The Punisher

Hmm, interesting... a bit sparse as a review but quite intriguing.

Dear mah, I don’t support anything at all… every now and then I buy from counterfeiters (2 CDs a month), especially when I have STRONG DOUBTS about which record to buy and I don’t want to waste 20 euros every time (believe me, it’s not to throw away). If the record is good, I almost always buy it new, so for me, the fakes are extremely helpful in giving me an idea and allowing me to choose.
Are you telling me you never burn anything? You never get a ticket? You never smoke a little joint? You never look at another woman? In short, you never break the law (be it civil or religious)? If you say YES, then don’t act naïve; if you say NO… you’ve missed out on something.

Well, yes: a sort of rite, a ceremony, a propitiatory and tribal act, strongly symbolic and provocative to eradicate the presence and production of almost useless, indeed harmful records (I bought the album pirated, listened to it with my Walkman, and destroyed it: total time 32 minutes: a record!!

Or kill yourself Unding and let’s end it all.

I said "it smells," I didn't say it is... in fact, this has piqued my curiosity and between tonight and tomorrow I'll see about getting it... my poor ears are so eager for oxygen that they are willing to do anything. Or almost. We'll see... we'll see...

PROPOSAL.
This confirms a theory I've been rambling about for a few months. That is: Everyone should have a maximum of 5 albums to express or say what they have to say; after that, STOP. One must know there is a limit beyond which they can NO longer make albums or anything else, and their career is over, period.
It's no coincidence that almost all artists GIVE THEIR BEST in the first 5 albums (maybe a couple more, sure) only to inevitably recycle themselves and repeat, giving us works of honest craftsmanship but far from the initial moments (from Guccini to Bennato, from Finardi to Sergio Caputo, from Banco del Mutuo Soccorso to PFM, passing through Alberto Fortis, Bennato, Daniele to Vecchioni, etc.). The true greats, even internationally, have always given their best at the beginning when the expressive urgency is at its peak (Police, Genesis, Bowie, Smiths, Cure, Red Hot Chili Peppers, etc.), and then they wane, as is normal, partly because routine sets in, concerts, internal squabbles, drugs, vices, and various abuses, and it BECOMES a real job.
Of course, there are then the Paulo Conte, De André, or Pink Floyd who have given their best AFTER, but they are few and far between. If this clause truly existed, you can be sure that bands or emerging singer-songwriters would think not once but a hundred times before releasing their product: there would be a "jolt" of attentiveness, care, and responsibility, significantly removing from our lives superficial, recycled, and practically useless products, except to make us waste precious euros unnecessarily... think about it, people, think about it...

It smells a lot like a big "to-do" "alla francesco": so much fluff & the usual nonsense, neither here nor there... calling it a "MASTERPIECE" in these times is quite a responsibility... I will find it somewhere... you've definitely piqued my curiosity, you bastard!

Great record indeed, just a little below "How Deep Is the Sea"...

"I happened to understand it" is not bad at all. Thank you, Graziano. ;-))

At least sign k, timidooona.