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Thank you for the comments (and thanks to DonJunio for the real wishes). As for the voting on the album, I'll let others express their opinions even though I'm still convinced it's not the best. Regarding singer-songwriters, it's a tired and overused debate; I see it this way: it's easy to grow up with certain music, and so you might find yourself praising songwriters you resonate with, especially appreciating them for the thoughts they provoke and what they create within you. If someone like Battiato leaves you indifferent with what he writes, there's no point in forcing it; it's unlikely you'll like it. It's all very subjective and debatable. Rino Gaetano is put a bit lower because he has fewer "poetic" references or lyrical passages. He remains direct, essential, and connected to the environment he lived in (the working-class neighborhoods of Rome). Of course, the opposite can also happen (I think of Faust'O, who no critic places among the big names of poetry in music in Italy, and very few celebrate him. In fact, maybe I am one of them, and luckily, I add).

Welcome to Debaser. I don't think it's a bad debut, well done. When it comes to Dub, I have to admit I don’t know very much and I'm pretty much stuck with the more well-known stuff.

I have never read a better analysis of the content of this album, excellent work. Does the album deserve the highest praise? In my opinion, no, and the limitation lies precisely in the music; it still lacks the magic of the triad "Nero a Metà - Vai Mò - Bella 'Mbriana."

The others have already spoken, I couldn't agree more with them.

I missed a nice DeLive, well done.

It may seem like an illogical outburst thrown out haphazardly (Alessio's) but it holds a grain of truth. I really didn't expect them to promote this stuff from the microphones of Radio Popolare; I expected much more. True anger is something else, but unlike what the Area used to say, even the angry ones have fled along with the gods. All that remains is this album, decidedly ugly.

Welcome to Debaser. I’ll make a note of these.

I would make it less dramatic than Dario, Ole, and Gasta. Simply put, the verve and the fervor are so overwhelming that you don't notice what you leave behind. These are instinctive reviews, rich in passion, but thrown together like this, it's really not worth it.

In short, it’s clear. Here you want to give people an inferiority complex because of the reviews. Better this way.

For lovers of psychedelia, here we have a must, very simple. If you don't like it (psychedelia), that's another story. Did Sid invent it? Could be, I wouldn't know. If I'm asked what psychedelia is, I reply: "Lyd - Lyd," a record from 1970 that sooner or later I'll have the guts to review.