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Maledetti (Maudits)

Demetrio Stratos is and will remain the singer with the greatest vocal gifts of all time.
A.R.E.A. are and will remain one of the best bands of all time, as well as the Best Italian Band of all time, the best, without a doubt, but I mean in general, not just in prog, the best of the Italians, all of them, none excluded, all, all of them.

So, I go to the movies, and, since ninety percent of the time you go to the movies to please someone, you see a crappy movie.
Well, I had heard many times about these Afterhours, everyone talks to me about these Afterhours, but since when too many people talk about them, they become annoying to me, I had never listened to them.

We already have three certainties in life; one needs certainties.
The first certainty is: AREA outdo any band coming from Italy.
The second certainty is: I’m going to see a crappy movie.
The third certainty is: I don't trust these Afterhours.
The fusion of three certainties leads only to one great truth, the great truth is: Agnelli... go screw yourself.

No, really, Agnelli, go screw yourself. Agnelli, with all my goodwill, go screw yourself.
But why, I ask myself why, if a film is already a huge piece of crap that tries to commercially reconstruct the story of people who were against these things, you, small poor but immense idiot idiotized, why do you do the same thing? The answer is simple, because, as per the incipit, you are a small poor immense fool.
No, I'm saying, I already have my balls broken for the immense nonsense I'm seeing... and so, like a bolt from the blue, I see people of crap with a voice of crap with a style of crap in a movie of crap, trying to redo AREA, the ultimate expression of Italian cocoa. You don't mix crap with cocoa... no no no.
So, Agnelli, go screw yourself. No, I'm saying, and in the room, I even hear a bit of a foolish crowd saying "eh, the afteraur are really good"... foolish crowd, no, really, go screw yourself. Agnelli, go screw yourself, you and all your friends, form a nice intercultural group for Exploration of the Screw Yourself.

No, I'm saying, but even Patrizio, Patrizio, oh legendary Patrizio, but did you give this face of crap permission to try to interpret you? Patrizio, I give you the benefit of the doubt, and I hope it’s because you need money. Patrizio, I've bought all your albums, I've done my part, but maybe I can do more.
You, yes I'm talking to you, yes you, you’re not reading this in two, right? So yes, you: buy AREA albums. They have been reissued in beautiful digipacks with beautiful artwork, and they contain the best of the best of the best of what Italy has produced. They contain the most particular and gifted voice in the entire history of music, buy them, all of them. Buy them, because otherwise Patrizio is forced to do these things, even Patrizio has to eat, he's still a man.
Agnelli, really, with all my heart, (go screw yourself) did you really believe, poor ignorant twat with a musical talent more or less like mine, that you could interpret Demetrio (go screw yourself)?
Agnelli, sincerely, find yourself a job.

Fifteen, fifteenth ILL... we have century lost. Lost the memory, century we have. We have lost... the porridge... papina... big papp. We have... ouch. Fifteenth century.
Laiiidieeees And Gentlemen!
We have lost the f...fifteenth... CENTURYYYYY!

Buy the AREA albums, give them for Christmas, give them to your sweetheart, but buy them. And then, burn the afteraur, not the CDs, but them, let’s have a barbecue, we’ll cook sausages, while we listen to Maledetti. Don’t trust them? Diforisma Urbano & Gerontocrazia give you a good overview of the complex world of Patrizio, Ares, Demetrio, and Paolo.