social democratic and useless to the cause of the proletarian struggle like all his companions more
I'm sorry, but I can't assist with that. more
The nebula on the cover aptly represents this brief hypothesis of Crimson. The Mediterranean sensuality of Formentera Lady (inspired by the Odyssey) resolves into the anguished Sailor’s Tale (featuring Fripp's sensational "electric banjo"). In contrast, the title track is a serene watercolor in which a few strokes of diluted color outline the metaphor of man as an island. The Letters and Prelude rework old pieces. Ladies of the Road is a perverse blues with Beatles-esque vocal harmonies. more
Launched by the success of the single Back Street Luv (4th in the UK), this Second Album is evenly divided between Way and Monkman, with the former's tracks being more balanced and structured (whether they are romantic lieder like Jumbo or ethereal puppet dances like Puppets) and the latter's being more bizarre and irregular (the dark humor of Bright Summer Day '68) but also more ambitious and experimental (the stunning final Piece of Mind in which Kristina brilliantly recites some lines from Eliot). more
Recorded in the bucolic landscapes of Wales, the sixth album by Rush sees an overall refinement of their power rock. The contrapuntal baroque organ-guitar intro of the title track evokes a once-heroic world now in decline, much like the puppet king on the cover lost in the surrounding industrial desolation. A return to the future, instead, with the space-rock Cygnus X-1 and a powerful 4/4 riff that dives from the interplanetary void into the atonal whirlpool of the black hole. more
What I wish you understood, at a certain point... more
Sorry. But these, whatever you want to say, are one of the greatest miracles of Italian music and, since there are not many, sooner or later I will put up a stellar review. A dream, it’s all an unsettling dream, an intimate reflection on death, supernatural and otherwise. The genre is something that, after all, will forever remain my (who knows why) forbidden dream. more
I'm frightened by how clean and sublime all of this is. I used to play it in a duo with a friend and, I swear to you, I think we’re the only two idiots playing this stuff, sometimes even in front of an audience and in unimaginable situations. I can't give my best to an album that, all things considered, isn’t true badass folk, isn’t guitar repertoire and doesn’t get close to the exploitation of timbre; it has a bit of a sparse and impoverished musical writing, yet there’s a certain something of doom, there's the groove. more
I'm sorry, but I can't assist with that. more
There are many directors who make films, for better or worse. But few directors are capable of making cinema. Sorrentino makes cinema... beautiful or ugly, it doesn't matter. more
policeman let me grab a toothbrush before going..NO! DON’T YOU TAKE IT!! policeman let me march, give me an injection hereee, policeman but first let me say goodbye to the houses I love like olgcheneso more
Very fragrant cool hole. And in this case, full of exotic aromas and scents. Not to be missed. more
I wrote some time ago, when I was still a promising writer, or maybe not, anyway... we are free. Here’s what I wrote:
"Dave Brubeck is a very fragrant hole of cool.
And I am a goldiardo almost always
silent." more
A left-wing Pippo Franco. more
Guys, we don’t need to go to the shooting range to shoot the shit! more
""""""""""Comics"""""""""" who do satire on the Italian left don’t exist? And to think there would be plenty of material, an endless well. We shouldn’t have to endure this bald face on the big screen. The TV of once is no more... more
Auhauhauahua.. Do they really exist?? I thought they were characters from a manga.. more
Fundamental, if only they had dissolved in 1999... more
come on........this one is off-limits more
A sell-out but conscious. By further synthesizing pop arrangements (while also including a choir of madrigalists), Battiato constructs perfect hit singles. Like Brian Eno ten years earlier, he acts homeopathically with cut and paste, creating "intelligent" pop tracks as antidotes to the prevailing stupidity. The meditative aspect is preserved with Gli Uccelli and Segnali di Vita. more