JohnOfPatmos

Yes, guys, you can bring all your personalities :)) I believe that every facet of ourselves can reveal, depending on the context, a world of its own. After all, I myself struggle to define myself beyond the apocalyptic context of my nickname. Anyway, I truly hope to never be like the "Doktor" that appears in Alban Berg's Wozzeck. That "aberratio mentalis partialis" stuff, etc. etc. In short, I believe that the skill, in front of others and in front of life, mainly lies in knowing how to listen. Well, that’s it... I’ll stop now! Apologies for the pseudo-philosophical digression :) PS Let’s re-vote this review because it truly deserves a solid 5!

Uh, how many "multiple personalities" here on DeBaser! I offer everyone a free psychiatric consultation for multiple personalities :))

The review is very beautiful, rippling like a sea of sensations in a slight and impalpable breeze of poetry. I also liked your comment on the world we live in, zither (on which I also refrain from commenting, as Nobody does). Perhaps the greatest problem is that each of us sees the world through the shriveled lens of our own experiences, our own pains, and sometimes, alas, our own illnesses (more or less apparent or "below threshold"). The cover has something strangely familiar to me: it reminds me of a hospital bed (sorry, professional deformation...). And then, in all its whiteness, it truly contrasts with the heavy snow that is falling outside this window. As for the debaserian world... well, that is not a world, but an entire universe! Cheers to all, JoP

Here, samples added. Anyway, yes, dear and multifaceted Mr. Nobody, this album really reminds me of the greatness of Kafka... And today, even though there's snow here, unfortunately I see a darkness. Finding myself reflected in the abyssal depths of this album. PS: I haven't forgotten about the review of Scelsi, but the spark of inspiration has yet to strike me... I wouldn't want to fail to give the proper tribute that the great Giacinto deserves. See you soon, JoP

No, it's just that today I also feel very "Brutal", Nobody... Bad workday. I'll see you soon on "I See A Darkness", I'll put in some samples. Bye, JoP

Perfect and encyclopedic review as always. However, I must confess that Mussorgsky has never really impressed me, even though I haven't listened to him in ages. Therefore, I fully endorse Nobody's opinion: suspension of judgment until a new listening. Thank you, Grass, for bringing it back to light.

When I was studying forensic medicine and had to review autopsy techniques, I always listened to Cannibal Corpse records... The exam obviously ended triumphantly with a "Stay brutal!" exchanged between me and the professor, who awarded me a 30 and honors, amazed by my expertise (in the field). However, this cover is way too little brutal... much better is the one for "Worm Infested" (an album I actually used to prepare for my parasitology exam). PS: Just kidding, of course!

My absolute favorite album and one of the most beautiful reviews on DeBaser. This record has, in my humble opinion, cultural significance at least equal to that of a Kafka book. A journey into the darkest sides of being, with an authenticity and an uncompromising presence that are truly unique. Just one more word about the booklet: each song is illustrated with beautifully precise detail by the extraordinary style of Sammy Harkam. Personally, I really adore that figure advancing ominously with arms raised in the illustration of the opener "A Minor Place."

This album has some tracks that I adore, while others I like a bit less. The title track is anything but trivial, and behind the apparent enumeration of the word "pieces," there is a very strong internal logic. A logic of precariousness, of journey, of active search for a destiny. "Numeri da Scaricare" has beautiful lyrics (as well as being timely), and I often find myself humming it during moments when things aren't going as they should. Then "Tempo Reale" really raises some doubts: is it still the same De Gregori who sang "Viva L'Italia"? A vivid and bitter denunciation, burning and corrosive (and how can one not agree with that "Country of men all of one piece who all have a price and nothing has value" in the current panorama). In short, an important turning point for De Gregori. A turning point that I personally appreciate a lot.

That's right, dear Mr. Nobody. The OJC is a great label with reasonably priced records for once. I recently picked up another live recording of Bill Evans, "At Shelly's Manne-Hole," from the OJC-Riverside series. It's also quite enjoyable, although less known than the trio's albums with Motian and LaFaro. I recommend it to everyone.