An overly pretentious album, launched by two pretentious singles. Antonello, trying to pick himself up after the abyss reached with the previous works, falls back and hurts himself (and us) quite a bit. Because the piece that he would like to be the flagship, that is the infamous title track, is a bland ballad with an indigestible text (the only merit being Gato Barbieri's sax). "Lacrime di pioggia" has a text on the edge of decent, but unfortunately, it is completely ruined by a truly chip and sugary arrangement. The rest? Let's not go there...
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