LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: I'M JIM MORRISON I'M DEAD/MOGWAI

ALBUM: THE HAWK IS HOWLING (2008)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: HAROLD AND JOE/THE CURE

Nothing ever gets in my way
Nothing ever gets on my mind
Nothing ever makes me stop to think about
Nothing of the kind
Nothing ever loses me sleep
Nothing ever wins my heart
Nothing ever makes me want to sing along
And nothing makes me want to start

If I'm falling down a mountain
Then I pick myself up
If I crash into an iceberg
I don't give a frightful look around
If I am burning then I put myself out
I'm so completely full
I scare the world
Oh all the world
All inside out
Just look around

Nothing ever puts me out
Nothing ever pulls me in
Nothing ever makes me want to jump
And nothing makes me want to begin
Nothing ever gets me down
Nothing ever gets me uptight
And nothing ever makes me run around
And nothing makes me feel I might

If I'm hanging from a peach tree
Then I cut myself down
And if I look into the sun
I just turn up the sound
And if I swallow deathcap loverooms
Then I spit them right out
I'm so completely full
I scare the world
Yeah all the world
Inside out

Nothing ever gets in my way
Nothing ever gets on my mind
Nothing ever makes me stop to think about
Nothing of the kind

Harold and Joe
Go, go, go
Sing birds sing

ALBUM: NEVER ENOUGH (SINGLE) (1990)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: TRANSMISSION/JOY DIVISION

Radio, live transmission
Radio, live transmission

Listen to the silence, let it ring on
Eyes, dark grey lenses frightened of the sun
We would have a fine time living in the night
Left to blind destruction
Waiting for our sight

And we would go on as though nothing was wrong
And hide from these days we remained all alone
Staying in the same place, just staying out the time
Touching from a distance
Further all the time

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio

Well I could call out when the going gets tough
The things that we've learnt are no longer enough
No language, just sound, that's all we need know, to synchronise
Love to the beat of the show

And we could dance

Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio
Dance, dance, dance, dance, dance, to the radio

ALBUM: ATMOSPHERE (1980)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: THE SEVENTH STRANGER/DURAN DURAN

Those words are all remainders
Echos growing in the heart of twilight
They lay back laughing at naivety's star
Awaken all those whispers
The dusty shadow of a passing favour
I wouldn't say that you were ruthless or right
I couldn't see from so far
Was I chasing after rainbows?
One thing for sure you never answered when I called
And I wiped away the water from my face
To look through the eyes of a stranger

For rumours in the wake of such a lonely crowd
Trading in my shelter for danger
I'm changing my name just as the sun goes down
In the eyes of the stranger

Can't tell the real from reflections
When all these faces look the same to me
In every city such a desolate dream
Some days are strange to number
Some say the seventh sounds a little bit stranger
A year of Sundays seems to have drifted right by
I could have sworn in one evening
And I'm not seized in desperation
No steel reproaches on the table from before
But I still can feel those splinters of ice
I look through the eyes of a stranger

For rumours in the wake of such a lonely crowd
Trading in my shelter for danger
I'm changing my name just as the sun goes down
In the eyes of the stranger

I must be chasing after rainbows
One thing for sure you never answer when I call
And I wipe away the water from my face
To look through the eyes of a stranger

For rumours in the wake of such a lonely crowd
Trading in my shelter for danger
I'm changing my name just as the sun goes down
Walking away like a stranger
For rumours in the wake of such a lonely crowd
Trading in my shelter for danger
I'm changing my name just as the sun goes down
In the eyes of the stranger

In the eyes of the stranger

ALBUM: SEVEN AND THE RAGGED TIGER (1983)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: HELP I'M ALIVE/METRIC

I tremble
They're gonna eat me alive
If I stumble
They're gonna eat me alive

Can you hear my heart
Beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer

Help, I'm alive
My heart keeps beating like a hammer
Hard to be solved
Tough to be tender
Come take my pulse
The pace is on runaway train
Help I'm alive, my heart keeps
Beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer

If we're still alive
My regrets are few
If my life is mine
What shouldn't I do?
I get wherever I'm going
I get whatever I need
While my blood's still flowing
And my heart's still
Beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer

Help, I'm alive
My heart keeps beating like a hammer
Hard to be solved
Tough to be tender
Come take my pulse
The pace is on runaway train
Help I'm alive, my heart keeps
Beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer

If we're still alive
My regrets are few
If my life is mine
What shouldn't I do?
I get wherever I'm going
I get whatever I need
While my blood's still flowing
And my heart's still
Beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer
Beating like a hammer

(2008)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: THE NEXT LIFE/SUEDE

See you in your next life when we'll fly away for good
Stars in our own car we can drive away from here

Far away, so far away, down to Worthing and work there
Far away, we'll go far away and flog ice creams til the company's on its knees

See you in your next life when we'll fly away for good

ALBUM: SUEDE (1993)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: INSTANT KARMA/JOHN LENNON

Instant Karma's gonna get you
Gonna knock you right on the head
You better get yourself together
Pretty soon you're gonna be dead
What in the world you thinking of
Laughing in the face of love
What on earth you tryin' to do
It's up to you, yeah you

