Rambler

I really don't understand how anyone can say this album lacks ideas....it's a beautiful album that captivates me every time I listen to it...it's less catchy and immediate than the first and third albums..but I hear many soundscapes that have developed in requiem....nova is one of the most beautiful songs in the Italian rock scene....well

I'm sorry, Zuckina, you're right, it's just that for anything regarding that, my little hand automatically points to the lowest vote.
On the other hand, if you think about it, what worse insult is there for Pigiamonearancione than to publish the texts of his garbage... eeeehhhhhheehhhhhhhhh.... :)

Hey you? Yeah, I'm talking to you. You, you trash collector in that orange pajama, that hoodie I could shove... whatever...
Listen, have you ever tried doing something else instead of talking, doing, smoking, and drinking crap? Look, I don't know what to say, just see for yourself, but if I were you, I would do a little soul-searching. Anyway... whatever... it's up to you.

ehhh....we're alone...ehhh....it doesn't make sense....ehh....now I'm going to TOPOFTHEPOPOFTHESHIT....ehhh. I'm gonna make a boatload of money....with this damn little gray wool hat...eeeehhhhh...I'll stick the sense up my ass...and I am Blasco...ehh good or bad....eeeeeeeeehhhhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaa aaaaahhhhhah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah-ah!! !go fuck yourself!!!!!!

Ligabue is a great man, a great musician, a great director, a great writer (Blasco Rossi is a great son of a bitch).
I can't deny that with "Miss" and "Fuori," the inspiration from the early years had diminished, and those CDs were focused on singles ("L'odore del sesso" and "Tutti voglio viaggiare in prima")—not bad, but definitely commercial (even if songs like "Chissà se in cielo passano gli Who" and "Voglio volere quel coglionazzo di Blasco" if they’re sad, you make me sick). With this album, Luciano puts it right back to everyone who said Liga was just a shadow of himself. Ah... almost forgot: Blasco, you make me sick. Eeehhh... ehhh... we are alone... go fuck yourself.