Resenha do álbum THE QUEEN IS DEAD da banda britânica THE SMITHS, escrita por Alceu Natali e publicado no site da Amazon dos EUA em 15/02/2009, com direito autoral protegido pela Lei 9610/98. O álbum inteiro pode ser ouvido no link abaixo do texto. Sem música, a vida seria um erro (Friedrich Nietzsche)
Meat Is Murder was my first close
encounter with the boys from Manchester and this MIM got me on my knees. I had
to know more about this next big thing. Not too long The Smiths fell into my
hands and whispered in my ears they were sort of skipping stages, like jumping
from a Please Please Me to A Hard Day's Night and then to a Rubber Soul and then
god only knows to what next. Too soon a rumor of an even better than the real
thing spread in my neighborhood on the grounds that it was an imported, hard to
find and priceless Hatful of Hollow. And I paid the price which turned out to be
an anticipated and expensive invitation to a big party celebrating the long
awaited death of the blue blood queen of Camelot. The party's treats and traits
included only caviar and vintage wine and lasted for a whole week, like in those
wedding parties in the old days of Cana in Palestine of the first century of the
common era. An inside out dressed guest at this Dead Queen party approached whom
he thought to be the bridegroom and said to him: Every man at the beginning sets
out the good wine, and when the guests have well drunk, then the inferior. You
have kept the good wine until
now. I think that guest was that Amazon Dot Com bloke who wrote a
review of this album stating that The Smiths are essentially a singles band. He
was drunken but I think he was right. After all, every Smiths album is great and
made of hit singles only or, as other blokes here commented a pop masterpiece that works as a collection
of singles as well as a unified album, an instant
classic with zero filler in sight. If you like good wine
like that one served at Cana 2,000 years ago, I recommend you to start with The Smiths, Meat is
Murder, Hatful of
Hollow, Louder Than Bombs and
Strangeways, Here We Come. Save this Dead Queen Label for a very special date, like your own
funeral, for instances! Long live Morrissey and Marrs! Melody and lyrics highlights: 1. The Queen Is Dead = Starting me up ferociously
= Prince Charles dressed in
his mother's bridal veil? , 2. Frankly, Mr. Shankly = Catchiness at its best = He is a flatulent pain in the
arse. 3. I Know It's
Over = depressing,´emo´
contagiously ballad = If you're so
funny, if you're so clever, If you're so very entertaining, If you're so very
good-looking, why do you sleep alone tonight? 4. Never Had No One
Ever = not arguably the
weakest track, or almost a sequel to the previous song as some say, but I agree
it is a kind of relief from the thunderous three opening tracks, memorably
gorgeous though = I had a really
bad dream, it lasted 20 years, 7 months, and 27 days. 5. Cemetry Gates = perfectly pop, folk-rockish, head sticking
song = Wilde is on Morressey´s
side, Keats and Yeats are on somebody else side (but on mine are Austen, Lessing and Woolf,
while Wilde, Keats and Yeats are on theirs, as I wrote in my ´Spectral
Mornings´), 6. Bigmouth Strikes
Again = terrific, powerful, it
is the pinball wizard of the album = Joan of Arc has a roman nose. 7. The Boy With the Thorn in His
Side = the most enchanting,
irresistible catchiness = Behind
the hatred there lies a murderous desire for love. 8. Vicar in a Tutu = ok, it is really just like ringo singing
maxwell's silver hammer on the white album, or any Keith Moon´s contribution to
a who album, lazy but not bad, not even a filler = Rose counts the money in the canister as
natural as rain he dances again; 9. There Is a Light That Never Goes
Out = hypnotic,
lovely sick and gorgeously sad =To die by your side is such a heavenly way
to die. 10. Some Girls Are Bigger Than Others = some blokes here dare to say it is the
weakest, my god, how can one make people realize what classics are like? = As Anthony said to Cleopatra, as he
opened a crate of ale.
