trickykid

great review, I have never listened to the album. I rate the Artist, for me, without any ifs or buts, a GREAT one.
P.S. I echo STOOPID The cover of this album is a total disaster.

I want to conclude with the opening of this HONEST page: "Is there something wrong with having fun?" Rock music is all about this, after all: just ask Little Richard...

I want to conclude with the opening of this HONEST page: "Is there something wrong with having fun?" Rock music is all about this, after all: just ask Little Richard...

I want to conclude with the opening of this HONEST page: "Is there something wrong with having fun?" Rock music is all about this, after all: just ask Little Richard...

I take the liberty of quoting you: "You Vasco Rossi, what moral enrichments have you produced, what aesthetic added value have you provided to the world, what sharp key to reading life have you expressed, what human feelings have you managed to grasp in depth, what material utility have you created, what charisma have you truly demonstrated to possess... etc. etc. to deserve so much of the three gratifications mentioned above?" ...to agree with you and at the same time pose the same question to JAGGER & Co. or the LED ZEPPELIN, people whose lyrics have almost exclusively spoken of FIGA. Incomparable ROBERT PLANT, when he sings I WILL GIVE YOU ALL THE CENTIMETERS OF MY LOVE (Whole Lotta Love)... Not to mention the SEX PISTOLS or the GREAT THE STOOGES, or other degraded punk and rock groups. But they sing in English, and we take the antics of those boys as strokes of genius! We still don’t understand, after over 40 years of rock music, that this is made by BOYS for BOYS and fully expresses youth culture, their demands, desires, dreams, models, etc. ... Lou Reed, who describes, with hyper-realistic prose, the purchase of a dose of heroin or chats about SADOMASOCHISM or depicts human misery collected in BERLIN is the most degraded thing one can imagine. Stuff where I recognize ARTISTIC quality, but which has not produced, to paraphrase you, moral enrichments and much less the other nonsense you expect from VASCO (who - I remind you - has been terrible for almost 15 years). We all agree to consider the STONES heroes, forgetting the grim machismo of their lyrics, certainly not very aesthetic. The drama of Italietta is, as I mentioned earlier, the complete lack of musical culture found in the majority, to the point that people are ready to consider hyper-famous figures (from COHEN to JARRETT, from DRAKE to DAVIS) niche stuff (!). To this, add that the singer-songwriter phenomenon, typical of Italy, has made the song something mystically-intellectual, whose lyrics must resemble poetry a lot...

I don't understand the FIGA&MERITOCRAZIA discourse, obviously due to my mental limitations. I would just like to clarify that - in my opinion - you mistakenly define artists like DRAKE and COHEN as NICHE, as they still sell thousands of copies of albums that are over 30 years old and are well known by anyone who is interested in music. Media overexposure also affects QUALITY AUTHORS like those you mentioned (and others), as they IMPRINT on us that they are NICHE when, in fact, they are incredibly well-known...The fact that there is widespread musical ignorance in this unfortunate country and the undervaluation of music as a cultural phenomenon is another matter. And perhaps this is where we must look to understand that anyone interested in NONMAINSTREAM stuff is seen as an albino gorilla: just like the high school student passionate about non-curricular literature, the average music enthusiast escapes the dynamics of mass-media imposition to be attracted to other logics and dynamics of cultural mass dissemination (e.g., a true jazz lover won't miss the jazz concerts in their city and might be subscribed to a jazz concert series, just like several hundred jazz enthusiasts in that city; a moderately cultured cinephile won't miss the Hong Kong-made film or the interesting indie-American feature they read a long review about in the newspaper... what I'm saying is that art from the 20th century onward, due to reproducibility, must, willingly or unwillingly, be understood as a mass phenomenon...).

Guys, the level has dropped too low. Not because of the sexual references (come on, porn is a genre that’s already widely accepted), but because you can't grasp the dynamics that have ALWAYS existed between the market and art, and in particular, between music and the show-business world, along with the inevitable mass media consequences that the overexposure of artists brings... When I read words like "COMMERCIAL MUSIC," I can't help but laugh: music is produced and pressed on vinyl to be sold, ideally to as many people as possible. As for the SEXUAL profile put forth by a fine reviewer like CONTEMPLAZIONE, I'm rolling my eyes. But I dare to point out that some things "are not deserved," as CONTEMPLATION would have us believe, for artistic profiles and/or broad intelligence. Just as in the history of pop music, even a single song can be etched, for better or worse, into the annals of rock history. If there are people who crack up "when I put on those Italian comedies with Boldi-De Sica while hanging out with friends," that’s fine by me. But I personally don't like that kind of movies at all, not even as a means of socialization... I simply find them disgusting.

Sure, 15 years is not a small feat in the ephemeral phenomenon of rock music, where thousands of albums are released each year. I'm not particularly fond of NIRVANA, but one must acknowledge, with all their lights and shadows, the space they deserve in the small history of rock. P.S. I remember the recent COVER by CAETANO VELOSO of "COME AS YOU ARE."

Well, ASHANTI, I already thought like you, but quoting CALVINO leads me to the altar (he also said "a classic is that book which is being reread": even in music there are indispensable albums to which we return, cyclically, for listening... and others that only mark an era, a season, of our life).

I don't know the group, but the TEUTONIC response to NOWAVE intrigues me quite a bit.