Socrates

There are some mischievous "i"s that have sneaked in near The Church. Can I kindly ask the editors to intervene? If it could also be possible to remove the word "lavori" at the 19th line and replace it with "album," that would be fantastic.

I didn't plunge in because I wanted to listen to the album again, which I honestly didn't have much of a memory of. The first impression is confirmed. I find it evocative, but not very engaging. But if I had been lucky enough to look into the depths of the Grand Canyon, maybe I would think differently.

I'll tell you. I have a strange relationship with Sun Ra. Some of his ideas seem excellent to me; others I struggle to digest. But that's definitely my limitation. In the either/or that you rightly pose, sometimes I have let go.

You force me to take it. In terms of style, does it resemble Rubalcaba a bit or is it completely off?

I have never had the courage to buy "Marquee Moon" on CD again. The LP is a relic and still sounds great. Tom Verlaine is one of the "thinkers" of the New Wave, as well as an excellent guitarist.

The oral stage is, I say this to defend the quality of high school in Latin America, one of the phases of emotional-affective development according to Freudian psychoanalysis; I believe this is what the student Shakira is referring to... if there is a "fixation," not in the sense you dirty minds think, it is a matter for sharp analysts. Although I am not a specialist, I offer my services to the enterprising girl for a modest fee. :-)

If my judgment were to stop, without having listened to the album, at the shaking hips of the Colombian girl and the sinful promises of the cover, which would greatly lighten Adam's position, sparing him the mortgage for hiring lawyer Tormina, I wouldn't hesitate to say yes. That music is art, I believe, is beyond dispute. That the history of art, in general, is also the history of a continuous "profanation," seems equally evident to me. Without "pars destruens," without "parricides," various profanations, I believe the history of any art would be quite insignificant. So, attention to the use of terms. Just as, moving even further away from the specific object, it is rather difficult for contemporaries to say what art is. The examples in painting, in music of every genre, in cinema of "judgments a posteriori" would be numerous. I wouldn't be so peremptory, therefore, in posing the question.

One of the most fascinating things about today's music is Shakira's articulated hips... when they want to move, they move! Kudos to the girl... and then talking about "profanation" seems completely out of place.

I must have been just over twenty, and the good Enzo came to S. Maria di Castellabate at the nightclub "Blue Moon." We rushed in hard; back then, his cassette was in heavy rotation, and we practically sang "Soul Express" along with him, without any real stage. An album to cherish, especially for the cover, as has been rightly said.

I fully support Antonio. When we drive somewhere, my children are usually forced to endure one of Al Jarreau's (often "Breakin' Away") and one from Steely Dan. There will be time later to argue with me... ;-) The review is good, but I might avoid this break between the introduction and the analysis of the tracks; I would perhaps try to "streamline" it a bit more and blend everything together...gosh, it sounds like a recipe from "Gusto" on TG5.
P.S. The voice is the best instrument.