mj64

Regardless of the judgment on the work (which I still consider the best of Kiss's long and forgettable career), this review (not “recenzione”) is truly awful. The rating is further worsened by the bully-like attitude shown towards anyone who dared to criticize you. The mastery of the Italian language is at a fourth-grade level, and the ideas expressed in the text are even weaker; the only shareable concept is describing the four as anything but monsters of skill (and calling this Alive the peak of their discography). Grow up, or better yet, devote yourself to something else, rather than hurling curses and mafia-style threats at anyone who dares to disagree (or maybe the term is too difficult for you? It means not agreeing). Peace.

I don't know the album, but I just got Trisector, which seems really interesting to me, even though the absence of David Jackson is definitely felt. Great review; at this point, I guess I’ll have to reconsider my (superficial) beliefs about VDGG, which I've never digested or explored deeply. If I managed to fall in love with phases 3 and 4 of King Crimson, I have to give Hammill a chance too. Maybe soon I’ll perform with Trisector, if someone who knows the VDGG world better doesn’t beat me to it.

Come on, I can't possibly give 5 to all the Camel albums. Just the presence of "Remote Romance" should prevent me from doing so.
However, it would only take "Ice" (if R.R. is, in my opinion, the worst song in the whole Camel discography, this one is surely in the top 3-5) to lift my spirits. Anyway, everything Andy Latimer does has a touch of magic, no doubt about it. I think in the '90s, the quality started to rise again, leaving behind any pop aspirations. The fact that the great Andy has remained almost alone (surrounded only by good session musicians) has made the albums more cohesive and even more passionate.
I adore this man. In my opinion, the review deserves a 3.5.

I literally adore the Turn Back that you refer to as a "transitional album"......In it, I remember masterpieces like Goodbye Eleonore, English Eyes, Gift with a Golden Gun, etcetera, etcetera....
Ten minutes of applause: it's true that I, by age, could be the father of almost all the fans of this album, but to hear that Tambu is considered better than the historic albums sends chills down my spine.
In my opinion, I and IV are great albums (the fourth has a decidedly superior feel, the solos are breathtaking), but in my view, the masterpieces are Hydra and Turn Back. Then the two subsequent albums are nice works, but with a grave flaw: there's no Bobby Kimball!!! Guys, the soul of Toto was him.

Adriano: in any case, I find it simply undeniable to define this "a masterpiece of music": I may not agree on whether it's a good album or not, but this is not a masterpiece. Perhaps you wrestled with the Italian language or you simply went crazy. The fact is that you called this album a masterpiece.

What can I say? When this album was released, I was there. I still remember "Hold the Line" being played by Renzo Arbore on "L'Altra Domenica." It was love at first listen! The review is passionate and precise, although perhaps a tad naive. For me, it deserves a 3.5. The album is truly excellent, but in my opinion, it's a good step below the subsequent "Hydra" and also "Turn Back" (a very underrated album). I saw them live in Milan in 1983, and Bobby Kimball is perhaps the vocalist who has impressed me the most in my life; since their departure, Toto has never been the same. Steve Lukather is a guitar god, and Steve and Jeff (RIP) Porcaro were two greats. Listening back today, I think that in terms of songwriting, they didn't quite match their enormous skills as musicians, but they remain one of the cornerstone bands of the 70s-80s era.

that it certainly isn't the marillion masterpiece, far from it, I agree (and by the way, it was the straw that broke the camel's back, making me abandon marillion for a long 16 years, until last year). However, in hindsight, and after listening to what they've done since (not to mention the latest SWE), I believe it isn't the worst. Yes, cover my eyes is terrible (and I've never sung it, and if they played it at a concert I wouldn't be the happiest man in the world), the title track is really banal, and the entire album suffers from an excessively pop production. However, splintering heart is superb (and even today it's a stunning intro for live shows, I saw it last year in Milan), the party isn't bad, no one can is a very basic ballad but it's by no means a bad song, great lyrics, a melody that sticks with you (in my opinion, many boy bands from the last decade would have wanted to have it in their hands to make it a blockbuster), dry land isn't bad either. In short, it's an album that flows by, not exhilarating but certainly better than radiation and perhaps even better than others (marillion.com itself is saved in the corner because it contains the wonderful interior lulu, but on a general level, it's not better).
Finally, I would like to break a lance in favor of H: as a vocalist he's undeniable, though he certainly doesn't have the enormous charisma of mister Derek Dick. And as a lyricist, especially after freeing himself from the <aiuto> of john helmer, he has proven to be sensitive and refined. Sure, fish is a poet of absolute caliber, while he is much less visionary, writes less in layers, is more direct, and has a truly remarkable melancholic and introspective vein. Different, but not for that less valid (this is obviously not aimed at you, godhogarth, but at those who criticized him).

stunning, fantastic. Van the Man at his peak, but also not, because even later he managed to churn out gems. Personally, I prefer him to Astral Weeks, but I also understand the opposing opinions. As for Moondance, every time I hear the bubbly version I get pissed off. At least the people on the radio could say it's a cover of the immense Van M., instead, it almost seems like it's a piece written by that loser Canadian. Anyway, truly amazing.

A collection always has the limits of the genre. And in this one, for example, it lacks that absolute masterpiece of Baba O' Reilly. However, the booklet is fantastic, and to start immersing oneself in the world of Pete, John, Keith, and Roger (perhaps the best rock singer ever), it works well.

great review (I am in favor of track by track) a more than appreciable album, with a super Paul Rodgers