swing, getting into the swing
Getting into the swing, getting into the swing

I'd rather dance, I'd rather dance than talk with you
I'd rather dance, I'd rather dance than talk with you
I'd rather dance, I'd rather dance than talk with you

Il grande Johnny Cash

2006-10-08T16:52:00.000-07:00

Dopo parecchio silenzio, uno scorcio sul mitico Johnny Cash, osservato attraverso una serie di cover collezionate negli anni.

Ascoltare, per scoprire che non sempre chi scrive una canzone ne' e' anche il miglior interprete. Talvolta lo si trova in un uomo che ha fatto del country la propria ragion d'essere, tuttavia incanta suonando pezzi di U2, Nine Inch Nails, ed altri ancora.

Tributo a Mike Oldfield

2006-02-24T22:32:00.000-08:00

Omaggio a Mike Oldfield, attraverso una selezione di pezzi principalmente pop con un excursus sulla sua autentica e vera vena strumentale pre-new age. Eccolo qui.

In ricordo dei momenti stupendi spesi a scoprire la sua musica, attraverso gli LP in vinile dei primi anni '70 e primi anni '80 di mio fratello, ascoltati quando ancora non potevo guidare piu' di un cinquantino.

Commenti graditissimi come sempre!

Testi e riferimenti:

Una splendida raccolta dei testi di Oldfield si puo' trovare qui.
Riferimenti e note sulla discografia, con immagini delle copertine, spesso splendide, sono qui.
Qui una nota interessante su Five Miles Out
Il sito del fan club italiano di Oldfiled e' inoltre ricco di informazioni: ottima la raccolta dei testi con traduzione in Italiano a fronte, per godere a pieno della sua musica.

The Strokes

2006-01-18T22:06:00.000-08:00

L'anno nuovo ci regala una perla, il nuovo lavoro di un gruppo che meglio di molti simboleggia il concetto di Indie Pop-Rock.
Peccato che AllMusic non sia molto entusiasta di "First Impression Of Earth", degli Strokes... entriamo in polemica con un estratto di tre pezzi e molte parole di commento tecnico, per evitare nel piccolo che un ottimo lavoro venga sminuito da un'interpretazione superficiale.

Il parlato e' molto, piu' del solito: questo post e' da considerarsi un'analisi un po' tecnica del nuovo LP.
Per temi piu' personali e stringati ci sara' ancora spazio in futuro.

Ecco qui il lavoro.

A seguire, come al solito, i testi: val la pena di dargli almeno un'occhiata.

Artista: The Strokes
Album: First Impressions Of Heart
Anno: 2006
Titolo: You Only Live Once

Some people think they're always right
Others are quiet and uptight
Others they seem so very nice nice nice nice nice oh oh
Inside they might feel sad and wrong

Oh no
29 different attributes
And only 7 that you like, uh oh
20 ways to see the world, oh oh
Or 20 ways to start a fight

Oh don't dont don't
Get up
I can't see the sunshine
I'll be waiting for you baby
'Cause I'm through
Sit me down
Shut me up
I'll calm down
And I'll get along with you

Ooooooo-ooooo-ooooooh
A man don't notice what they got
Women think of that a lot
1000 ways to please your man oh oh
And neither one requires a plan
Countless odd religions too
It doesn't matter which you choose
One stubborn way to turn your back
This I've tried and now refused

Oh don't don't don't
Get up
I can't see the sunshine
I'll be waiting for you, baby
'Cause I'm through
Sit me down
Shut me up
I'll calm down
And I'll get along with you

Alright..
Shut me up
Shut me up up up up up
And I'll get along with you...

===

Artista: The Strokes
Album: First Impressions Of Heart
Anno: 2006
Titolo: On the Other Side

I'm tired of everyone I know
Of everyone I see
On the street
And on TV, yeah

On the other side
On the other side
Nobody's waiting for me
On the other side

I hate them all, I hate them all
I hate myself
For hating them
So drink some more
I'll love them all
I'll drink even more
I'll hate them even more than I did before

On the other side
On the other side
Nobody's waiting for me
On the other side

Here we go

I remember when you came
You told me how to sing
Now, it seems so far away
You told me how to sing

I'm tired of being so judgemental
Of everyone
I will not go to sleep
I will train my eyes to see
That my mind is this blood as a birch on a tree

On the other side
On the other side
I know what's waiting for me
On the other side

On the other side
On the other side
I know you're waiting for me
On the other side

===

Artista: The Strokes
Album: First Impressions Of Heart
Anno: 2006
Titolo: Ask Me Anything

Right, wrong, what to do?
Someday it will come to you
Hostile indians
We named our summer camp for you

I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say
I'm in utter dismay
I've got nothing to say

Harmless children
We named our soldiers after you
Don't be a coconut
God is trying to talk to you
We could drag it out
But that's for other bands to do

