A perfect musical compilation of the first four splendid self-titled albums (77'-83'). His "Seconds Out." more
For me, the greatest guitarist of all time. Alright, now list your phenoms and/or misunderstood geniuses, in the meantime I'll listen to Irish Tour. more
Setting aside the tribal outbursts, our chameleon dives into a superb melodic pop with great impact. The standout tracks are particularly the superb "Red Rain," the 50s dance miniaturist "Sledgehammer," the moving duet with Kate Bush in "Don't Give Up," the touching "Mercy Street," and the love ode "In Your Eyes." more
unbeatable at the Open Bar more
Chico, Harpo, Groucho, Gummo, Zeppo... but who the hell is this guy? Must be a cousin, right? more
A hypocrite. A spoiled and debauched son of a wealthy Jewish lawyer, he blackmailed his mother to squeeze money out of her. When he was a publisher, he behaved like a true oppressive capitalist, paying his employees starvation wages. At the Neue Rheinische Zeitung, he referred to the oppressed classes as human garbage. A demagogic charlatan, a lazy opportunist. He exploited his friend-doormat Engels, who funded him with money earned by also exploiting workers in factories. more
How do you define a communist? Well, it's someone who reads Marx and Lenin. And how do you define an anti-communist? It's someone who understands Marx and Lenin. more
a superb mind more
A sharp businessman. more
Children like it: that’s why alternative intellectuals don’t listen to it. more
Five. more
Second absolute masterpiece as well as a milestone in world music, two years after the previous one. The peak of the eighties. Featuring a great guest in the choruses, the poet Peter Hammill, leader of VDGG. Shock the five! more
Marx was anti-libertarian. His conception of the (Prussian) state was Hegelian in origin, and the dictatorship of the proletariat was understood as a "state dictatorship" (later defined as "socialism" by Lenin). Anarchists and state-ists stay away from Marx. Read Bakunin, Foucault, Chomsky, and whoever the hell you want. But leave Marx alone. more
what a shitty voice more
After two stunning albums, the first absolute masterpiece of Peter arrives. A milestone of the entire 80s, as well as the first world music album from our artist, it features the presence of Robert Fripp and Phil Collins on guitar and drums respectively, along with the ever-loyal Tony Levin. The beautiful voice of Kate Bush crowns it all, even with a splendid duet in "Games Without Frontiers." more
I spent my childhood thinking that Rifero was the surname. more
Peter Gabriel, Robert Fripp, Tony Levin, and Roy Bittan on the same album is something beyond human. We are more or less on the same wavelength as the previous record, but this time the standout tracks are the energetic opener "On the Air," the poignant ballad by Jill Moore "Mother Of Silence," and Fripp's experimentalism in "Exposure." more
When I still had a slight interest in soccer (in fairly recent times), there was him, Ronaldo. The phenomenon with an insane speed of execution with the ball at his feet (even as an overweight player, but) utilized even better when in peak physical shape (really?!) and those powerful acceleration bursts. Then, well... injuries, his microscopic brain, and the bamba took their toll on him. Yet, it was a pleasure to watch soccer with him, Zidane, and Baggio. more
First album for our solo Peter, already a superb showcase: driven particularly by the nostalgic ballad "Solsbury Hill," the sweet pseudo-progressive "Humdrum," and the apocalyptic pronouncements of "Here Comes The Flood." more
I spent my childhood trying to understand why it would light up when I opened it but turn off when I closed it... more