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I think Butch Vig's blessing isn't as effective as Lenny Kaye's on "Hang Time," which was a good record; this one went in one ear and out the other without leaving a trace. The review is very good, but I agree about the excessive length; after all, sometimes they just come out in a certain way, don’t they?

A sparse review it’s true, but one must give credit to a young person like 4aurelio for reviewing an "unreleased" Zappa at a time when kids are competing to post their tenth review of an Iron Maiden album. Nevertheless, in the case of the torrential Zappa, it is never pointless, as you say, to talk about it—one just needs to listen, because it’s not only the music but everything surrounding a Zappa album that requires tons of words, starting with the fact that the cover features Eddie Jobson from Roxy Music, who doesn’t play at all on this record; that in "Mrs. Pinky" (his inflatable doll: "...I have a girl with a cute rubber head, I wash her every night before going to bed") Captain Beefheart plays uncredited on harmonica; that "Torture Never Stops" is a jab at gothic and heavy rock (mice and vomit on the floor...every tool for pain...a dwarf with a bucket and a rag where blood starts to drip); and what enjoys in the background (the torture that provokes sadomasochistic pleasure) is his wife Gail. In short, it’s rare for Uncle Frankie to score less than 5 for an album, and this isn’t one of those rare cases.

@sylvian I don't know if the evaluation of the two albums is correct, but I wouldn’t trade just one track like "Whip It" or "Be Stiff" or "Girl U Want" or "Mongoloid" or "Freedom of Choice" for even the entire discography of U2.

So what? The great Devo have been consistent in their devolutionary theory, they could only get worse and that’s how it has been. Amen

Well, the most necrophilic group I know were the Metgumnerbone, and Scotland Yard caught a member who was wandering around graveyards at night to procure human bones with which he made instruments. The idiot even kept a copy of "Pure" at home, which was the ultra-sadistic underground fanzine by American Peter Sotos. Scotland Yard alerted the FBI, who caught Sotos before he could photocopy the third issue. Disgusting topics that the human mind would refuse to imagine, except for Sotos and those who read him.

Wow, Rivoli, you forgot to mention the splitters from Secondigliano, the chaotic traffic with gridlock in a swastika shape, the Rolex snatching in Forcella, the pazzariello advertising while shouting "attenziò! battaglio'! è asciuto pazzo o' padro'!". If you like international hits, I recommend Gigione and the Marines who cover Donna Summer's "I Feel Love" with "Te piace a' banana"; a fine music connoisseur like you should experience it live in Boscoreale, otherwise you miss out on a great revival of the vulgar, but truly Neapolitan, vernacular, not to mention the shampooers, an expression of the Campanian bourgeoisie.

Rivoli, but which Milingo, here we need Leonarda Cianciulli!

Pretazzo, I think you confuse the necessity of lo-fi (for example, the VU or garage bands) with the lo-fi ATTITUDE, which is what united various new groups in the 80s that adopted home or low-quality recordings precisely to express themselves in that alternative way. We can talk about a true movement that developed in THAT period and not just any low-fidelity rock music from any year.

Well pretazzo, I would like to understand what is usually meant by lo fi. Because for me, Jad Fair has been one of its worthy representatives.

Come on, we agree on the lo-fi attitude but the Japanese Half is fantastic, these are not.