Banda Hipnotize: dezembro 2010

Sei que prometi um post com a retrospectiva de 2010 do Hipnotize, mas hoje a data pediu este.

Há muito tempo atrás, quando comecei a escutar rock and roll, um dos primeiros discos que rodaram sem parar na minha vitrola foi o 2112 do RUSH.

Quarto disco da banda canadense, vinha, junto com o Rush 1, o Fly By Night e o Caress of Steel e posteriormente o A Farewell to Kings (mais light) e Hemispheres, formar a fase hard dessa banda que virou um ícone da mescla do proto-heavy com o progressivo.

Incontáveis dias e noites, os acordes da 355 do Alex Lifeson, do Rickenbacker de Geddy Lee e da pegada matadora do Neil Peart iam construindo na minha mente um senso musical altamente intrincado que, mais tarde, me possibilitou enveredar por paragens complexas do progressivo e de outros estilos fora do convencional.

Vou falar aqui da música título do disco, sem comentar as outras 5 que compõe a obra.

A estória da música 2112, com suas sete partes, é mais ou menos assim:

No ano de 2062, o resultado de uma guerra em toda a galáxia é a união de todos os planetas sob o domínio da Estrela Vermelha da Federação Solar. Os mundos são controlados pelos sacerdotes dos Templos de Syrinx, que determinam toda a matéria de leitura, músicas, fotos ... tudo relacionado com a vida durante o ano de 2112 ("The Temples of Syrinx").
Em meio a esta vida da linha de montagem, um homem descobre em uma caverna atrás de uma cachoeira, o que já foi conhecido, anos antes, como um violão ("Discovery").

Este homem começa a tocar as cordas e girar os botões, descobrindo que ele pode fazer suas próprias músicas - uma música muito diferente da fornecida pelos Templos.

Ele corre para contar aos sacerdotes sobre sua descoberta ("Presentation"), mas para o desânimo do homem, os sacerdotes destróem o instrumento, dizendo que não se encaixa no plano da Federação Solar.
O homem volta à caverna na qual ele encontrou o violão e, durante um sonho, é levado por um Oráculo a uma "terra estranha e maravilhosa (" Oracle: The Dream "), onde a " Raça Antiga”, que “deixou nosso planeta há muito tempo”, foi obrigada a construir a nova civilização depois de ser derrotada pelos Sacerdotes.

O protagonista descobre que a Raça Antiga ainda está esperando para voltar e ter poder sobre os Sacerdotes novamente.

Ao acordar, ele não consegue acreditar que tudo aquilo foi um sonho. A beleza percebida ainda era real para ele.
Ele permanece na caverna durante vários dias, tornando-se cada vez mais deprimido com cada hora que passa ("Soliloquy").
O homem decide que ele não pode continuar vivendo aquela vida sem sentido como parte da Federação e resolve tirar o prórpia vida. Quando ele morre, outra batalha planetária começa ("Grand Finale"), terminando em um fim ambíguo onde ouve-se uma voz anunciando: "Atenção todos os planetas da Federação Solar: Nós assumimos o controle”.

Essa história galática tocou em meus ouvidos anos seguidos sem que eu tivesse a idéia total do que ela estava falando.

Hoje, mais de 20 anos depois de ter escutado pela primeira vez o 2112, neste dia 21/12/2010, entendo que, pra muito além da própria música, ela, por si só, já cheia de complexidades e de personalidade, Neil Peart como letrista e seus parceiros de banda conseguiram construir uma obra de arte cheia de poesia e de significados profundos, contando, cantando e tocando com maestria sobre questões eternas da psiquê humana e dos seus relacionamentos.

Neste dias de hoje onde o 21/12 ganha ares proféticos de fim do mundo (em 2012, dizem), o Twenty-One-Twelve do Rush ainda encanta e seduz, agora, pra mim, com mais significado do que nunca.

Pra quem quiser, rola baixar o disco daqui: Rush - 2112

E pra absorver a construção poética da letra de Neil Peart, vai a música em inglês, com um pequeno texto de introdução antes de cada parte, ambientando ainda mais a história:

I lie awake, staring out at the bleakness of Megadon. City and sky become one, merging into a single plane, a vast sea of unbroken grey. The Twin Moons, just two pale orbs as they trace their way across the steely sky. I used to think I had a pretty good life here, just plugging into my machine for the day, then watching Templevision or reading a Temple Paper in the evening.

"My friend Jon always said it was nicer here than under the atmospheric domes of the Outer Planets. We have had peace since 2062, when the surviving planets were banded together under the Red Star of the Solar Federation. The less fortunate gave us a few new moons.
I believed what I was told. I thought it was a good life, I thought I was happy. Then I found something that changed it all..."