I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to give
Got no reason to live
But I will fight to survive
I've got nothing to hide
Wish I wasn't so shy

I'd like to watch
I'd like to read
I'd like a part
I'd like the lead

But
I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to say
I've got nothing to give
Got no reason to live
But I'll kill to survive
I've got nothing to hide
Wish I wasn't so shy

Solitudine perfetta

2006-01-04T17:14:00.000-08:00

Se non la si e' sperimentata a lungo e completamente, come capita con molte donne, non si arriva a disprezzarla davvero.
In grado di uccidere anche il coraggio di un dio, ma anche passaggio attraverso il quale trovare un nuovo punto di partenza.
O punto di arrivo, senza altro orizzonte se non la nebbia.
Sentiamo qualcosa in merito alla solitudine, qui.

I testi:

Artista: Catherine Wheel
Album: Happy Days
Anno: 1995
Titolo: Eat My Dust You Insensitive Fuck

I think I have the best of me
Inside my head
No one else competes with me
I think I'm great
Got spirit tucked away inside

I know the ghosts of angel notes to kiss
Everything I sing is part of this
Got honey brushed across my lips

I know, I know, I know, I know

If you can call this luck
If you can call this luck
If you can miss this much

Eat my dust you insensitive fuck
Eat my dust you insensitive fuck
Eat my dust

Artista: The Kings of Convenience
Album: Quiet Is the New Loud
Anno: 2000
Titolo: Toxic Girl

In the sky the birds are pulling rain
In your life a curse has got a name
Makes you lie awake all through the night
That's why

She's intoxicated by herself
Everyday she's seen with someone else
And every night she kisses someone new
Never you

You're waiting in the shadows for a chance
'cause you believe at heart, that if you can
Show to her what love is all about
She'll change

She'll talk to you with no one else around
But only if you're able to entertain her
The moment conversation stops she's gone
Again

Artista: Brian Eno
Album: Before and After Science
Anno: 1977
Titolo: By This River

Here we are
Stuck by this river
You and I
Underneath a sky that's ever falling down, down, down
Ever falling down

Through the day
As if on an ocean
Waiting here,
Always failing to remember why we came, came, came
I wonder why we came

You talk to me
as if from a distance
And I reply
With impressions chosen from another time, time, time
From another time

Sul Sogno

2005-12-06T16:59:00.000-08:00

E' giusto vivere nel Sogno o e' bene cercare una concretezza raggiungibile?
Tre pezzi Indie di diversa estrazione per tre differenti scorci.

I testi:

Artista: Jose Gonzalez
Album: Veneer
Anno: 2005
Titolo: Heartbeats

One night to be confused
One night to speed up truth
We had a promise made
Four hands and then away

Both under influence
We had divine scent
To know what to say
Mind is a razorblade

To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough for me

One night of magic rush
The start: a simple touch
One night to push and scream
And then relief

Ten days of perfect tunes
The colours red and blue
We had a promise made
We were in love

To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough for me

To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough...

And you, you knew the hand of a devil
And you kept us awake with wolves teeth
Sharing different heartbeats in one night

To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough for me

To call for hands of above
To lean on
Wouldn't be good enough.

===

Artista: The Kings Of Convenience
Album: Quiet Is The New Load
Anno: 2001
Titolo: I Don't Know What I Can Save You From

You called me after midnight
It must have been three years since we last spoke
I slowly tried to bring back
The image of your face
From the memories so old
I tried so hard to follow
But didn't catch a half of
What had gone wrong

Said "I don't know what I can save you from"
I don't know what I can save you from.

I asked you to come over
And within half an hour
You were at my door
I never really known you
But I realized that the one you were before
Had changed into somebody
For whom I wouldn't mind to
Put the kettle on

Still I don't know what I can save you from
I don't know what I can save you from

===

Artista: The Mountain Goats
Album: Tallahassee
Anno: 2002
Titolo: First Few Desperate Hours

Bad luck comes in from Tampa
Bad luck comes in from Tampa
On the back of a truck
Doing ninety up the interstate

We have bad dreams the night he rolls in
We have bad dreams the night he rolls in
And we try to keep our sprits high

But they flag and they wane
When the truck pulls up out front
In the light spring rain

And they sag like withering flowers
Let the good times roll on
Through these first few desperate hours

Yeah the driver drops his cargo at the curb
The driver drops his cargo at the curb
And the sun peeks in
Like a killer through the curtain

And when cloven hoof prints turn up in the garden
Yeah when cloven hoof prints turn up in the garden
We keep up the good fight
We keep our spirits light

But they draw like flies
And there's a stomach-churning shift
In the way the land lies

And they lean like towers
On a hillside, struggling to stand
Through these first few desperate hours
Yeah

The day after tomorrow

2005-12-03T10:29:00.000-08:00

Al secondo appuntamento con Basta Scrivere!
Tre pezzi, questa volta piu' vivaci.... ascoltateli e ricordate che i commenti sono graditi, critiche incluse, sono qui per sperimentare, e senza feedback... e' come guidare al buio!

