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The song is Povere Mman, dedicated to a dead friend. Anyway, they defend themselves effectively from criticism and irony: "I don’t give a fuck about the charts, about the cops, about racist junkies like Vasco Rossi. I blow up on them, then I enjoy myself. Dad is not part of the assembly of the Italian Society of Authors and Publishers. He flips them off in photographs, we're good and we have to face the music. Down here, the sport is to kill, think about that before you write the bullshit you sing or criticize this album. Let's get to the point." Also taken from the old album ("Intro") which is called "Chi More Pe' Mme," which translated into Italian means "who loves me," and this says a lot about the world of CoSang, a world where dying and loving go hand in hand.

It sounds exactly like Queens of the Stone Age, Lullabies period, English, gay, and without the cocaine addiction. Basically, you can throw it away. They, okay, were born that way, who cares, but Homme is in a deep crisis, like really deep. It looks like Milan. Is it the red that brings bad luck?

I reply as CoSang: "Don’t get emotional, it’s not a sad piece. This is to greet those who left young. It’s Dust, not memory; you still touch it with your hands, it helps you for victory, it flows in the things you do." Obviously in thick and violent Neapolitan.

Wash the lettuce, sister :) Anyway Alex, I have to contradict you. I first saw the video for Check My Brain on the barber's TV on one of those music channels on Sky. True, the riff is nice, but it doesn't convince me as a whole. The video, on the other hand, is completely unredeemable... but maybe I'm just biased against music videos.

I don't understand why we shouldn't talk about camorra, I don't understand what we should care if it no longer attracts (but in the end it never really did) the attention of the most, and above all, I don't understand what "the most" should do besides, once again, offend and humiliate us. The CoSang don't talk about camorra (they've never uttered the word camorra, it's not used among certain people). They talk about the system, fossi, ro rion'. And it's not that they talk about these things because they chose to, it's these things that were chosen for them, just like with Saviano, same thing. And the pizza, then? Naples is as much camorra as it is pizza, as much a place made up of people who only think about enjoying (as Goethe said), as much a place where no one can ever really enjoy. These outbursts of "stop talking about camorra, keep it to yourselves" you can keep to yourselves because there are so many things we would have liked to keep to ourselves, here, but we were not allowed.

PROT!

I think reinforced concrete pterodactyls are crap.

They are great. If anyone wants to learn more: Il sito ufficiale | Roberto Saviano Online

Here, I had only seen Check My Brain (blah!). A Looking in View, which I have now seen, instead rocks. Not too much has changed. Even the new voice fits well, especially since they kept it low low. Nice single and quirky (7 minutes, MTV must be dying of joy :)).

After the phase of the latent organ, mica comes the phase of the prejudiced organ.