Dislocation

DeRank : 22,35 • DeAge™ : 3009 days

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Whoever goes to see it, or if they watch it at home, in the warm existential telematic oblivion, I think they do it, as it happened to me, out of a visceral love for the Bitols in general and maybe, who knows, out of the curious longing to know what one could feel living in a world that has been deprived of them, just like that, bam, all of a sudden.
However, the film is truly as you describe it, with a nice and well-structured first part and a second one that is totally predictable, banal even.
Then we could start a lovely discussion about what youth music would really have been without the Four, and despite the noble @[proggen_ait94], we would discover that there might have been a soggy frungia, a fiordibelin with mushroom sauce, but not the music as we know it now, and also many little issues of fashion, of views of reality and just Dislo who then fall asleep. So let’s not even start.
Beautiful and concise is your writing, true to what you write, just try not to take another six centuries to write something.
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Ah, it's evident from how much you write and how you do it that you are a true fan of Queen, sincere and passionate. As for me, in my own small way, I stop at "Jazz"; beyond that, I find them, as the deBaserians above say, indefensible and rotten to the core. It was a deliberate choice on their part, especially Mercury, who didn't want to continue being the incredibly talented singer of a hard rock band. He wanted and firmly supported the pop and then disco shift, choosing easy profits, winks, macho-gay poses, albums filled with minimal and lackluster rubbish that, however, due to the name, and his undeniable and charismatic stage presence, sold by the container everywhere.

I have a strong antipathy towards the character of Mercury, hedonistic and lazy to the point of boredom; I consider him an artist blessed with talent and possessing an extraordinary "natural" technique, but, for example, the author of countless interviews in which he only declared that he wanted to have fun, pursue enjoyment, seek absolute leisure, I wanna have fun, a kind of mantra... all things absolutely normal for anyone, but for him taken to a pathological level of delirium. I've never heard Mercury talk about anything else; not that I expect a rock band singer to engage in discussions about Israeli domestic politics or the Higgs boson, let's be clear.

I don't know, he has always given me the impression of someone who happened to be there by chance, singing random things as they came to him, and almost always it turned out well, whether he sang in front of a hundred thousand souls or under the shower... always praised by the usual packs of fans whose objectivity one certainly cannot rely on...
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Simply and completely in agreement.
What immediately stands out, or rather, what is heard, is the urgency to communicate something new, something different but already partially felt, the need to refresh a music style, rock and roll, which at the time had about seven years of life and was already showing signs of fatigue and a tendency toward conformity, typical aspects of a society such as the American one that, despite inventing new and revolutionary things, tends to categorize, standardize, and archive them very, very quickly...
Being British and, therefore, less accustomed to absolute novelties, coming from a society where the old and nostalgic customs of the late empire were more to be avoided and destroyed than those to be embraced, was perhaps the true ace up the sleeve for all the Beatles...
And then, ladies and gentlemen, shall we mention how these Beatles of that time continuously paid tribute, through cover versions or their originals, to black vocal groups, especially female ones? Not to mention that, for two more albums, they would plunder the "black" repertoire of the time, reinterpreting songs like "Twist and Shout" as well as "You Really Got a Hold on Me" or "Money," chewing them up, crumbling them, and demolishing them only to recreate them in such a personal way that even today not everyone knows which song is theirs and which one is a cover...
For further comments, please refer to my cousin from Padania, @[IlConte]...
Well done, @[DDQ], I'm going to DeAmarti, damn it.
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Nothing to say.
He's one of those artists who makes you pity the poor souls who call Italian Song inconsistent and unoriginal.
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The problem might be resolved in the following quaestio: But can a small stone thrown in a dream hit another sleeping and dreaming subject, say, to receive a pebble to the forehead?
And if so, is the impact power the same as that imparted by the throwing subject, or does it vary, let's say, based on the physical distance between the two dreamers?
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As long as this is the mailsdevvis we remember and not what it wanted to be, despite everything and everyone, or what it was content to be, I really like and am much more taken by what Aster writes than what I’ve heard, I believe only a couple of times in my life, in this album.

I’m not struck by the album nor by the fact that you drink a similar concoction, undoubtedly pleasant and special, but rather by the fact that, at night, you manage to connect enough to turn on the amp, the turntable, guide the arm onto the groove, and listen without the fact that no neighbor is rubbing their scrotum against the reality that they have to work tomorrow.... You really manage to operate the stereo even at night, half-asleep? I can hardly put on my glasses and read ten pages of Ballard right now... But you’re gggiiovane, I bet...
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Their sound is always original and easily recognizable; it’s them who, like all of you, are aging.
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@[TataOgg] Ehia, ehia, dappu nau ehia, sa pippìa.
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Vocalist molestanzichenò, but what a beautiful album.
Always a pleasure to read you.
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A striking cover. Let’s always remember that similar conditions can be treated today, and with excellent results. And I’m not just referring to the condition that would lead the bovine in question to produce such an abundance of secretions, but, perhaps more so, to the condition of the designer and of those who, in their kindness, inspire him.