An experiment in bringing African percussion back to the world of jazz, long before it became fashionable. more
The vote refers almost exclusively to the suite: precursor to the upcoming prog, it is equally light, melodic, refined, and wicked, rocking and stubborn. more
Death Grips, for better or worse, have returned to rap that violence and danger that had, over time, been somewhat lost. For this alone, they are commendable. This Money Store also has the added bonus of being a tremendously catchy album perfectly suited for repeated listens (even non-ironic ones). more
I don't know what to say... I was expecting a great album, inspired by that little gem Lucetta fra le stelle... but Limiti immediately thought to bury it all with "that stupid heart of yours always looking for love," good intentions for a textually mediocre song. What follows is pretty trivial, with the cute Il tamburino, the catchy Minù Minù, and the filler Gangsters. There are definitely some nice tracks, after all, we're still talking about Ivan; Blouson noir and Io che c'entro would be enough to place this album among the classics. The problem is that everything is contextualized within the 80s, trapping the songs in what was fashionable back then. It's not a bad album, just more ordinary and already heard. Best tracks: Blouson noir, Io che c'entro, Lucetta fra le stelle. more
How to throw away a great career... more
A handful of great albums ("Innervisions" above all for me). more
I have no words...perfect more
One step below the extraordinary "Elisir", but in the end not by much. "L'ultimo spettacolo" among his top 5 works, an absolute masterpiece. more
Ah Rino Rino, you've really done so much here... you’ve done even too much... now tell me who can write a song like Cerco... more
The beginning of the rock turnaround is already being felt, but the quality is still very, very high. Perhaps the last perfect album in every way by Litfiba. more
the greatest after De André and on par with Dalla. perhaps underrated more
She went home with the nigger the whore more
Probably the best live recording ever! more
The worst more
It starts here, and it will last for about two decades, the golden era of Ivano. There are many right ideas, but you can feel that the magic of the period 88-2000 is still missing. Between 4 and 4.5 more
The more crooked they are, the more I like them. Pufuleti sings in all the languages he knows and even makes up another one, his own. It's a continuous nonsense, I can't help but laugh. more
"I'm crazy... and don't mess with me." Truly monumental. It's just a shame about a few slip-ups in the last 20 years of his career. But he has really given us so much. more
So, where to begin? Side A features four well-crafted ballads, polished to a shine by sacrificing ferocity (except for a bit of Ehi padre eterno) for a softness more akin to Venditti, which risks becoming monotonous after a while. Nevertheless, it produces some beautiful tracks like Pasqua and Ehi padre eterno. The second side brings us back to our dear Ivan, even if this time the lyrics don't always hit the mark. Nevertheless, it remains a good album, even if it can feel heavy upon a full listen. Best tracks: Pasqua, Digos boogie, Ehi padre eterno. more
the greatest film of all time and space. 5 is too few!!! undisputed masterpiece! more
The golden period of Ivan comes to an end here, after exceptional albums like Pigro and that small merciless gem of I lupi. Ivan manages to drop the powerful trio Isabella on the train-Dada-Syracuse, only to then throw out beautiful ballads like Firenze and Olanda, and especially that splinter of madness called Tutto questo cosa c'entra con il R&R... but this time Ivan's bank doesn't win, both due to poorly crafted lyrics (Radio Londra, even though it has a very powerful rock driving it) and certain arrangements that don't captivate (Angelina). As for the rating, I'd rather not talk about it; I'll just say it's not quite full. more