Ecco i tre pezzi: Joe Strummer, gli Zebrahead e Springsteen: a voi il giudizio!

I testi:

Artista: Joe Strummer & The Mescaleros
Album: Streetcore
Anno: 2003
Testo: Silver and Gold

I'm gonna go out dancin' every night
I'm gonna see all the city lights
I'll do everything silver and gold
I got to hurry up before I grow too old

I'm gonna take a trip around the world
I'm gonna kiss all the pretty girls
I'll do everything silver and gold
And I got to hurry up before I grow too old

Oh I do a lotta things I know is wrong
Hope I'm forgiven before I'm gone
It'll take a lotta prayers to save my soul
And I got to hurry up before I grow too old

I'm gonna take a trip around the world
Gonna kiss all the pretty girls
Who do everything silver and gold
And I got to hurry up before I grow too old

I'm gonna go out dancin' every night
I'm gonna see all your city lights
I'm gonna do everything silver and gold
And I got to hurry up before I grow too old

===

Artista: Zebrahead
Album: Playmate Of The Year
Anno: 2003
Titolo: The Hell That Is My Life

Artista: Zebrahead
Album: Playmate Of The Year
Anno: 2003
Titolo: The Hell That Is My Life

I. I look but never touch.
She says I drink too much.
I only care about myself, sex, and the couch.
You. You light up my whole day.
Whenever you're away.
I'd love to say I've got you figured out.
No way.

If I get my hands on you, I would make you do all the things I
want you to.
And bend your will to mine, never hear you whine.
Everybody break out.
It's enough to shout, it's enough to shout.
It's enough, yeah it's enough.

[RITORNELLO]
She's callin', we're brawlin'.
This is the hell that is my life.
I'm laughing, she's crying.
This is the hell that is my, hell that is my life.

I. I feel the world revolves around me.
I take my one way street.
I only have one serious bone in my body.
You. You say you're not amused.
You love to hate me too.
You claim you wish you never got my name tattooed.

Now you got your hands on me.
And you can make me be, what you want me to be.
And slash away my will, still you're my only thrill.
Everybody break out.
It's enough to shout, it's enough to shout.
It's enough, yeah it's enough.

[RITORNELLO]

You. You say you're not amused.
You love to hate me too.
And now you tell your friends we're through . . . .
and never screwed.

I can take you so much more.
And you've got so much more in store.
So when you say your mom don't like me, I say that your momz a
whore.
Then you call me selfish pig and something small turns into
something big.
The more you shovel the more I dig.
The more you shovel and the more I dig.

She calls, we talk, I scream, she cries.
This is the hell that is my life.
She calls, we talk, I laugh, she tries.
This is the hell that is my.

[RITORNELLO]

===

Artista: Bruce Springsteen
Album: Born in the USA
Anno: 1984
Titolo: No Surrender

Well, we bursted out of class
Had to get away from those fools
We learned more from a 3-minute record, baby
Than we ever learned in school
Tonight I hear the neighborhood drummer sound
I can feel my heart begin to pound
You say you're tired and you just want to close your eyes
And follow your dreams down

Well, we made a promise we swore we'd always remember
No retreat, baby, no surrender
Like soldiers in the winter's night
With a vow to defend
No retreat, baby, no surrender

Well, now young faces grow sad and old
And hearts of fire grow cold
We swore blood brothers against the wind
Now I'm ready to grow young again
And hear your sister's voice calling us home
Across the open yards
Well maybe we'll cut someplace of our own
With these drums and these guitars

'Cause we made a promise we swore we'd always remember
No retreat, baby, no surrender
Blood brothers in the stormy night
With a vow to defend
No retreat, baby, no surrender

Now on the street tonight the lights grow dim
The walls of my room are closing in
There's a war outside still raging
You say it ain't ours anymore to win
I want to sleep beneath
Peaceful skies in my lover's bed
With a wide open country in my eyes
And these romantic dreams in my head

Once we made a promise we swore we'd always remember
No retreat, baby, no surrender
Blood brothers in a stormy night
With a vow to defend
No retreat, baby, no surrender

No retreat, baby, no surrender.

Revolution calling

2005-11-23T18:40:00.000-08:00

Guerra Eterna ha una voce. Ascoltatela!

Tre pezzi con qualche parola di commenti, passando dal Pop, dall'Alternative fino all'Indie di nicchia.

Per seguire il podcast regolarmente potete usare iTunes o Juice, i link sono a destra.