Mr.Moustache

My Bloody/Type O Negative????????? Dude, have you ever listened to this CD?

This is a record I can no longer listen to. I’ve associated it with a love that wore me down, corroded me, and ultimately killed me (even if it then definitively rebirthed). An incredible band, remarkable initiatives based on experimentation without which tens of thousands of bands around the world wouldn’t even have a reason to exist. Wonderful, great, unique. I miss them so much.

One gets by, Sfascia...

If shit were gold, Ministers would be treasures!

People, wake up!!!! THIS ALBUM IS A REISSUE OF JERUSALEM WITH AN ADDED TRACK.

I couldn't miss it. I still miss it, and I missed them too. IV drip review.

Another piece of innovation that decays. No more sonic clanking, no more searching for experimentation with an extreme introspective key to the brink of the romantic (not to mention PORNO-soft...), and finally, no more Marlene. I don't understand how one can view them so intent on "searching," or so determinedly saturated. I can't stand those who define them as radioheadizzanti and/or new-badseasoneggianti. Marlene Kuntz was, in my opinion, a project that started off very well, but not just because of the production: the content, damn it, the content. At the beginning of the 90s, and perhaps even towards the end of the 80s, the situation in Italy and abroad was characterized by an existential precariousness that seemed to mystically disintegrate with 1999. It's clear that bands like Marlene K, Afterhours and so on were well motivated and, so to speak, also "well-versed" in music from across the ocean, but compared to the AGNELLIFORMI DULLIZZANTI, Marlene had the great ability to tackle the compositional discourse in a way whose originality left one utterly incredulous: now, however, perhaps unsatisfied with the passage of time, the remaining three-quarters find themselves doing something even worse than falling short from a compositional standpoint. They are selling out, plain and simple. Why am I so catatonic in receiving opposing opinions? Simple: a band of their potential had to venture into territories that seem not just dirty but even faded, having to seek exceptional collaboration at all costs, the producer that "cistadentro perchèproducevacaveharveyelamadonna ," thus falling into a commercial limit that forces the buyer to purchase the CD more for who produced it than for who composed and played it! The lyrics themselves have undergone a mutation that is tendentially "common to all," but in the sense that there’s little new, and much flat: a sign of an irreducible and irreversible decline, from which even they cannot escape unless they redeem themselves instantly. MY OPINION, but these Marlene, like many others, might not survive for long together, because friendship and collaboration are one thing, but market laws, well, those are another thing entirely. See you...

I prefer GG Allin.

ONE, just the title. (But the review is no joke either...)