Voto:
THE ALBUM is GREAT AND SEMINAL, but what more could I say, gossip about Ferry's ladies, Eno's makeup, where they got the guitars for the back cover of For Your Pleasure, where they fished out Amando Lear, if Pete Sinfield was pulling with Pfm, that Ferry's onomatopoeic singing teeters on the edge of anti-Presley irony, anti-rockstar to rise to that role through the back door... In short, Roxy Music are not overly hermetic, the message of the cover, and the others is clear. Ferry's singing, with an intellectual gamble that I felt compelled to make, does not take itself too seriously in its fake-cacophony - I think of Zappa, but the group of Shit takes itself very seriously, indeed, it has an intellectual pretension that Ferry and his mates, throwing their f*cking women on the covers to sell more - their exact words - do not have. Regarding BATTIATO, I wouldn’t change a comma those f*cking fatheads, it was about time someone really sang about these ragamuffins dressed as professors: his message is always political now, why doesn’t he return to his origins where Roman law is absent? - now pseudo-esoteric Eastern Guenonian - look at that citation - where it suits him, now populist and trivial to the max, see the magamaghella swimsuit and Voices of the Master where he scorns all genres with arrogance - listen to On the Bridge waving the white flag - In short, he has a deleterious femininity, is a woman inside, ready to disown and deny himself: he has returned to his beat origins in the fizzling cinema of what is aptly senile befuddlement; Faust'o makes an unlistenable shaky new wave... better GARBOwie THEN, Guccini is the drenching of leftist political singer-songwriterism, which for decades has found funders for his horrific albums, like his lisping QUEEN OF anti-aesthetic MUSIC; YOU DON'T HAVE THE VOICE, YOU CAN'T PLAY, YOU DON'T HAVE A GOOD LIVE, seen as you gargle wine and sausages, but you might have a message, a political coherence, not even that, so what the F*CK DO YOU WANT FROM THE USER? Feel the album like Amerigo, where our guy in full reflux from the left now throws himself not to the USSR but to America as a lost paradise (track Mondo Nuovo); Guccini has been doing this job forever, he’s a little bourgeois who has never worked a day in his life, just like Springsteen WHO HAS NEVER BEEN IN A FACTORY, Ferro, Venditti, Zero, Baglioni, Camerini, and even Facchinetti's son and all the Pooh, and whoever has more, add more.
