Core-a-core

I inaugurated the procession.

I am not aware of any precedents and at this point I couldn't care less. I had taken everything with a certain fondness and now I find myself in a brawl. As a side note, when it happens to me, I summarize with a nice ommemmè!

Sir Carlo Cimmino! Honored by your presence. This is nothing less than a best of without surprises, perfect for having some clear thoughts (not paranoid ones), accompanied by the peel sessions. For those who have nothing, a part of the whole can be had.

1982, logically.

Uhm, I sensed the "jovial" spirit of Fiquata and that's why I appreciated his comment, but it seemed clear to me that he wished no harm upon anyone. What can I say, I live in a land that is gradually revealing itself to be increasingly full of undergrounds and submerged radioactive waste. I lost someone far too important, one of those who didn’t take any shortcuts physically, one of those who did nothing to deserve cancer. It hurts to know that practically always this garbage doesn't come from here, and it hurts even more to know that there are indigenous human scums who permit dumping it all here. I live - at times - also near Fiquata, in a land that I believe and hope is still free to be green. However, beyond that valley, a dramatic situation begins. I remember acrid smells, piles of rubber, and barrels since early childhood. And the highway near Baiano, when I was suffocating from the unnatural stench. Miasmic air that stretched for miles. Cubic. I don't make this a matter of local pride. It should only be a shame for those who execute this hell. For the rest - I didn’t want to justify those who would justify themselves - I would return to the album saying that Pino Daniele's ascending line for me chokes in 1992. But up to that point, it was all uphill.

I hope you’ve missed all of this for good reasons. Best wishes. And sorry for the discussion on this page.

Return. I didn't like this.

FEDEZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAN!! !!!

As above.

Perfect review for an album about which I won't say anything because you've said it all. fiveecinquedieci.