[1969]

A record that smells of breezes, of cotton clothes, of fair scents, of sage, of nepitella, of rosemary, of March fogs, of pecorino cheeses. more
[1967]

Icastically typical, immensely fresh Sixties masterpiece, the surrealist pink cushion.
Anchovies in wonderland, psychedelic, airy trinkets. more
[1973]

A Charybdis of feelings.
A slosh of the soul. more
[1971]

Viscous, pitch-black, shining, stormy. Indispensable. more
[1977]

Therefore, it's like stirring the cauldron of the world with a double bass. more
Let's give Caesar what belongs to Caesar: you can't consider yourself a fan if you don't know and love their first 6 albums! There they were truly funk, quirky, energetic, innovative. After that, they became an acceptable soft-rock band, listenable but not memorable, with rather bland melodies; in my opinion, pop-rock is not their thing!

And anyway, when it comes to creativity and individuality, Faith No More and Primus blow them away. Shall we compare Mike Patton's versatile voice with Anthony Kiedis's thin and imprecise one? Flea is a good bassist, but Les Claypool outshines him in technique and creativity! more
Dj Fonzie Ciaco, in the summer of 2012, released his first solo single with Net’s Work Records titled: Dj Fonzie Ciaco – Heaven is a place on Earth, a powerful cover of Belinda Carlisle's 80s song, which reached the top positions on the iTunes charts. The single, featuring remix versions by Holly & Mappa, and Venuti & Goaty, achieved first place on the special sales chart of the digital portal My Clubbing Store for two consecutive weeks, ahead of artists like Dj Antoine and Gabry Ponte, especially in France. Heaven Is A Place On Earth, a cover re-sung by Diana J, a singer who collaborated with Gigi D’Agostino in the 2000s, also reached top positions on the sales charts in Italy after being released as a CD single. more
One of the reasons for the current decline, from pop until today. Three beautiful songs, the rest is nothing. Ricchi e Poveri took from them. more
More Zombiritual for everyone! more
Great intro, but it's a shame that just 8 seconds in it starts with an impressive mess all centered around comparisons, seasoned with a chorus that clumsily echoes Ska-P and wraps up, along with Ax's unnecessary emphasis, the album in the most disgraceful way... more
Fusion song designed for the twenty-somethings of the "empty subsequent half-century," featuring a falsetto and vintage counter-choruses, nice for a picnic, and with an Epilogue that stands neither in heaven nor on earth. more
An episode largely contradicted by Aleotti himself in the past decade as a judge for three editions of La Voce [wasted, I add] in the text, already tiresome by the second listen in 2 hours and little is not. more
This is not even definable as music but rather a late-adolescent screech teetering between the most pathetic slow song of Zecchino d'oro and the lowest of Grignani & Di Cataldo [not Baglio]. more
Squalid pseudo-populist derivative of "Ecco Pippo," it ranks among the worst 5 compositions of the 0_first middle [started on 1-3-02 and finished on 9-7-06 note] alongside Chihuahua, La Gasolina, Dragostea din Tei, and Shut up [sic]. more
It's a lot, to say the least, a gathering of youth from the Old Texan of "The Simpsons": tons of idiocy, in summary. more
Never was a title more fitting for a piece where the recently commemorated immense Lucio da Poggio B would undoubtedly be turning in his grave. more
Curious stanzas and an acceptable accompaniment [yes] until it kicks off the pseudo-Offspring re-edition of "Come Mai," with a conclusion that can be described as "in a beautifully messed up Bertè style post-96." more
Once again, Gaetano is flitting about, mixed in with the Weezer. A chorus that leaves nothing behind, surrounded by role-filled rhetoric. more
Carboni and the Vasco of the manner fused with hip-hop. In short, a sort of preview of the worst Ax solo, where the final arpeggio of guitar and piano does not save La baracchetta at all. more
Ideas [and hints] here little or nothing.
A "manifesto disc" marking a clean break from the past by the Milanese duo [who had already "gone pop" 8 years earlier], good for farewell parties to the Arma-al CAR and with an internal booklet on the level of howler monkeys. more