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Ullallà... I had already understood that our poor Rivolone was not exactly a gem from his comments and the musical gems on his blog, but it took CaptainHowdy to succinctly define the character's mediocrity. Congratulations, Captain!
That said, and established that not everything can please everyone, there should be a minimum of intellectual honesty to admit that so-called masterpieces exist in all musical genres, and it is up to the trained ear of the honest enthusiast to distinguish what is of quality from what isn't; I, as a former die-hard metalhead, can say that the (many) emotions this album once gave me I now seek elsewhere. But now, enough Maiden... Stick to the comments!

I've listened to them several times, the manovals, and I've come to the conclusion that when someone acts like a god of the instrument, like Joey De Maio does, they should at least come out every 2 or 3 years with songs worthy of the name, well-structured and with a logical thread; instead, this album features 5-minute interludes/ball and chains and organ tirades that are more appropriate for Christmas mass... Live, De Maio then indulges in 10-minute tear-jerking solos; evidently, that's what the defenderz broderz of tru ivi metal want, to the detriment of what should be good music.

@Cloe/Pinotto: I have updated the statistics and I confirm my hypothesis: you are a fool.

Of course it's a trans. Happy for you, Rivoli.

Yes, apocalyptic folk, why not... Now I understand why "The Bandit and the Champion" reminded me of something by Current 93. But go screw yourself, Rivoli, go!

I quote Bonaz91 and I would like to point out to Mr. Rivoli that I have balls well attached to my body, perfectly functional and regularly emptied by some accommodating friend.
Moreover, Mr. Rivoli, even if Zappa himself had recorded your discs, they would still be pathetic.

Congratulations to Cloe, the official groupie of the president here reviewer.
Cloe, 1/3 of your comments are contained in this page and insult someone, the remaining 2/3 are scattered on DeBaser and tell how much more beautiful Nixon's reviews are... What the hell do you want to teach, and to whom?
I hope at least that you and Nixon are not the same person because, in that case, you're 2 idiots in one.

2ndo Metallus and I support/promote the anti-Rivoli crusade. I took a quick look at its reviews, and they already seem to be an endless mine of bullshit; I reserve the right to revisit them as soon as possible to understand the character and dismantle it.

I listened carefully to the first 4 tracks last night in the car, which for me is the ultimate test for any album; if it doesn't sound good there, it means it sucks...
"Plafone" is a SPECTACULAR track, both for its musical score and for Antonella Ruggero's applause-worthy performance; I don’t know if the ELII (or Mr. Tanica, because it seems to me like it’s his creation) wanted to pay homage to PFM, the more recent Le Orme, or vintage Genesis, but the fact is that this piece ROCKS! "Ignudi..." sounds like a parody of Elvis (Presley, not Costello), especially in Elio's interpretation and in the structure of the piece and the chords, which in my opinion reference "Suspicious Minds."
"Heavy Samba" makes me nostalgic with the "BEBO! BEBO! BEBO!" from Irene Grandi, even though it isn’t on the level of "Il Rock'n'Roll."
To wrap up, I want to remind you that Tuscany is currently in surplus.

Dear daft85, I kind of like you already even though I don't even know you. You call someone a jerk for making what you think are ridiculous statements, but you should accept the fact that someone might call you a jerk for the same reason... In my area (Modena and surrounding provinces) there are 3 ways to listen to music at Mediaworld: first option, you go to the aforementioned kiosk where you can choose from 5 or 6 CDs to listen to, EVEN IN FULL, if you have time to waste; second option, you listen to what they play inside the store, which is usually DeeJay Television OR a CD (chosen by the department head) that is played IN FULL, or at least until some employee gets fed up and changes it. The case of the aforementioned CD is left in plain sight on the music department counter, in a special display with the sign "YOU ARE LISTENING TO THIS," just in case you feel like asking what the album is... What do you say? The third option? Oh right... Well, you bring a CD from home, head to the hi-fi department, and while listening to it, you try to blow out as many cones of the speakers of the displayed systems as possible.