Instant Karma's gonna get you
Gonna look you right in the face
Better get yourself together darlin'
Join the human race
How in the world you gonna see
Laughin' at fools like me
Who in the hell d'you think you are
A super star
Well, right you are

Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Well we all shine on
Ev'ryone come on

Instant Karma's gonna get you
Gonna knock you off your feet
Better recognize your brothers
Ev'ryone you meet
Why in the world are we here
Surely not to live in pain and fear
Why on earth are you there
When you're ev'rywhere
Come and get your share

Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Yeah we all shine on
Come on and on and on on on
Yeah yeah, alright, uh huh, ah

Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Yeah we all shine on
On and on and on on and on

Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Well we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun
Yeah we all shine on
Like the moon and the stars and the sun

ALBUM: SHAVED FISH (1975)

CONCERTI: CLINIC/INIT/ROMA

I Clinic sono precisi, lineari. Chirurgici. Fanno il loro ingresso nella sala (operatoria per l'occasione) dell'Init, in divisa da infermiere, dottore, o killer seriale, fate un po' voi, ma l'effetto è comunque di grande impatto oculare. Per il resto, sul palco, oltre ai medici ed all'apparato strumentale, non c'è nulla. Il dosaggio minimo indispensabile. La visita della band di Liverpool comincia tardi, come un turno di notte all'ospedale, e dura giusto un'oretta (un intervento di routine, si dirà poi), lasciando tuttavia benefici effetti nella mente: filtrata dalla mascherina di protezione, la voce di Ade Blackburn assume una connotazione lieve, flebile, e terapeutica, mentre il mix di sonorità tradizionali e sperimentali amplifica lo spettro musicale, che si estende senza alcuna controindicazione dai pezzi più intimisti (Corpus Christi) a quelli post-punk (Shopping Bag). E così, poco dopo aver recuperato una vecchia cartella dall'archivio (Walking With Thee), i Clinic, come un'allucinazione, svaniscono nel nulla. L'effetto dell'anestesia è appena finito, ma compaiono già i primi postumi del trattamento: il riff introduttivo di Free Not Free, come un farmaco che non ne vuole sapere di essere eliminato dall'organismo, rimane in circolo... Forse è il caso di fare un controllo.

CLINIC/INIT/ROMA, 15 GENNAIO 2009

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: FREE NOT FREE/CLINIC

From the front to in the backyard
Someone fronted on the war tales
When the home is in the mirror
When the home is in the big smile

Give it learning
Cap out share it
See it all before your eyes
Sup it
Cup it
Pity poor
Free not free
A belly full of glee
You live here for your own
And make it known

See yourself outside your skin
See yourself outside you for miles
When the hoax is in the mirror
When the hoax is in the big smile

Give it learning
Cap out share it
See it all before your eyes
Sup it
Cup it
Pity poor
Free not free
A belly full of glee
You live here for your own
And make it known

Give it learning
Cap out share it
See it all before your eyes
Sup it
Cup it
Pity poor
Free not free
A belly full of glee
You live here for your own
And make it known
We'll make it known
We'll make it known
We'll make it...

ALBUM: DO IT! (2008)

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: SÆGLÓPUR/SIGUR RÓS

Á lífi
Kominn heim
Sæglópur
Á lífi
Kominn heim
það kemur kafari


(Perso nel mare)

Sopravvissuto
Torna a casa
Perso nel mare
Sopravvissuto
Torna a casa
Arriva un tuffatore

ALBUM: TAKK... (2005)

ASCOLTI: YEARS OF REFUSAL/MORRISSEY

SOMETHING IS SQUEEZING MY SKULL

Catturato e messo in rete a tempo di record, parecchi giorni prima dell'uscita ufficiale, prevista tra un mese, arriva il nuovo lavoro di Morrissey, Years Of Refusal. La prima, immediata e piacevole sensazione è che si tratti di un album deciso, a tratti molto veloce e dalla grande personalità, e non una semplice operazione di riciclaggio artistico. Un disco nuovo, a tutti gli effetti, insomma. Brani come Something Is Squeezing My Skull, Mama Lay Softly On The Riverbed e When Last I Spoke To Carol testimoniano, se mai ce ne fosse bisogno, quanto Moz abbia ispirato, negli anni, odierne realtà importanti come Kaiser Chiefs e The Last Shadow Puppets. E se la breve e divertente That's How People Grow Up fa il verso al vocal metal, You Were Good In Your Time rivela tutta la classe dell'ex leader degli Smiths. Davvero una bella sorpresa, ritrovare Morrissey ancora così in forma.

YEARS OF REFUSAL/MORRISSEY

LA CANZONE DEL GIORNO: VICIOUS TRADITIONS/THE VEILS

I'd pull my weight if it made any difference
He gave his life for the nine million others
But on his graves written here lies Joseph
His countrys gun and innocent soldier

Fight your way out of this one

He grew a blood red vision for all their good intentions
He made an easy million from a foreign investment
He danced with the devils in beautiful buildings
Affirmative action for a useful reunion

Hed change his name if it made any difference
Now hes waiting in line for the lasting confession
But on his graves written here lies our son Joseph
His countrys gun and innocent soldier

Well fight your way out of this one
Fight your way out of this one

ALBUM: THE RUNAWAY FOUND (2004)