Rooftrampler92

Creativity cannot and should not be confined solely to the concept of influence: thank God Zappa didn't give a damn, in fact his genius went beyond that. I specified that his approach as a musician was a revolution, not so much the music itself, which was still a colossal manifesto of human creativity. Zappa was a genius, and he couldn't care less about being valued by posterity, unlike many who did and tried to do so in the decades that followed. True influence is the one that arrives spontaneously, without anyone expecting it, because it is natural, the result of a creativity that has not been imprisoned in the desire to do something that is out of the box and therefore "revolutionary." And this is something that Scaruffi I think has never understood.

Personally, I say that "Twin Infinitives" was not influential, just as Frank Zappa was not influential as a musician (mind you, I am not belittling Zappa; on the contrary, he was one of the greatest geniuses of music, but I just doubt how influential he was, although he did have an impact in the way he presented himself as a musician), and just as Captain Beefheart was not influential at all. "Twin Infinitives" is simply anarchy made music; it is not merely an escape, but it is a manifesto of decadence, and as such, it is nothing but chaos. It is not music; it is noise. Beyond personal tastes, if one has a (universal) idea of what is listenable or not, a record like "Twin Infinitives," which is purely symbolic and abstract, simply doesn't hold up. Therefore, it is disgusting music because it is not music; it is noise, or if it is, it is unclassifiable. This is a discussion that could similarly apply (with various differences) to Beefheart and others. Since I cannot stand this (or rather, I like a record to have values, but I also want music that makes me feel pleasant sensations), I have no sympathy for some artists who are trapped in the compulsion to create things that must transcend what music is, forgetting exactly what they have a true passion for. Anyway, a thousand examples can be made. After this colossal mental ramble, I can wrap it up here.

Just the title track is enough to make this album a masterpiece, one of my absolute favorite tracks; I've repeated those screams many times. In some ways, I prefer "New Day Rising" to "Zen Arcade," but "Zen Arcade" is adolescence turned into music, and an adolescent who listens to Hüsker Dü is bound to love that album, more than just an album; it’s a cult and also a significant piece of history.

I understand Easycure's point of view; until a few days ago, I thought the same about the album. Then, after listening to it over and over, I realized the circumstances in which such a creature emerged, which Bleak perfectly described in his last lines. A sick album.

Or perhaps it was also Jarmusch's intention to deceive and seduce the first viewer into noticing only aesthetics and pleasures throughout the film. But in my opinion, the film's intent is what I've stated; it's the representation of daily life amidst ordinary distractions. It's clear that life is not only this; there are also feelings involved, but Jarmusch wants to highlight this single aspect of daily life.

I disagree. Almost completely. For me, the focal points of Coffee and Cigarettes are two: aesthetics and realism. Take a moment to ask yourself these questions, as they might clarify my point of view more explicitly. When you go to a bar and sit down with a friend, what do you talk about? About trivial things, sometimes even nonsense, talking about absurd topics, sometimes with lightness. You joke about nicknames and various stuff, you rejoice or get angry, you get worked up over nothing, you call each other silly names, you tease each other. This is reality; daily life is partially made up of this, and many times we are so focused on ideas and thoughts that we forget how we live, how we relate to others. We underestimate the way we communicate with others in our daily lives, and this is a good thing because if we were to plan everything we need to say (which is impossible, but sometimes we stupidly attempt to do it), it would be so dull, so stupid, and unnatural. This is naturalness, it’s realism, and it’s a criterion by which I evaluate not just films like this, but many other films. I think of Tarantino's dialogues, the first ones that come to mind. But there could be a thousand examples. With this, I'm not saying that a movie must necessarily be real; indeed, film is, in most cases, fiction.
Then there’s the aesthetics, which deserves a lot of discussion, even in a negative light. Perhaps the weakest point of the film is precisely its aesthetics, which fascinates due to the use of colors and tones, but it's always a method that I don't appreciate. It's true that the film is fiction, and it’s also aesthetics; however, if you focus too much on the aesthetics, you forget about the content, something that doesn’t happen in Coffee and Cigarettes, which I consider to be very good in terms of content, and I appreciated it for what I said above.

Low, trivial song (the artistic content is close to absolute zero), seemingly innocent, but that's how it is. It's true that music is an accessible and touching medium, but for a poor soul with a destroyed home and no capital, it does neither warmth nor cold; on the contrary, it can only irritate him. A simple little song isn't enough to dismiss with hypocrisy and superficiality the thousands of people who still have the earthquake ringing in their ears.

sorry supervai ;D

Glossy music that's quite mediocre, decent lyrics, but it remains wrapped in plastic. A good look and a rock attitude are not enough to make rock, I agree with SeteveVai, they are pop (in the most commercial sense of the term), actually, they represent it in every way, especially at a marketing level. They come from a talent show, which is understandable.

The album has been around for a while, I haven't listened to it but the genre should appeal to me. I find the review quite vague.