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A piece of advice: don't stop at the first listen; it's definitely different from the albums Afterhours have gotten us used to.
This was my first thought as soon as I finished listening to it... and I must admit it took a while to appreciate it as much as I do now; it's a gloomy album, lacking those flashes of bright colors that were scattered here and there in previous works... here it feels like you never catch your breath, it's like breathing stagnant air...
But letting yourself be taken by Manuel's voice, listening to the splendid lyrics that he always manages to produce, and letting go... you realize that in that melancholy you feel good after all, and you almost can’t do without it. A blessing and a curse, I would say.
The title track immediately stands out, and it's the perfect synthesis of the album: it lies between songs with more rock influences like "È la fine la più importante," and decidedly darker tracks like "Carne Fresca" and "Chissa com'è".
However, my preference goes to the album's opener, "La sottile linea bianca": sensual and delicate, it perfectly represents the Afterhours style to me.
The style that Manuel invented and taught us to love.
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