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It's really tough; in "Hear it is" there are skin-crawling pieces like "jesus shootin heroin," and since we’re talking about Nirvana (which I think is a mistake) and the Meat Puppets, I’d say the band closest to the Kirkwood brothers is actually the Flaming Lips, who here reclaim a kind of mad tradition reminiscent of the 13th Floor Elevators. In the next two tracks, they move towards a combination of Led Zeppelin immersed in nonsensical psychedelic pills.

between "Hear it is," "Oh my gawd!!" and this is hard to choose, but maybe the one with the most horrible cover (oh my gawd)

Well, I believed in it from the very first day I got my hands on the record which is from 1989, so the late '80s. They have always seemed like crazy people to me, they were freaks uglier than their stomach-turning covers, slapping symphonic inserts into the Zeppelin-esque guitar riffs, paying homage to Plant and company with a nice "Fucked Zeppelin" as the subtitle of "Hari-Krishna Stomp Wagon." How sad it is to see Wayne today in a nice pink double-breasted coat singing as if he were in the Moody Blues. And who would have ever expected him to make money...

Well, in that album, Nirvana also do a cover of Bowie. If they were to invite all their heroes to the unplugged session, I think there would have been more people on stage than in the audience, starting with Black Francis.

On Mudhoney, the influence came from Blue Cheer, on Mother Love Bone (pre-Pearl Jam) it was Bowie and English glam, and on Screaming Trees (in my opinion much inferior to the Puppets) it was even the Doors. Therefore, I reaffirm my n.7 and Alessioiride's bald head.

At this point, Mauro60's comment 7 is absolutely hilarious...

It must be stated that the Puppets have nothing to do with grunge and the Kirkwood brothers can pave over any fucking grunge band, I agree that this record deserves no less than a 5. Take “Lost” or “Plateau” and you'll see Neil Young's country influence. It's a great band that ties into the tradition of American music. With this album, you start to see Curt's guitar patterns that will reach perfection in the later "desert" albums like "Huevos." The shocking thing is that they gained their fourth hour of success solely due to Nirvana's unplugged performance.

"De Gregori arrives on stage in a blue wetsuit" but what was it, an underwater concert? For me, De Gregori is meant to be understood in connection with a certain period, when as sixteen-year-olds we would get excited live for "Musica Ribelle" and similar songs by Finardi. Seen today at sixteen with a cellphone ready to ring or at fifty with a belly doesn't mean anything anymore; one risks paying more attention to the external packaging represented by a bottle of wine in the hands of young little communists than to the essence of what the singer has to say on stage.

desade says "...Again?????". I say that nothing of this great film has been understood yet. Fusillo wants to know what the hell Chirurgh is looking for with the briefcase if he doesn't have the aim of dominating Rome like in Romanzo criminale, and therefore he is not a credible character in a realistic film. The fact is that this is not a realistic film but a dreamlike one (the ending of Bell's dream). Chirurgh, in his seriousness, is even more moralistic than the sheriff; Moss takes money that isn't his and must be punished, his wife must be killed because she chose (loved) a husband who didn’t take care of her despite knowing the danger, the sheriff receives a solemn moral beating for laying down his arms (when in the motel, knowing that Chirurgh is behind the door, he doesn’t have the courage (or knows it's useless to confront him). Carson Wells (Harrelson) is a braggart who cannot do that dirty job, which deserves far more seriousness. The first sheriff he strangles is a fool who turns his back to chat on the phone. Those who have no major guilt have the chance to gamble their life with heads or tails. Chirurgh's very stylization is a projection of the unconscious, his wooden walk, the boyish haircut, his smile that seems pulled with puppet strings. It is a perfect film in its coldness; I believe comparisons should not be made with movies like "La mala spara la polizia si incazza" of today’s Italian mediocrity.

In the studio, it may seem dated, but make an effort and get "Live at Paradiso" (1980), which I bought "forato" for just a few lira. This is anything but dated; it's a wonderful record, and every time I play it, it's a joy. Among the vocals, "Walk away from love" is stunning! "Subway Blues" is scorching! "She's no good" is PUNK!!! Among the instrumentals, the version of "Rawhide" makes the guitar smoke, and in "Ace of Spades," it pales in comparison to the Cramps. This was a seminal guitarist; get that live album, and you'll make one of the best record deals of your life.