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<< Let’s not have pointless generational wars. >> Sorry, but you show up after years of this damn Primiballi trying to convince us that the only good option left is suicide, and you come tell me “you can’t talk about periods you haven’t lived through and dismiss them with three sharp remarks.” Well, exactly, don’t talk about periods you haven’t lived through. I was just listing tons of crap because this guy has really inflated our patience with the rediscovery of loads of stuff that even rocks know about. Besides that, it particularly annoys me to hear people speak badly of the young, because if the youth are like this, it’s always the fault of what came before, not of those who have arrived now. I couldn’t care less about how life was in the 70s & 80s; I didn’t start this discussion, I was just responding. The problem is that the jerk in question is offensive to others while he’s actually ruder than anyone by snubbing any conversation and coming out with the usual “well then you’re right.” If you propose a theory, present it and discuss it, otherwise you’re just a lobotomized idiot brainwashed by the system, which indeed he is. Do you ask questions, inquire, bring a hundred examples? And he answers PAVESE DE ANDRÀ SPRINGSTEEN ah ah bye bye patience. After a while, you get tired of hearing the same things over and over. The same things. The same things. The same things. The same things. The same things. The same things. The same things. The same things. The same things. The same things. The same things. The same things. The same things. The same things. The same things. The same things. The same things. The same things. The same things. The same things. The same things. The same things. The same things.

<< Good music, brothers, and adios >> THANK YOU.

And those fucking Boy Bands, when did they come out? New Kids On The Block, Bros, those Latin ones with Ricky Martin (the niños or whatever) weren't they all 80s? The teen movies, from Pretty in Pink to Porky's 1-2-3 to Revenge of the Nerds and all that stuff, weren't they 80s? Or should we talk about the grandiose TV shows that were all the same with perfect families of seven thousand people where everyone loved each other to bits? The Bradfords, yes, who were making culture. Family Ties is practically a treatise on the family. Don’t even get me started on those Michael J. Fox shows, what garbage. And coming to Italy, it gets even better, there was Gian from Ric&Gian, where the older son was called GIANFILIPPO. I wanted to kill him at seven, can you imagine if they offered it to us now? Or the Costanzo family show? Eh, do you remember the Costanzo family TV show? All the episodes were written by Pavese with the soundtrack of De André.

Frankie Goes To Hollywood sold millions of records, and when they arrived at their first live performance (after months and months since the album release), they didn’t know how to sing. The voice wasn’t theirs. Does that happen now? No. When did it happen? In the wonderful 80s that messed with your brain.

And especially you lecture us while buying records from the worst assholes scraping the bottom of the barrel. Really, it’s annoying to know that you exist.

But respond, it’s not like you’re going to bring De André and Pavese back into the conversation. Come up with something else since you want to save the years of lead, the plastic years, the drinkable Milan, Craxi & Andreotti. The Drive-In, Cuccarini, Cioè, snacks made with everything that doesn’t exist in nature, canned goods that lasted three years on store shelves, Boy George, George Michael, Nick Kamen, the Bros, Saranno Famosi by Leroy Brown... Pavese a couple of idiots, you were born and raised in the midst of the crap they played for everyone, nothing compared to Pavese and De André. Charlie, you’re a fool, Salvi, there’s a car to move... one could go on for a millennium listing the Italian crap of the 70s/80s. And there’s also plenty from the 60s, of course, from Rita Pavone singing “Datemi un martello” (can we realize this? songs for children) to Caselli. Or let’s take Mina. Who took Italians' money to sing songs written by others, play the diva, and then happily scamper back to Switzerland to enjoy the silliness of petty Italy. At Area concerts, a sold-out show was never seen, nor at those of Arti e Mestieri, nor at Osanna. And this is said by those who played back then, not me. Do you know when the records of serious – REALLY SERIOUS – Italian music were reissued? After the internet, you idiot. Do you know that "Tilt" by Arti e Mestieri sold more in the reissue 25 years later than when it was released? And who bought it? Today’s twenty-somethings. Yesterday’s crowd sang “Il Cobra non è un serpente... ma un pensiero innocente...”

Moccia has taken the place of nothing, don’t talk nonsense, open your mind before you speak. Moccia has taken the place of CIOè. Do you remember the CIOè, or do you only remember the very few decent things from those dark years? Pieraccioni has taken the place of millions of others, or have I been the only one to watch "commedia sexy all'italiana"? 150 films of Franco & Ciccio, have I been the only one to see them? Fennech making a movie a week, have I been the only one to see that? Take three names, and you can build twenty years of Italian history around them. You're really annoying.

And above all, look at what the young people today are doing under the Senate. With cardboard shields and cameras, screwing around with the technical trials that have worked for 50 years. The 50 years of crap that you are regretting. Cry all you want, you’d deserve those years of crap you’re talking about.

<< an episode of the extremely harmful xfactor >> Instead, Maurizio Seimandi's Supetelegattone was indeed a Cultural show. At least on xfactor they make them sing live.