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I reiterate: listen to it and listen to it again... it grows, and not a little. It’s a very well-written, very thoughtful album. Maudlin, perhaps, but it’s the other side of a rightful sweetness. For me, it's beautiful (more than Shangri-La, just to be clear). Kisses

Dear Odradek, by Trovesi, whom I infinitely admire, I have never fallen in love according to those unpredictable and often unjustifiable patterns that love follows. And so I tend to forget about it, but the objective consideration is very high (I even have some records, all very beautiful...). And so...: you can't command the heart...

Years ago, someone said "luxury piano bar." While I love almost all of its authors to madness and respect it as an interpreter, I've always felt, deep down, that this definition fit... well, let's say... not quite right...

never fully convinced by Ferretti. He, on the other hand, has always seemed excessively convinced of and by himself. Anyway...sooner or later I'll give it a try (even though the works of the CSI that I know I find to be excellent masturbations...that is, well-made things that only entertain those who -if- do them...)

I think it's a well-written review, but it's written too "hot." I'm convinced that over time and with further listening, this album will grow. I'm really enjoying it... we'll see...

I agree on basically everything, albeit with different accents... What has been bothering me for a long time is the "entertainment factor." Music, as you describe it (and, mind you, as I also enjoy it), can also "entertain" in its etymological and broader sense. It can and perhaps even should. Sometimes people like us love to forget that. So, a seemingly trivial yet fundamentally difficult question: if at a Vasco concert I see 15-year-olds, 35-year-olds, and over-forties with children, smiling and having fun, and then they go home, is that really such a bad thing? Is it possible that we attribute to Vasco responsibilities that go far beyond him? (for example, I don't believe that the market is an American-like machine set up to silence the rebels, but rather that it is, much more simply, a Western machine that seeks to make money and nothing else, always and everywhere, often committing immense historical-strategic errors...)

I'll try... I swear I'll try... but why has Morgan never convinced me?

And what if we tried to argue (I’ve done this elsewhere, with very few results) that rock music (put simply, and in the broadest sense) is just like everything else, having a beginning, a development, and an end...? Is it so crazy to think that, all in all, it might be over or at a turning point, and that, more than anything else, it’s a walking dead, kept alive by the market's drugs? Cobain himself symbolically said that there are six strings on a guitar, and no more than that... right? I am convinced that the boy (rock) is dead, or at least not doing very well. A perfectly normal phenomenon, not dramatic, and one that has happened repeatedly in history with other things (philology makes sense too; keeping ancient music alive with good interpretations makes sense… see classical music), except in the past there wasn’t the Market keeping the dead alive… (and making the sheep believe that the dead are alive).

So... it would be enough for you to read, with time and willingness, my reviews to realize that, for example regarding Guccio, I don't need lengthy explanations (still useful, as maybe someone doesn't know Guccio's songs...). De Gregori, my absolute idol as a singer-songwriter, is also the one who included a cover of "vita spericolata" in one of his live performances (Il bandito e il campione, one of the best) and greatly appreciated Vasco's "generale," while he even went to the Supreme Court over Morandi's "buonanotte fiorellino." Timoria: maybe you were too young, but I guarantee you that in '93 they had a big success with that album. This does not take anything away from an innovative, pleasant, and capable band that, like Litfiba not long before, soon "showed its hand" concerning the caliber of each member. What I want to say—and I've always said it—is that Vasco was a most interesting "post-singer-songwriter" phenomenon before he turned into a perfect industry, completely saturated with the market. But the past is there, it can be liked or not, but we are not in the realm of historical singer-songwriters. Another thing. Regarding marpado: "ignorant sheep of his disciples who filled him with money and longed for life lessons from their guru... nasty bastards." Or did you and your nickname write a bit dissociated in two or six...? Anyway, it's a ruling from the Supreme Court, it seems, maybe by drunk judges (essentially I'm trying to figure out if I'm having a dialogue "like back in the day on DeB" with people who think about music or if they're here just to vent their frustrations as Vasco's enemies or as misunderstood musicians performing for ten people... which I have been as well... for goodness’ sake... even though without frustrations...)

there you go...iside: you wouldn't be here if you loved 6...it's a little game, but a symptomatic little game...