Talking about this artist is anything but simple. Perhaps because Crazy Frog was much more than just an artist for contemporary music. Crazy Frog was a precursor, a pioneer if you will. To debut at number one on the UK charts and stay there for three consecutive weeks is an almost impossible feat for any human being: however, the feat is even more challenging if you belong to the animal kingdom.
Many illustrious animals had attempted to crack the charts, almost always without success. Some might remember Mademoiselle Nobs howling in the autobiographical and eponymous blues, made immortal by Live At Pompeii; others might instead recall - returning to the amphibian world - the celebrated refusal of the talking crocodile who, faced with contractual demands and the pressure of the international press, decided never to speak another word (this episode is referenced in the famous song "Il Coccodrillo come fa?", with its satirical and biting lyrics, that in a poisoned and playful tone launched a never-too-hidden attack on the amphibian).
Unsuccessful attempts until the arrival of a Swedish frog with crystal-clear talent: Crazy Frog, the most famous and beloved frog since Demetan and the pond frogs saw their realm threatened by an overbearing toad.
The key to success? A series of hits carefully chosen and skillfully remixed by the frog himself. A rather common recipe nowadays, if our subject had not added to each of these tracks vocal techniques of unheard-of levels today, like "a-ring-dingding-dingdemgdemg-bow-bow", or "a-ram-da-am da-am-da-am-da-weeeeeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa". This is the true stroke of genius, that touch which distinguishes a Beethoven from a Meneguzzi.
In short, a more than deserved success for this great artist, who despite the success has not lost his head and still lives in his home in the pond (three rooms and a large bathroom), and who has withstood the brunt of criticism regarding the videos of his singles, which consistently featured him with his genitals in full view.
This is my first review and I was particularly keen to review this album because, besides its undisputed artistic value, I am also sentimentally attached to it. In fact, a couple of years ago, fascinated by "Axel F", my brother (in a red shirt) and I made a live-action video, assisted in direction and choreography by our father.
"ding ding"