Grasshopper

DeRank : 5,88
DeAge™ : 7973 days • Here since 11 august 2004
Dexter Gordon Our Man In Paris
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I could have kept my comments about the library to myself, but I’ll make amends, and let it be clear that I don’t want to encourage anyone to "ruin record labels," especially since in my collection of 1950 CDs, only about a fifth are burned so far.
Bill Evans Turn Out The Stars
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How much more Bill Evans do I still have to discover...
Dexter Gordon Our Man In Paris
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I was about to borrow it from one of the well-stocked libraries in my area, a true source of quality records. After reading this excellent review, the album holds almost no more mysteries: all that's left is to grab it and (can we say?) duplicate it.
Keith Jarrett The Carnegie Hall Concert
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Absolutely to be found, possibly through back channels (ECM records drain the wallet). Review "as usual," as the wrecking ball would say (but this time he didn't say it).
Sting The Soul Cages
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Thank you for pointing out the wrong year (I actually put the year of "Nothing like the sun"), and I’m happy to hear the rugged voice of old Pietro again. To the Zucchero fan, I would like to say that I’ve already uploaded the lyrics in the appropriate link, but it seems more suitable for a good laugh than to be left in awe of such poetry...
Sting The Soul Cages
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Birbabirba, if you say you’re repeating yourself it means that (as several thousand people suspect) you’re Bisius, since you still haven’t flattered me even once, while Bisius has been doing it for a while now and in a truly exaggerated way (I blush every time). I knew that with Sting I would encounter a lot of dissent, but I still believe that until this album he has expressed himself at good levels. Then again, the character is what it is, certainly not shining with charm, but that has nothing to do with his music. His downward trajectory is known to everyone, even though I would speak more of a gray mediocrity (albums rated 2/3) than of true disasters like certain critics.
Inti Illimani La Nueva Cancion Chilena
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"Andean music, what a mortal bore... it's been more than twenty years (or thirty?) that it always sounds the same," sang Lucio Dalla some years ago. I've never agreed, even though I only know this genre through Inti Illimani. The charm of their pan flutes and their little guitars with exotic names (mentioned in the review) should far surpass any political conditioning (if one has it, of course). I even find them likable for that: being communist is very out of fashion, and as a good antiquarian, I love old and outdated things.
Charles Mingus The Black Saint And The Sinner Lady
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Caught... through indirect means, but caught. You are right: it is a masterpiece, better than the same "Oh Yeah," which I celebrated here.
Luca Carboni Intanto Dustin Hoffman Non Sbaglia Un Film
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For demographic reasons, I too am a remnant of the '80s and I tend to view even the most worn-out phenomena of that era with a great deal of indulgence. However, with Luca Carboni, whose name is cacophonous even with that repeated "ca," I just can't manage, even though this album contains the only song of his that I don't mind, "Ci stiamo sbagliando," where there is still a trace of that "Dallian" sound that is rightly highlighted in this review, which is nonetheless excellent (the fact that it praises a singer I don't like shouldn't influence the judgment on its quality).