I. Overture

And the meek shall inherit the earth...

II. Temples of Syrinx

... "The massive grey walls of the Temples rise from the heart of every Federation city. I have always been awed by them, to think that every single facet of every life is regulated and directed from within! Our books, our music, our work and play are all looked after by the benevolent wisdom of the priests..."

We've taken care of everything
The words you hear, the songs you sing
The pictures that give pleasure to your eyes.
It's one for all and all for one
We work together, common sons
Never need to wonder how or why.

We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls.
We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx
All the gifts of life are held within our walls.

Look around at this world we've made
Equality our stock in trade
Come and join the Brotherhood of Man
Oh, what a nice, contented world
Let the banners be unfurled
Hold the Red Star proudly high in hand.

We are the Priests of the Temples of Syrinx
Our great computers fill the hallowed halls.
We are the Priests, of the Temples of Syrinx
All the gifts of life are held within our walls.

III. Discovery

... "Behind my beloved waterfall, in the little room that was hidden beneath the cave, I found it. I brushed away the dust of the years, and picked it up, holding it reverently in my hands. I had no idea what it might be, but it was beautiful" ...

... "I learned to lay my fingers across the wires, and to turn the keys to make them sound differently. As I struck the wires with my other hand, I produced my first harmonious sounds, and soon my own music! How different it could be from the music of the Temples! I can't wait to tell the priests about it! ..."

What can this strange device be?
When I touch it, it gives forth a sound
It's got wires that vibrate and give music
What can this thing be that I found?

See how it sings like a sad heart
And joyously screams out its pain
Sounds that build high like a mountain
Or notes that fall gently like rain.

I can't wait to share this new wonder
The people will all see its light
Let them all make their own music
The Priests praise my name on this night.

IV. Presentation

... "In the sudden silence as I finished playing, I looked up to a circle of grim, expressionless faces. Father Brown rose to his feet, and his somnolent voice echoed throughout the silent Temple Hall." ...

... "Instead of the grateful joy that I expected, they were words of quiet rejection! Instead of praise, sullen dismissal. I watched in shock and horror as Father Brown ground my precious instrument to splinters beneath his feet..."

I know it's most unusual
To come before you so
But I've found an ancient miracle
I thought that you should know
Listen to my music
And hear what it can do
There's something here as strong as life
I know that it will reach you.

Yes, we know, it's nothing new
It's just a waste of time
We have no need for ancient ways
Our world is doing fine
Another toy will help destroy
The elder race of man
Forget about your silly whim
It doesn't fit the plan.

I can't believe you're saying
These things just can't be true
Our world could use this beauty
Just think what we might do.
Listen to my music
And hear what it can do
There's something here as strong as life
I know that it will reach you.

Don't annoy us further!
We have our work to do.
Just think about the average
What use have they for you?
Another toy will help destroy
The elder race of man
Forget about your silly whim
It doesn't fit the Plan!

V. Oracle: The Dream

... "I guess it was a dream, but even now it all seems so vivid to me. Clearly yet I see the beckoning hand of the oracle as he stood at the summit of the staircase" ...

... "I see still the incredible beauty of the sculptured cities and the pure spirit of man revealed in the lives and works of this world. I was overwhelmed by both wonder and understanding as I saw a completely different way to life, a way that had been crushed by the Federation long ago. I saw now how meaningless life had become with the loss of all these things ..."

I wandered home though the silent streets
And fell into a fitful sleep
Escape to realms beyond the night
Dream can't you show me the light?

I stand atop a spiral stair
An oracle confronts me there
He leads me on light years away
Through astral nights, galactic days
I see the works of gifted hands
That grace this strange and wondrous land
I see the hand of man arise
With hungry mind and open eyes

They left the planet long ago
The elder race still learn and grow
Their power grows with purpose strong
To claim the home where they belong
Home to tear the Temples down...
Home to change!

VI. Soliloquy

... "I have not left this cave for days now, it has become my last refuge in my total despair. I have only the music of the waterfall to comfort me now. I can no longer live under the control of the Federation, but there is no other place to go. My last hope is that with my death I may pass into the world of my dream, and know peace at last."

The sleep is still in my eyes
The dream is still in my head
I heave a sigh and sadly smile
And lie a while in bed
I wish that it might come to pass
Not fade like all my dreams...

Just think of what my life might be
In a world like I have seen!
I don't think I can carry on
Carry on this cold and empty life

My spirits are low in the depths of despair
My lifeblood...
...spills over...

VII. The Grand Finale
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
Attention all Planets of the Solar Federation
We have assumed control.
We have assumed control.
We have assumed control.

E vão umas fotos da banda tb.