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Personally, one of my favorites is "Till there was you."

I confirm. The Creedence broke up in 1972. And not without controversy, unfortunately...

Ok, no problems. Bye.

Well, Odra, you must have just had bad luck; who hasn't had an off night? Usually, he was good.

Sir Paul's solo discography has never captivated me. Nonetheless, I will listen. Nice review.

I was lucky enough to see him in 1997, his last tour. The best concert I have ever attended.

I’m not convinced by these complete reinterpretations of De Andrè’s albums, not even Pagani’s.

I struggled a lot to follow the quirks of Bowie in the '90s, a genius without a doubt, but too many abrupt changes in direction.

It was the text of "Mario," just to be clear.

Mario, you took off her skirt, you sweated, you laughed, you always undressed in a hurry,
Mario, you said “I love you,” “I want you,” “you’re mine,” you offered her your cigarette,
but it was only to watch her smoke, to joke with love,
you needed it to feel like the man who undresses a different woman every night.
Different, but your woman has also gifted herself a different evening,
a night more hers, or just a night different from yours,
yours is just a memory, hers is a great black hole in your head.
Mario, all that’s left is for you to sing.
Mario, your song is no longer here.
Mario, I heard you scream, thrash about, explain “I’ve made a new discovery,”
Mario, you said “now I get up and go open the last door,
now I’m leaving, I try to disappear, I’m going to dissolve into a comet,
just enough to no longer feel the strange rhythm of life.”
Mario, I’m a true singer and I play, I wear only ideas,
but still I wonder, where does one change by shooting themselves a shot here, in the head?
Let life handle this old toil, we’re hurt just enough.
Mario, all that’s left is to listen
to the echo they put in the finallleeeeh!