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Rating: I was aimlessly wandering around the bookstore when, from the background stereo that had been playing a bit of everything, I intercepted some notes that made my ears perk up. I asked the clerk for enlightenment and he, with a conspiratorial air, showed me the cover of Ballate Per Piccole Iene: "I put this on... cool, huh?". I had picked up very little, but my ears were still nicely perked, so I decided on the spot: I'll buy it. Let's see if it's really cool. Since then, I've been recommending it to everyone I meet, I'm listening to it and relistening and relistening, it's become my "new obsession", to quote Subsonica: I want to memorize every word, every chord, every distortion of this MASTERPIECE. Yes, it is undoubtedly a masterpiece the new effort by Agnelli & Company, a rough album, dripping with pain, anger, disillusionment, an album that pierces you through and through, with its obsessive and claustrophobic refrains that cling to your brain, pitch a tent and never leave. Harsh but also sweet melodies, crossed by a versatile, chameleon-like voice, which becomes now caressing now shrill, giving chills and jolts.
The beginning is searing, with La Sottile Linea Bianca, just as searing are Ballata Per La Mia Piccola Iena, Ci Sono Molti Modi, La Vedova Bianca, Il Sangue Di Giuda and the other tracks. Many of these pieces, in my opinion, are united by the theme of destructive, self-destructive love: "siamo vivi per usarci", "c'è qualcosa che è dentro di noi che è sbagliato e ci rende simili", "lo so che il mio amore è una patologia vorrei che mi uccidesse ora", are examples of this interpretation of love in a far from sugary way, as a meeting with someone who uses you, drains your energy and reason, leaves you without skin.
However, in all this darkness that envelops the album there is still room for hope. I am referring, in particular, to a warning contained in E' La Fine Quella Più Importante, which in my opinion is a true pearl of wisdom: "non lasciar che il tuo percorso ti divori il ventre", don't let gloom defeat you. Keep it well in mind.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
06 Carne fresca (05:08)
Fai ciò che devi
non guardare mai giù
perchè sei ciò che vedi
se c'è un senso sei tu
E tutto è tranquillo
intorno a te
Sei carne fresca
non so dirti perchè
Ma è dentro te che sei solo
E' dentro te che sei re
Tutto è calmo
intorno a te
Tutto è calmo
intorno a me.
08 Chissà com'è (04:05)
Certo lo so non ho più niente da dire
Nè da rimpiangere o da fallire
Devo solo comprare ormai
Della seta rossa al mio male
Con la quale farlo stare zitto
Sei diventato un fiore alto e disperato
Perché è il tuo modo di gridar che vorrei
Capita di non farcela
Come quando perdi il tuo uomo
O il tuo cane
Chissà chissà com'è
Se è come me è quasi amore
Chissà chissà com'è
Se è come me è quasi amore
Anche il tuo mondo prima o poi invecchierà
Ora sei il verbo che nessuno userà
Capita di non farcela
E di essere il coltello
Ed insieme la ferita
Chissà chissà com'è
Se è come me è quasi amore
Chissà chissà com'è
Se è come me non ha cuore
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By SouthMan
Everything sounds heavy, the rhythm has further slowed down, becoming obsessive, devoid of real emotions.
Afterhours missed the mark this time.
By enryka
"The album insinuates itself under the skin, reaches the neuralgic points of the body, and then takes root in the soul."
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By Giordyboy1
A five-and-a-half-minute ballad with my heart in my throat and goosebumps.
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By Aerith
It’s like breathing stagnant air... but letting yourself be taken by Manuel’s voice... you realize that in that melancholy you feel good after all.
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By enkrist1
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They have a strength that strikes, being the only ones in Italy proposing rock worthy of being called by that name.
