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Rating: In 1982, Rettore, returning from a trip to London (it was the time of the Falklands War), raises the stakes and prepares the fourth album in four years: this time it's the turn of "Kamikaze rock 'n' roll suicide", a concept album that deals with kamikaze, suicide, and Japanese culture. Precisely because of the extreme avant-garde themes, the album, which was meant to immediately soar to the top of the charts, achieved less success than its predecessors and had to settle for the top ten. The album was nonetheless released in Japan, France, and Germany, where it achieved tremendous success.
Perhaps Italy wasn't used to hearing about suicide in music (albeit in an ironic way), or at least not in hit parade music, but what emerges right from the first listen is that the album is much more structured than the previous ones, both musically and lyrically.
The album also includes a small dictionary of the most important terms in Japanese philosophy (Kamikaze, Karakiri, Kaishaku, and Bushido).
"Kamikaze rock'n'roll suicide" is, however, first and foremost, the album of "Lamette", the summer single that Rettore introduces with a perfect kamikaze look; words like '‘Give me a blade to cut your veins, I hurt you less than a kidney transplant’' may not be exactly hit parade material, yet they are on everyone's lips, and the song is one of the most played on radio and television.
The most successful tracks, aside from Lamette, are the title track "Kamikaze rock 'n' roll suicide", "conceived in the belly of a samurai, its target never misses, yellow cat tell me how many lives you have. Kamikaze Rock'n'roll suicide is not hate or courage, perhaps it's just anger and the prey is already mine Kamikaze rock 'n' roll suicide!", "Karakiri" "For Buddha or for Bushido, either win or die, for all my soldiers either win or die. I wish to escape, but the peaches are in bloom, the hand trembles, Kaishaku waits for me, and this land already vomits prayers, I hear a cry behind me: Aheee! Karakiri!", "Sayonara" "I trust in fight and in war, the challenge and the alliance excite me, and in attack my head is empty, I daze myself with hatred and caution, and I have no memory of wisdom, I live on conquests and battles while my wife polishes medals, those who are content to fish for shells do not have my noise of scrap metal in their blood, in my abdomen, I have a powder keg, and now it's time for me to go SAYONARA! I have sown widows and torments, laments over lovers' beds, those who are content to fish for shells do not have my noise of scrap metal in their blood, in my abdomen, I have a powder keg, cannons already thunder ...SAYONARA!", "Oblio", an absolutely unusual piece for a pop album, and "Giulietta", who prepares for suicide after Romeo’s death, only piano and voice, the last song of the album, sealing a record that, perhaps because ahead of its time, was not understood as it should have been. And that's a huge shame.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
05 Lamette (02:47)
Dammi una lametta che mi taglio le vene
(ploloploploploploploplo)
Diventa bieca questa notte da falene
(ploloploploploploploplo)
Promette bene, sì, promette tanto bene
Ma... gimme, gimme, gimme!
Ma... gimme, gimme, gimme!
Ma... gimme, gimme, gimme!
Ma dammi una lametta che mi taglio le vene.
Dammi una lametta che ti taglio le vene
(ploloploploploploploplo)
Ti faccio meno male del trapianto del rene
(ploloploploploploploplo)
Ti voglio bene, sì, ti voglio tanto bene
Ma... gimme, gimme, gimme!
Ma... gimme, gimme, gimme!
Ma... gimme, gimme, gimme!
Ma dammi una lametta che mi schioppo le vene.
Parlo già da sola
E disegno nell'aria
Certo, ho un po' peccato, ma che goduria!
Mi gioco tutto con candore e furia...
E allora stop!
Senti come affetta questa lametta...
Da destra verso il centro, zap!
Dall'alto verso il basso, zip!
Che gusto, che innesto!
Gimme, gimme, gimme! (repeats)
E allora stop!
Senti come taglia questa canaglia...
Ma che poltiglia!
Gimme, gimme, gimme! (repeats)
E allora stop!
Vivere in fretta!
Prendere al volo!
Tutto conviene!
Dammi, dammi, dammi, dammi...
Dammi una lametta che mi taglio le vene
(ploloploploploploploplo)
Mi faccio meno male del trapianto del rene
(ploloploploploploploplo)
Mi voglio bene, sì, mi voglio tanto bene
Ma... gimme, gimme, gimme!
Ma... gimme, gimme, gimme!
Ma... gimme, gimme, gimme!
Ma-gimme... ma-gimme...
Dammi una lametta che...
(dammi una lametta che...)
Dammi una lametta che mi sgaro le veneeeee.........
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