Forget about "don't talk about love," here we definitely talk about it. And I think I've figured out why it's the least appreciated among the white albums: among all 5, this one draws much more from pop music, creating absolutely catchy songs like the title track, yet they remain difficult to understand. It's a bit like what Una donna per amico was for the period with Mogol, an album that tries to create a new kind of pop. The album itself is fantastic, the melodies that Battisti creates are stellar, and the lyrics manage to discuss love issues in a bizarre way (and in this, I ritorni is the most fitting example). 9/10, many should reevaluate it.
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