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@Blackdog: Regardless of the fact that you are referencing two albums that are quite old by now (a quarter of a century ago) and that things may change, it is also worth mentioning that in the Talking Heads, his role as a producer/musician should be linked to his ethnographic/avant-garde explorations of that period (and Byrne's parallel interest); this is evident in the principles, the choice of sounds, and the themes. As for Devo, sadly, you've also seen what became of them. Furthermore, I assume that Mothersbaugh wasn't overly influenced by Brian de la Salle. Anyway, it's clear that if you want to indulge in the pleasant pop of Mr. Martin, no one can stop you, of course, but it would be wise to leave out insufficient justifications when making misleading comparisons. I suppose you have better things to listen to, and I'm sure that's the case. Regards, black dog.

...Ah, in case anyone suspects that I might have any bias against Eno, I would like to clarify that if there is any, it solely concerns the man in his role as a producer/advisor. As for the rest, I am a staunch fan of his (and a promoter), ever since the days of Roxy.

After an initial skepticism, I had deluded myself into thinking these kids had a nice "core" (both in Italian and in English) and I would sing their songs with chills. Then "X and Y" came along, and I got chills again, but this time from the cold. When I found out that El siòr Eno was close to them, my mind flew straight to Zooropa and I began to worry. Then this album arrived, which, aside from a couple of nice tracks, definitively convinced me that their magical moment seems to have faded away. They must have likely been overwhelmed by the showbiz that willingly squeezes people like them. What a shame. I wish them all the best.

thejargonking: no trouble; despite your clarifications, I had read exactly what you later rewrote more correctly........ just think about how big (not great) of a brain I have. Anyway, it’s true that reviews are written by those who want to, and comments are often... even worse, in the sense that you want to attribute to the thing, I suppose. But this site is made this way. Take it or leave it, and you know that!

Since I'm a bit older and in "my days" there were other names, what is the "red skank"?

@coolermaster: I acknowledge the subtleties you want to focus on to support the thesis of the guitarist being more or less blues in its purity, but in the end, "cui prodest?". @Eliodoro: thanks for the clarification I wasn't aware of. Now I understand the outfit with the jacket on the cover..... . I wasn't even aware of the situation that led Clapton to that moment, but thinking about it, and aiming at such a collection of names ( !!! ), it becomes clearer. The album remains incredibly fresh and beautiful and is truly an extraordinary culmination of the rock-blues(....) European scene of those years. Unmissable. (and I missed it for 30 years........). @Terry (last but not least): your kindness for the compliment is appreciated, but not everything that glitters is gold..... . I just hope you can get the concert of the rainbow for now (and enjoy it, of course!). bye.

I’ll briefly insert myself into the heated debate. I believe I listened with sufficient attention to the Venetian group when it was time to do so to feel I can say they have actually done something good. I’m also pleased that, in their own way, they managed to reconnect the thread of a discourse interrupted a couple of decades ago, even though, personally, I think they are a bit "out of time," albeit enjoyable. But to stand here and polemically discuss dinosaurs, punk, mojo, sweeping here and there, Gabriel, and so on—who benefits? (that is: to whom or what does it serve or should it serve?). Nice review. Best regards.

Okay, Terry, I get the sense of "imbecille." The final comment refers to the antithesis of listening between your little friends and you. In a certain analogy, I, as a kid, started listening to my first "things," while my "little buddies" were only thinking about scooters, cars, and... guess what... (not that I didn't think about it, though...). Is it clearer now? By the way, I’ve been listening all day to a piece I missed for thirty years, the "Rainbow Concert" from '73, with a mind-blowing lineup surrounding the man. It seemed particularly energetic to me. Do you know it? Since Miss Layla has been heavily quoted, I’d like to point out that there's a crazy version of it here! What do you say, Clapton fan? Cheers.

I would be cautious in calling anyone an imbecile. Let alone manolenta. What would support this judgment, I wonder? A fair review. I don’t know THIS album by Mr. Clapton. I’m waiting for clarifications, Terry. Thanks in advance. Oh, by the way, when I was thirteen, I listened to this and that. My peers hardly listened to anything at all. Kind of like: Parallel stories....... .

It is undoubtedly an intense album, but deeply marked by the inspiring motive and therefore infused with great sadness. The sounds and compositions, in most cases, are very well crafted and inspired, but there persists a psychological undercurrent of discouragement, which is not pleasant. Even Wright's inadequate voice unfortunately does not help to cast a bit of "positive light" on this work, which, nonetheless, shows moments of great emotion. Personally, I consider "Broken China" to be a hand's breadth above "Wet Dream," which had left me quite perplexed. Beautiful review by Shine, whom I warmly greet. A heartfelt final farewell to the great Richard for all he has given.