Mike76

A truly sad story, a beautiful film especially thanks to the skill of the actors who manage to make you enter the minds of the characters.

But what would a 7 be? A 6.95, a 6.89, or a 6.99 recurring? When in doubt, I place my 1-

Here, this is an album that suffers in comparison to previous masterpieces. Pere Ubu, like Paganini, had programmatically chosen not to repeat themselves and to never make one album the same as another—a courageous choice, but one that doesn't fully pay off here, especially because the most pronounced distinctive traits (Thomas' vocals and Ravenstine's synth effects) remain more or less the same. With the garage reminiscences and flashes of hallucinatory pop almost gone, what remains? Avant-garde and experimentalism that, when pushed to the max, yield good results: the disorienting chirping of "A Small Dark Cloud" is, for me, by far the best track, excellent and equally experimental is "The Voice of the Sand," which, however, as noted in the review, remains an unfinished sketch. Paradoxically, it is "The Fabulous Sequel," the most pop track, that stands out as the worst on the album (and of the early Ubu in general): a pop song without a chorus, light without being pleasant, unresolved, years away from the grotesque pop openings of "Dub Housing." In general, however, the music is experimental as the Ubu have accustomed us to, but it appears more redundant compared to "The Modern Dance" and "Dub Housing," despite all the musicians doing their duty; the arrangements are on point, but it seems that the songwriting is caught in an impasse. The album, even though it isn't a masterpiece, is good; let’s say 3.5, and it can serve as background for the next Easter picnic.

...."Sexual Life of the Savages," which was reviewed just as well years ago: The Sexual Life Of The Savages - AA.VV. - Recensione di SuperCheri
What can I say, the compilation is perhaps more curious and charming than musically significant, but I enjoyed it. It's true that the coordinates are Anglo-Saxon, but perhaps due to inexperience or the desire to mix them with something local, it results in something new and truly creative, even if sometimes the outcomes are clumsy (but at least amusing). The Black Future presents a very "bailado" post-punk piece suitable for a sambadrome, while Akira S & As Garotas Que Erraram have the brilliant idea of including a football commentary section (will it be Corinthians-Palmeiras?) in "O Futebol" before receiving help in pop from the Associates in "Sobre As Pernas," no less than from Holger Czukay (yes, the one from Can). The Canche dress an atmospheric-electronic pop with saudade akin to Pink Industry, traces of Bossa Nova and a Piero Pelù sound from São Paulo can be heard in "Redenção" by Vzyadoq Moe. In short, a compilation that might not be unmissable, with ups and downs but qualitatively on par with other albums in the "New Wave from around the world" series, such as the local "Body Section."

A 1 of encouragement.

Radiant gusts of radioactive wind, toxic gas vents, broken and swept glass, the roar of a frenzied crowd, radio frequencies, electric discharges... the collection of sounds/noises on this record is as important as the music and adds significant value: it all oozes unease, paranoia, nervous breakdown, a sense of the grotesque.
The sudden shifts in rhythm throughout the same track are spectacular, and the surprising endings of some songs that cut off almost abruptly when you least expect it are impressive; nothing is taken for granted, even when listening now after 34 years. If one were to nitpick, the choruses of tracks closer to Devo like "Non-Alignment Pact" and "Street Waves" feel a bit cobbled together (though perhaps that's intentional), and the title track is noticeably inferior to the version on "The Terminal Tower" (the little voice repeating "merdre merdre" at the end of each verse is tiresome, while that splendid cheeky guitar that was prominent in "Untitled" is missing). Nevertheless, it's a top-notch record, even if I'm one of those (we're few but not extremely few) who prefers "Dub Housing."

Since we're on the topic, this might interest someone: Totally wired. "Post-punk". Dietro le quinte - Simon Reynolds - Google Libri ....and anyway, a free peek never hurts.

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