Ve li devo presentare? Vi devo presentare i Tool, ovvero il fenomeno losangelino dell'alternative progressive rock americano? Più che spiegarvi la genesi di una delle band stilisticamente e umanamente più costanti del firmamento prog d'oltreoceano (in più di 15 anni di carriera, la formazione è rimasta pressoché invariata, non fosse per il primo bassista che ha registrato Opiate e Undertow), preferirei concentrarmi sull'ultima fase della sua carriera. Premetto che sono un grande estimatore di Lateralus, a parer mio, l'opera più granitica, matura e completa della band. Se tu, che stai leggendo, sei il "solito fan dei Tool che dopo Aenima non ha più trovato ragioni valide per ascoltarli", allora fai due cose: smetti di leggere e vai ad ascoltare per la bilionesima volta 46&2, magari nella convinzione che il giro di basso sia il più pesissimissimisssimissimo della cazzostoria del progressive rock. Cheppalle. Ecco, se sei invece uno di quelli che ha ascoltato Lateralus lasciandolo decantare in testa negli anni, per arrivare poi alla conclusione che tale album, al contrario di Aenima, potrà essere ascoltato dai nostri figli (quelli appassionati di musica) senza far loro storcere il naso e senza farsi classificare come "l'ennesimo polpettone didascalico anni '90", allora seguimi, perché sarai d'accordo con me nel concludere che, con 10.000 days, i Tool (e non ci son cazzi che tengano) hanno cacato fuori dalla tazza.
TECHNICAL
I think this one is the most technical of Tool, but growth rate did not appear to be beneficial for technical band. The display of odd time signatures and rhythms tighter does not give the songs more pathos and fancy embossed tape from training too often proves unrealistic. Guitarist Adam has certainly achieved notoriety thanks to his guitar prowess, we're not even take the piss, VA. The problem is that the poverty of his compositions, this time sought the cages and when he tries to give depth to the pieces by adding notes and not feeling (to quote my friend Santu), all reeks of subterfuge.
Rating: 6
CREATIVITY '
And here I am pain. But intestinal pain, because when a band autoplagia, the effect of "scraping the bottom of the barrel" is inevitable and the listener (especially after an outlay of a few tens of euro) rightly s'incazza. 5 years of waiting we served up e. .. ste Merdin pieces? Come on, line, eccheccazzo. Massa, Massa, is pricey Vicarious, The Pot also (apart from trills to Chris Cornell Maynard 1994, which pulls a lot out of the hat), but the tantric shamanic chants fill-album I'm not going to suck just as much the cavalcatone rockettone Rosetta Stoned style bad guy, who does not even have the original title. It 's true, Danny Carey, as always, carries out his job with skill and professionalism but also that he lacks transportation, visceral had great tools in their youth. The truth is that all older, but not all maintain the creative freshness of a Steve Wilson.
Rating: 4.5
CARISMA
If anything remains, it is the charisma, though this time is more evocative and less caciarone. The latest live from the sports hall are proof, with their sweaty crowd, their heads swaying and uncritical, the reverberations of the ruling that prevents a clear distinction between pieces, Maynard increasingly distant from the public, but the other three more companions. It seems that the tools are now the Oasis of prog, or a quartet of wannabe messiah fucking believe that to bring light into a desolate wasteland of music (which, according to them, it would be ... if the current rock scene, sti cocks) and instead compose the music as usual forties who claim to still have 20 years. It's a pity, because the aura of infallibility of the band has been compromised and the magic that surrounds it is partly gone. Steve, intervene and puniscili with the next album of Porcupine Tree, as it shows how good they make music their forties (pinkies and index to the sky).
Rating: 6.2
CONCLUSIONS
days was 10,000 be the definitive album of the maturity, the last stage of evolution that did not stop from Undertow, the catharsis of sound, the last stage of aesthetics and instead is a tool cagatina. Not a disaster, but certainly one Palletta of goat dung, worth some listening and a little more skeptical. If it was not composed of Tool, I would have been more lenient, but we want to do, has become a personal matter.
Rating: 5
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