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The quality of this album is very high, even if the harmonic peak of the "disco-pop" phase inaugurated the previous year with "La batteria, il contrabbasso ecc..." will be reached in 1978 with "Una donna per amico." Clearly, we are not here to nitpick with things like, "if you give this a 5, you have to give the other a 4..." I give 5 to "Anima latina" and 5 to "Una donna per amico," which have nothing in common. Here we are talking about perfection and meticulousness in the construction and finishing of the harmonic structure. "Io, tu, noi, tutti" I place among his well-executed works, but it still doesn't dare to define itself as a masterpiece. And yes, let’s continue to praise him unabashedly, because this man, so introverted yet candid, at times simple, at times provincial, a bit of a mountain man, a bit of a farmer, despite a few small missteps, had nothing to envy those from across the Channel or the Ocean: "Lucio Battisti belongs to the ranks of the most important musical artists worldwide of the 20th century." Fècchiu.

This arrogant and pretentious live performance adds nothing new to the career of an embarrassing character who, back in 2001, had long since run out of things to say. An hour of ball-busting. For as much as I've been fed up with him for two decades, I still rescue the extraordinary "Modena" and (say what you will, and I’ll be rhetorical) "Grazie Roma." I don’t know... fuck it, it's an anthem that has nothing to do with my colors (football-wise), but I feel it’s so pure and spontaneous; it encapsulates a loving belonging to one's city, a sense of togetherness without grudges. Maybe a bit sly as a song, but I would have loved for someone to write it for my team.

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...and I saw people coming through the round valley, silent and weeping, just like the way the souls walk in this world. - As my gaze fell lower upon them, it appeared marvelously that each one was turned upside down between the chin and the beginning of the buttocks, - for their faces had been turned back, and they were compelled to walk backward, because their sight was taken from them. - Perhaps, by force of speech, some had been completely turned this way; but I did not see it, nor do I believe it to be so. - If God allows you, reader, to take fruit from your reading, now think for yourself how I could keep my face dry, - when I saw our likeness so distorted up close that the tears from their eyes soaked their buttocks through the fissure. (CANTO XX - INFERNO - Bolgia degli indovini)

Punk from Christmas gift baskets at shopping malls. Deliberately renounced after "Insomniac."

I enter your profile and I'm amazed by your two charts of the best albums. Italian and otherwise. There’s something for every taste. And I keep wondering, "Why Povia?"

The Foster was already shamelessly bangable.

Elleppìdellamadonna

The ucciuista triad I prefer: "Boy", "October" and "One". They could have just retired for real. But then why disturb the cockroaches and the pinki? On "The Dark Side of the Moon", I won’t get into a debate either. Nix has already said it all.

"But who the hell is making that noise!?" - "Nobody." - "No, Jesus Christ, nobody!"