primiballi

Dear trout rabbit, cowardly little creature under a false name, so scared that you created a fake account to insult people you can't seriously confront, as the divine Panella said to the little Boncompagni, I am proud of your stupidity (after which, as is obvious and right, I will no longer respond to you). To the others: I mentioned the FF precisely as a symbol of a certain overvaluation of the current small rock scene. It obviously is not meant to be a generalizing example, just an example: "yesterday" in a hundred years will be a classic just like Mozart's Requiem, while anything from the FF, or Oasis, or many others, will not. Amen. And, after decades, we won’t be able to argue that it's the fault or merit of the market or of the stupid masses.

@mauro60: today Portera is the shadow of his former self, but during the golden era of the band, his riffs, his solos, and especially his "little flourishes" were original, and quite a bit at that. Give a listen (and a good one) to "Dalla" from 1980, then we can talk again (and, if you're not a guitarist, consult with someone who is, and good at it...: Portera is one of the few in Italy who has said something truly original...but, I repeat, now he is a living poster).

sure, donnie... and the problem (for others) is that Macca is liked by a lot of people who aren’t old folks as well... and in a hundred years people will still be talking about him, while, I don’t know, the franz ferdinand will be thought of (rightly) as a brand of liquor. kisses

@gustavo: I didn't mention Roversi's trilogy precisely because it's a splendid episode entirely on its own. A bit like what will happen, many years later and mutatis mutandis, with the other Lucio and Panella...

understandable behavior… but listen to the old primiballi: Dalla between '78 and '83 is absolutely on par with the best Faber or the best Dylan (even though he's, obviously, very different)… trust me, just take one, take “Dalla” from '80. download it and let me know. do it, trust me.

but no... fish, they're not ugly discs... the talent of Dalla is beyond debate, even today, but I invite you to listen carefully to the lyrics, the harmonies, and the arrangements of Dalla that go from "com'è profondo il mare" to "1983". Pay close attention to everything: the poetic objectification of the stories told, Lucio's voice, the arrangements of Stadio... in short, listen to them well... you'll see that "canzoni" will seem like a (good) little disc (there, in my opinion, "amici" shone). Kisses

@donnie: I wholeheartedly agree with you. It’s exactly what I wanted to say: in an era of unrestrained individualism, of the cult of names that hold little artistic value, someone with a name that objectively carries significant weight (both historically and financially) doesn’t feel the need to flaunt it and simply enjoys life. And he’s 65 years old. That’s all there is to it. Yet even simplicity has fierce and sophisticated opponents... Kisses

@fishman and gustavo: no, songs are ugly, henna is cute, but the real Dalla died when he changed his hat, that is, after 1983: his lyrics became simplified and banalized, his compositions became the offspring of too many hands (like Vasco) and he became unbearably baroque. I believe few have loved Lucio like I do (even this morning I had a tear, in the bathroom, listening to Mary Luis), but we need to be objective. The real Dalla has been gone for over twenty years. Kisses. PS: proof of this is that Ayrton, a quite banal piece (listen to it well: superficial lyrics and a overused harmonic structure, following the lines of Quanno chiove), was written entirely for him.

sea trout: written reviews 0, placed comments 151. We are democratic: you can do it. But you can comfortably define yourself as a lazy rabbit, passionate about music as I am about broccoli. I know my shit, of course, as you can see: I'm answering you....

@ux: public opinion is the anti-factual truth par excellence. And thus also the anti-art. True and not true. The question is another: once quality was mass-produced, today what is mass-produced is crap. And this is a fact we need to reflect on, and perhaps we even agree on this, right? I am primarily a listener of singer-songwriters in a broad sense and jazz (check out my reviews, if you want). I don’t speak ill of things I don’t know; I don’t speak of them at all. I say it’s snobbish, or rather, better put, radical chic, to a priori criticize an old glory who does something good just because they have succeeded in life (maybe not you, but there are many here who think like that). Amen, that’s all. In my field, I consider myself knowledgeable; in others, obviously, not. But I do not accept the comparison of works from different genres and eras to arrive at subjective, generational, emotional conclusions, and far too often just self-protective ones. I repeat: I don’t know you well enough to say that the portrait is yours. If you feel called out, amen, but I swear I am not referring to you.