Lucabbrasi

..well, I read some reviews of this uxo, and... aside from the effort to showcase a cultured dialectic, I believe he knows a damn little about Jamiroquai. I mean, one can debate whether an album sounds good or not, whether it contains beautiful music or not: I have all of theirs, each of them contains beautiful things, some less so, but according to my tastes, of course. Now, if this guy has to judge music by the $$ present or not in his pockets, it makes me smile quite a bit... Ahh, but according to him, the TRUE artists are the broke ones? True artists are those who DO NOT use electronics? (tell that to Kraftwerk...)... we should ask the guy who is reviewing, "what would you do the day Sony showers you with gold for 8 albums?"... then again, try listening to the latest live performances of the renewed band (Jazz Café November 2006), and maybe you could reconsider, money or not, young rebel or not...

...unfortunately, my fellow citizen is a missed promise. Great voice, bordering on interesting diva, but...unfortunately, she has always surrounded herself with the wrong people. No one has advised her on a sound to adopt (one day she's a pseudo rocker, the next blues, trying a path with Pino Daniele, now she has that fake snob Baustelle writing for her, in short...she needs to decide, each time it sounds like a sonic patchwork!), and also terrible advice on her look and communication (see those dreadful haircuts every 6 months, the leather jacket paired with skirts and heels, poor thing, they ruin her every time...).
In short, she could have had the means and now, on the threshold of 40, she seems like an eternal unfinished project, along with her "little cousin" Simona Bencini, another talent wasted by terrible producers...

primiballi, of course you're hitting an open door with me when it comes to the Police. Just a technical note: in "Don't stand...86", the good Copeland isn't playing the drums because he broke an arm playing polo (his favorite sport). The rhythm you hear is most likely programmed on Sting's Synclavier or Copeland's Fairlight. As for the reunion... well, why not? I recently saw Sting's show at the Cornetto Free Festival: what can I say, it left a great impression on me. Still with Dominic Miller on guitar, and an energetic black guy on drums. It really seemed to me that he wanted to (both in sound and live expression) recreate that brilliant sound...

...of course my review reflects the "historical period" of King Crimson. Obviously, no one dares to forget the first, In the Court, which a musician like Pete Townsend (light years away...) called "an incredible masterpiece." Schizoid Man was decades ahead, daring to tarnish Greg Lake's angelic voice, and then...THAT solo by Fripp... But the greatness of Red, besides being undeniably musical, comes from that atmosphere of...casting off the moorings that was already in the air within the band. Fripp increasingly consumed by spiritual yearnings, or more prosaically "what am I going to do when I grow up now that prog is about to die?", Wetton squinting at American sounds (later, unfortunately, swallowed up by the notorious AOR sound...). In short, a kind of general slackening. And so the album sounds like a true rallying cry, of the sort "hey, let’s gather and pull out our best epitaph." Mel Collins, the legendary Ian McDonald are called back... And the sound is a perfect mix of hard rock, old prog harmonies (the mellotron in Starless), new perceptions of future sounds (various clangs from Bruford's percussion)... a grand shake-up between In the Court and Lark's. Just wait a few years for Discipline... you will find some elements already present in Red...

It's definitely the weakest album by The Police. It contains, indeed, 3-4 must-have gems (Driven, When the world, Don't stand..), but it inevitably reflects the syndrome of post-success. Let me explain: the first album can be considered a ...zero number. A great debut, but it wasn't a massive success. The "bang" happened with Reggatta, and let's consider it the FIRST true album by The Police. After... well, after comes the confirmation test, which is much, much harder. And the Police fell, just like everyone does with their second album. Too much success, too much media, an overall drunkenness. An endless tour ("Police around the world"), which did not allow Sting to write decent songs. And indeed, after Zeniatta, there was a pause for reflection to write, changing producer and style, the brilliant "Ghost"….

...and to feel what these two were capable of doing together, it would be enough to listen again to the 3rd of Gabriel (Biko). Terrifying. Tony on the stick, and Marotta not touching a single plate, but only the drums... after Jerry, the good Gabriel tried other drummers but, in my opinion, with no exciting results. Luckily, he found in the current Ged Linch a good part of the power that the then mustachioed Marotta knew how to give. As for Levin... well, he is THE bass.

..:"little songs with predictable harmonic changes"...well....if I hear Spacecowboy or Mr. Moon it wouldn't seem that way to me....what do you think, Nightwalker, better a nice harmonic progression like Gigi d'Alessio, huh? porannoi.....

...Bertè (back then a real knockout, aesthetically) I remember spent some great years riding the "right" wave, musically speaking. Every year or so she released trendy albums... "e la luna bussò" she interpreted, I'd say very greatly, the white reggae trend that was dominating. Then came the turn, I believe, of "In alto mare," a tribute to funk, which I think remains one of the most beautiful funky tracks, indeed, written in Italian (alongside Washington by Dalla...). Strong authors (Lavezzi, Fossati) contended for her vocal cords (and perhaps her curves...)... in short, she was a "trendy" singer... then, I don't know, she went off to other circles... what a pity.

a genius, nothing more is needed. A genius on par with Mozart, Beethoven, McCartney, Hendrix, Sylvian, etc etc. He was musically decades ahead, and those who dare to criticize him should focus on something other than music...

just the name: Mattafix. It makes me really pissed off. I'll add it to my list of gifts "to hurt someone who annoys me," a list that also includes the latest masterpiece by Pacifico, all the albums by System of a Down, all those by E. Ramazzotti, etc. etc.