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Very simple answer: either 'Kollaps' or 'Zeichnungen Des Patienten Ot' as a choice. Critics say the latter is superior, but I'm not so sure; it’s a bit more conceptual while the first is more visceral and fierce. After these, always tied for second place is 'Fünf Auf Der Nach Oben Offenen Richterskala,' a more relaxed sound but still linked to the nihilistic tradition of E. N. Or 'Fuerio,' which is more rock-oriented, still a masterpiece (I think it’s the last one), but there were already signs of a shift.
Ferrato, you say, well no, they were my favorite band (among my infinite favorite bands) until Fuerio. I saw them in their early days at the Lingotto (Turin) and was enchanted. After Fuerio, I continued to like them, but much less; it was a different kind of music. Maybe just a natural evolution, the fact is they never fascinated me again as they did in the earliest days.
Besides, I know people who only appreciated them later, who consider their masterpiece to be Silence is Sexy. I would agree if they had changed their name after Fuerio; then it would be the masterpiece of that new band. But these are just points of view. And who cares about the critics? When you listen to Music God (even though he doesn’t exist), he sees you; Scaruffi does not! Enjoy the listening.

always hated

It could be Mike.
However, this raises the question of how animals masturbate?
I know that dogs are prone to using their owner's leg,
it’s one of the reasons why I prefer cats,
But what do horses use?
The entire body of the jockey, I presume.
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As for the E.N., in my very humble opinion: This is an excellent record, but it’s also the last in a series of masterpieces, especially the first two
(don't ask me which one I prefer, I haven't decided yet).
If by middle you mean from the subsequent ones onwards until (not including) “Silence is sexy” you haven’t missed much, except for a few very evocative moments but also a lot of boredom.

The Horse is peeing, nothing special!
In Turin, in Piazza San Carlo, we have the only (I think) equestrian monument with a dilated sphincter
(of the horse, not of Emanuele Filiberto).
A close-up of that particular feature could make a nice cover.
By the way, to any Torinese who might post here,
have you ever noticed it?

I'm practically a trash can for garbage (non-differentiated) of the new wave.
(are you sure it's New Wave?)

Yes, I also think 3 is too little.
In general, I would give 5 to the first 2 albums.
4 from Haller Mensch up to this one (inclusive) and 3 for the subsequent ones.
Not even to all of them.
For the rest, has a lot already been said about these ... or not?

And for those who prefer 'something else' in the end
"... you arrive from the sanctuaries, right up to the high deck, the smoke of the gangia and incense.
And that intense scent is a flight of seagulls.....' a flight of seagulls, nothing but bullshit."

an album to listen to at night with a glass of wine (or something else), meditating on our misfortunes. For once, the technical and objective judgment can go to hell. A masterpiece of intense, evocative emotions.
"..............to the wise red ask your why,
you'd like to rise to the sky and scream who you are,
but time passes and never comes back..."

The album was validly voted 6 times, achieving an average of 4.00. ONLY ??????

perhaps