maxgit

What a discussion! I read it with interest, and I will read it again calmly, but it seems to me (forgive me because it is clear that there is a need to talk in order to understand, and I understand that too) tainted by the desire to place different artists into the same box or category, which creates competition where there shouldn’t be any. Instead of talking about content, we are talking about hit charts... personally, for example, I love Rino and De Gregori, who are different.. I would never dream of attributing to De Gregori any pretentiousness that isn’t intended, and thus, after all, in good faith. Moreover, he too had problems breaking out of the labeling when his supposed audience pointed out that "Rimmel" was not very committed (pop songs, miii....)!

Damn, there's worse than Allevi, taccanisci - I admire intelligent comments, and you can always manage to get a laugh (the ending is deadly). However, one thing doesn't escape the attentive Sherlock. How come you listened to Evolution too?

aha, take that, new romantic. You must think that I, the undersigned, didn’t buy the records of the aforementioned artist, but rather the book "La musica in testa." I started off with the prejudice that it was all constructed (given the resemblance to Bruno Martelli, it could be possible, right? A nice look and a nice character), and instead I found myself in front of a truly interesting character, as the contents of the book express genuine passion and some good ideas for musicians—intelligence, above all. Not bad! Even though the music isn’t that great, I don’t mind that he achieved the success he did, as he had the brains, passion, and believed in it with all the sacrifices that entailed, rather than someone else.

right now I don’t see his hair standing up anymore, but it doesn’t matter, I liked it and I would love to hear it again. there’s something to say... the 80s had a very particular connotation when it comes to music. we were in a good place, there was a great sense of experimentation, of trusting and believing in music. a lot of naïve romantics (sometimes excessive, well) with big hair etc etc are a sign of a positive society, and with that came the freedom to experiment, believing they would be believed and listened to. what I don’t see now is someone who trusts more, someone who wants to express themselves without too many marketing or sales concerns. now everyone says something just because it can be sold to an audience. tell me one who doesn’t do this and I’ll go buy their record. let’s take, I don’t know, an Elisa - who quotes a Morissette - who in turn is like a Sheryl Crow - who in turn... and all this sells to... in the 80s everyone was a bit of a goof, but they played around and exaggerated on their own. now I wouldn't want to upset Elisa's fan club, for heaven's sake... it's just for discussion. now, I hope the Ligabue fan club doesn’t hold it against me (to stay in the house), but for example, can a normal man, in your opinion, keep saying and repeating and making the same records and statements? this time he’s copying from himself (well, the concept is the same). at least Howard Jones, I read, has put aside the electronics, but I’m sure he writes beautiful and different songs.

ewwiva that big hair of howard jones...

urc, finally a review as the gentleman commands!!! well done, damn it!

I too went through Joni's classic albums first, the defenseless, fragile Joni. It took me quite a while to grasp this punch to the stomach... here the atmosphere is truly unsettling (starting from the cover), and the critique is hard to swallow. Who are the savages, Joni seems to say, overlaying the urban landscape onto the jungle, those who carry the snake, or us, who think only in terms of slaves and prisoners, of power and violence... on one thing I do not agree with "Vultures," Joni in this album is more hippie than ever... she had said "the greed is the unraveling...", now she repeats it, but in a truly shocking way—perhaps she is the only hippie left, even today. Only the rock and roll of the first track, the beat generation, holds up...

I too went through Joni's classic albums first, the defenseless, fragile Joni. It took me quite a while to grasp this punch to the stomach... here the atmosphere is truly unsettling (starting from the cover), and the critique is hard to swallow. Who are the savages, Joni seems to say, overlaying the urban landscape onto the jungle, those who carry the snake, or us, who think only in terms of slaves and prisoners, of power and violence... on one thing I do not agree with "Vultures," Joni in this album is more hippie than ever... she had said "the greed is the unraveling...", now she repeats it, but in a truly shocking way—perhaps she is the only hippie left, even today. Only the rock and roll of the first track, the beat generation, holds up...