Dj Francesco
Era Bellissimo

THE REVIEW

Now, I never write reviews about albums I don't like; I always write about albums that I consider masterpieces, but here I can't, here I can't!

Now, apart from the "idiot" face (with all due respect to idiots for being compared to Dj Francesco), apart from the "hood" like a semi-intoxicated Bedouin monk, how can you call someone who doesn't know what a C note is a singer! They allowed this "triple cube idiot" to make albums, and especially an album like this one; if Mozart heard it in his grave, he'd make a requiem of "screw you!"

As a last thing, I want you to read the lyrics of the song that gives the album its title to make it clear to the reader that I'm not raving, here it is:

"There's the fact that we were great together You were the bee, I was the honey Cherry on the cake My jar full of Nutella Cream on the pudding Photo on the bedside table Fresh morning breeze The first ring on the mobile phone And like in a novel, I will write about you Of what was there that now you know isn't there I'll make up a few lines as you liked And with simple words, tell you that It was wonderful Being with you With you, with you It was fantastic Living inside you But you know what, what There’s that I feel like flying Breathing under the sea Living on a planet Having you as a guiding star Cream on the pudding Photo on the bedside table Fresh morning breeze Opening my eyes and having you close by And like in a novel, I will write about you Of what was there that now you know isn't there I'll make up a few lines as you liked And with simple words, tell you that It was wonderful Being with you With you, with you It was fantastic Living inside you But you know what, what It was wonderful Being with you With you, with you It was fantastic Living inside you But you know what, what And when the sun sets this evening You, a star in the middle of my sky, will light up From down here I'll write you a song A thousand words to tell you that It was wonderful Being with you With you, with you It was fantastic Living inside you But you know what, what it was wonderful (underwater) it was fantastic (alone) it was wonderful (on Mars) it was fantastic (in the club) it was wonderful Being with you With you, with you It was fantastic Living inside you But you know what, what. I've fallen in love with you." "There's the fact that we were great together. You were the bee, I was the honey Cherry on the cake. My jar full of Nutella"

he said! Now I understand why other countries make fun of us...
I close here in a deep disdain only with my thoughts.