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I've come to the idea that Lennon, at that time, wanted to distance himself as much as possible from the Beatles affair. He had many things to tell, including deeply personal ones (and he would begin his intimate narrative in 1970 with John Lennon/Plastic Ono Band), but first he needed to dismantle the model that had been sewn onto him during the last years of the Beatles' adventure. I can't explain a record like this any other way. A sort of anti-yesterday, a shooting of Sgt. Pepper. But that's just my feeling, entirely debatable.
Anyway, it's a beautiful and interesting review.

a highly refined fake... but the funniest thing is MikiNigagi's response.

It's nice, but the piece seems to clash a bit with the actual content of the album, in which Neil Young has poured all his bitterness and disillusionment. This album, and even more so the subsequent one, Tonight's The Night, are literally filled with the ghosts that you invite to throw into the fire in your text. In fact, in Tonight's The Night, the ghosts even have names, Bruce Berry and Danny Whitten, friends who died of an overdose. They are two splendid and grim albums, turned towards the past, which is painfully called into question. Your piece expresses an invitation to hope and optimism that is completely absent from the album in question. Still nice and well-written.

ding dong, ding dong love,
a hundred bells are saying yes...

...well done Cervo!

Well, the school trip to London in 1973 is something you remember for a lifetime, I believe. I still recall with unbearable nostalgia a trip to Vienna (which is certainly not London), and it wasn't even in 1973, but exactly 10 years later: the era of U2, Style Council, and Everything But The Girl. I remember that trip for sentimental reasons; I had a crush on a classmate who thought very highly of me (just like Fantozzi's wife thought of her husband. But... love, no?). I ended up making out with another classmate who I wasn't interested in at all. Totally wrong. However, overall, the memories are incredibly sweet. I would give my left pinky to go back to that time. The record is really lovely, and the review is just as good.

beautiful memories, undoubtedly, but I've always found Vecchioni unbearable.

Well, I simply find Funeral a beautiful album and this at least nice, without too much fuss.

wow!

Well done.

Your review is entertaining, and the adventure of this trip is told very well, so much so that it brings to mind similar experiences I had in those places many years ago (I mean the adventurous pursuit of a concert, navigating through fascinating and remote places). The only small limitation of your enjoyable piece is that, not knowing this band, the description of the musicians and the music you listened to didn’t allow me to get a real sense of what it was. I had to supplement your review with a little research on Wikipedia. In short, your review is for connoisseurs who already know what we're talking about. Nevertheless, I consider you a significant presence in the Debasio scene, and I always read you with interest and enjoyment. So, congratulations TataOgg, and see you next time.