Donatella Rettore
Caduta Massi

LA RECENSIONE

Mini-flashback 2011: Rettrix. Caduta Massii-rock fall

/k ʃ a:nɬ 'iwsu:¸ i k ɫ eФ 'tiɣ¸kwaɾṃ'nwa.ðeʑ'bɫ ik ʃ ejan¸ʙ u:'sjo ɸ ų'wɶɦ tizi:¸reʑui'ʔatɧ aṃ.tͻfpø̞ʒ 'oʡʢe.zje¸rek ɦ ' toɽe.ʇona'tεɽɫaθɲoҁ: (donatella rettore ndt) grjͻ.wjḛ beɫksu'nagʒ ų.ʙi.i:¸pawθi.ΰegli'zɶjða¸ʙεʂkujem.bzutsiæða.ʙwipλųɣa'j:εjɾ̥/

"kaduta massi": /ʙo: jabri.tḛ ɰe:jeɫ'fpi (CD) ɰek ʃ ᾶ:'zojnʇeʡʢų.pɛ̝ ɾ̥ pfɾ̥'ΰiʔuɫi:θi.kyɾ̥ pɫa:ti'nεɬ (platinette ndt) kɫˌ bʟ̠jͻΰui¸ “a'more'manon'ðirmi'cheäɱke'tuprenði'lapil' lola 'blu!”¸psyviʡʢa.neṃk ʃ a' pwiʂ¸em'bzutsa.twaɰe.vrͻnųkeä'falvzųɰe:'ʑgwεɽtsų.pɛ̝ɰe: V.I.A.G.R.A®ʔiΰ'tjuФtɦa.ɽͻλe.tweʑu.ʂkʍaj:e'wɶ rʙɛ̝wjḛren'k ʃ isu:bu'ʡʢanð. "sonojɱka'ðuta'libera.sen'zanes'suna'retekwi" pɛ̝ ʒeɫta'neṃk ʃ o̞ʡʢo.viugɾ̥'tfiɣõ.ʃe:l'janΰo.ɽuɰe'psjã sʟ̠kʃᾶ:'zojni.li¸vaw'sabɫˌ.kʍanɫˌ.etfi'gyra.twarĩ.ɬoɫgɫε̝'f si.ksųʙɛ̝t.njεmʃrek ɦ 'toɽek ʃ a:nɬ 'iwsu:wo.ʡʢisi.zjaftʟ̠'bluz/ (7+)

Cine atinge firele moare: The rhythm increases with the second track. Drum beats form the base of the melody with voice singing and crying, giving due to harmonic choirs life to a medium rhythm with some deliberately and electronically chosen words. “What am I doing in this arena if I'm too proud to be pitied.” Another sentence is not left to chance. The rector enjoys being a rock chick and plays with a song that plays upside down, over the passage of minutes. Final choirs accompany the lock /wo.ʡʢisi'psisi.bluz/ (6.25)

"Adolescente": “Cosa sei un bel niente perchè hai la vita davanti ma non canti perchè, mi ricordo tutti contro di me.” It talks about pimples, school, and its anthem "teenager forever". They talk about teenagers who have to make their own arrangements. At their age, they are absent teenagers. A song dedicated to adolescents who have little clarity in life and have to do it on their own. Curious, perhaps a little unrealistic, because today, these teens are certainly more "unearthed" from those years back. Bold, but may seem superficial at the same time, for too many subjects touched on. /wo.ʡʢisi'ksjenk/ (5)

"Ghepard": a festival piece of crap song with barbeque, all exemplified by the passage “Thanks to you I run like a cheetah, and it would be foolish not to do it. But more I would do, maybe even burn, I need you.”/wo.ʡʢisi'tatʟ̠/ (4)

"L’ondar del mar": Even in this track, he wants a sweet man without time, who can dissolve his torment. More rhythmic than the previous one... and more convincing. The wave of arrival and therefore emotional doesn't scare but, even in this case, nothing leaves. /wo.ʡʢisi'ksjenk/

"Calus" (w. Skarafunia): Can you make a song about a callus (the one on the feet, to be clear) and joke? If your name is Donatla Rettore, yes, you can. And also happens to appreciate the rhythm. This thing could be included in any of her works, as it takes the classic artist concept.
music addiction, aggressive voice and rock for the sake of it: /wo.ʡʢisi'psiwsi.ʔjo̞wt'lwø̞ /(6.75)

"Se morirò" (w. Nottini Lemon): "(title)...I will die with the orchestra, there will be a change of ride and I'll have three coins in my pocket.” The ideal "will" of every artist who talks about death as an exit from life’s stage. The coins will be one for Charon, one for Dante, and one for the beast, with his ancestors ready to throw a party: It seems almost a sweet farewell to a fate that unites all, but that doesn't scare /wo.ʡʢisi.mjaɽza.gʒii.zjaftʟ̠/ (7.5)
...close the tasteless “Così ti piace” and “Vecchiaia” plus a useless phantom track, useless.
/ynaɣṃkɫu.zojnaf.pare.twenʇe.zgugɾ̥.tfistajvu.iṃʃem.pajkɛ̝.stisu.ʙɛ̝ʡʢe.ftswoʒ/
Officiated.

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p.s. who here had desired to read 'n' estimate in total empathy, could judge in a rational kind of foolly ;)