Find him the heart, and the weak shall die.. more
A small musical genius of industrial rock, underestimated like few other figures in the history of this genre. Collaborator with Psychic TV and Einstürzende Neubauten, he forms a special friendship with Foetus that culminates in his first album. Following that, increasingly aggressive works with hallucinatory lyrics told by a man on the perpetual brink of collapse, at the mercy of his addictions. The Quentin Tarantino of industrial metal. more
A robust industrial metal album, less electronic and polished than its illustrious predecessors, but with desperate songs like "Junky" and "Kundalini," showcasing the crisis in the man behind the "pig" like never before. more
never a glossy tearjerker ballad, never a silly synthesizer or keyboard replacing the guitars. Among the few who navigated the entire eighties without falling into those traps. They are not repetitive, they are consistent, that's different. Perhaps they should have retired twenty years ago, but as far as I'm concerned, with all the great albums of pure rock they've made, they have earned the sacred right to keep pissing people off for as long as they damn well please. more
Stunning. more
Fake as Lady Gaga's hair, uglier than Lino Banfi, more unpleasant than Fabrizio Cicchitto, slicker than Emilio Fede, shittier than Giovanni Allevi, more useless than Ferrero's Grand Soleil, faker alternative than an MTV VJ, and sillier than Belen Rodriguez... in other words, the Afterauras. more
3 to Knopfler and that's it… so boring. more
Never tolerated. As Tommaso Crocera's wife, she was perfect. more
Bruce Dickinson brings new ideas and a fuller sound. Songs like "Children of the Damned," "Run to the Hills," "22 Acacia Avenue," "Hallowed Be Thy Name," and the title track are pieces that have rightfully entered the pages of heavy metal history. more
The maidenian epic continues with a second work that is a worthy successor to the first, although with fewer highlights and slightly lower quality. The rightful farewell of Paul Di Anno. more
They are my favorite band, they have been with me for so many long years and continue to do so, albeit less consistently than some time ago. Their debut album is an absolute gem for songwriting, expressiveness, speed, and the quality of each track. A monstrous debut destined to launch them into the Olympus of the greatest of all time. A treasure to cherish, venerate, and pass on, like something precious and untouchable. more
Really good, deserving at the very least of never having abandoned that '60s attitude that set them apart from so many others. Clean, precise, melodic, without excessive deviations of any kind, coherent, determined, angelic at times. more
Ahahahohohuhuh ihhihihihihihihiihhiOHHOhohohuhuh mhemmammamamammamammà hihihihihihihihihiHIHIHIhihi I still have my mind! more
Penè, just so you know, I'm going to beat you so badly at Super Mario that you can't even imagine it, huh? If you want to come to my place for a game... more
to bite... more
Their first three albums are fantastic, especially Making Movies. Knopfler is a great guitarist. more
Wonderful. The folk period albums are beautiful; I have no problem calling some of them masterpieces, but the wonderful artistic shift that began in '74-'75 and the dive into Jazz in the following years ('76-'77 and especially '78-'80) sends me into nothing less than a mystical ecstasy. Mingus is a masterpiece, she is wonderful, Pastorius, Shorter, Hancock—oh my goodness, what a delight! Those years remain the most brilliant for her, artistically. more
How much sadness in these comments... for me, even the commercial hit "Money For Nothing" is enough to give 5 for a lifetime! more
I am anti-Italian but fortunately or unfortunately I am not italiota... more
Those who wish Berlusconi dead... And then die before him... OOIIEEEAAAAAHHH! more