One of my favorite Purple albums, let's say a wooden medal, immediately after the podium. There's stylistic variability and plenty of imagination, along with shivers from melodic inspiration. Two masterpieces, however: the title track, which stands among their perfect hard rock, and "Fools," which is one of the best songs that Nerodipiù, Lord, Glover, and the gang have ever composed, wonderfully varied, with those beautiful "stop and go" moments, the hard-rock-blues structure of the vocal part, the delicate intro, and the central solo by Blacky (one of the most beautiful and evocative in his repertoire, with great melodic sweetness, almost sacred in tone, or between the sacred and the ancient minstrel-electric, but we know that Blacky is fixated on certain things), simply stunning. For the rest, the average quality of the tracks makes me prefer it to the next one, in addition to the greater variety (the slightly exotic-psych atmospheres of the beautiful "The Mule," and may Lord be blessed, the classic rock-blues but with a slower-melodic insert by Nerodipiù in "No No No," and even "Anyone's Daughter," another experiment far from the main coordinates of Marco Due, but which I consider a delightful diversion). Truly a great album, the only thing that sucks here is the cover...
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