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Ah, if it can console you, I would know them too, and for half a life (alas) to boot: I will tell you more, a few weeks ago I listened to Mechanica Resonantia during my usual commute home-work-home, and, all things considered, I didn't dislike it too much; perhaps this work is the most genuine of their entire discography for semi-brilliant ideas and various para-guitar strumming. Mechanically unreasonable regards.

Wonderful! Instead.

UH!

@DeIside: come on dear.. it’s just a telegraphic DePost.

There would be several ways to define a work of this kind; let’s try to express a few that can be publicly referenced while trying not to offend anyone's sensibilities. The impression is that these advertised "Sounds of the Universe" are frankly untraceable, inaudible, and anyway of relevant flatness: indeed, it almost seems we’re looking at a dangerously narrow sound galaxy which, paraphrasing the title, could be described as a down-to-earth project. An album devoid of recognizable features, redundant in its dull pop insignificance, virtually useless, guilty of nonexistent points of interest where even the partial and convoluted attempts to resurrect buried electro-pop sounds (the Speak & Spell-like “Fragile Tension”) seem, to be magnanimous, at least cloying if not completely out of place: almost embarrassing. The overblown single, with its programmatic and prophetic title (“Wrong”), which has taken on the role of opening this monument to intergalactic inconsistency, could technically rise to the status of a manifesto track for the collection: for those who have had the chance to follow and appreciate their work for just a few years (I remember the completely worn-out MC of “Construction Time Again”), it appears to be a bland and utterly unremarkable reiteration of sounds/situations that were widely (and better) revealed previously. Even the so-called “craft,” as it has sometimes happened in their last fluctuating studio works, does not save the ramshackle raft from drifting: the more it is listened to, the more the impression materializes that the bottom of the barrel (creativity, so to speak) has been extensively scraped and worn out: if this continues at this pace, for their own good, they should be subjected to forced hospitalization for manifest incapacity and, above all, for the high treason of what they previously accomplished to be commendable. In this sense, it is appropriate to state that Depeche Mode, at least until a certain phase of their arc (some point to "Violator," others go as far as the ‘rock revolution’ of “Songs Of Faith And Devotion”), demonstrated, amid the inevitable highs and lows, that they could and can establish a qualitatively sustainable development in their modus operandi: with the repetition of releases, one must honestly acknowledge that the situation has been radically and inevitably deteriorating for some time now. On the extra-musical motivations for why certain works are nonetheless published on an inexorable schedule, one might as well break down classic open doors and at the same time discover for the umpteenth time the existence of hot water: I would prefer not to bore you further. A fair of banalities: just like this pointless writing.

I really liked this completely incapable para-superhero from four pennies. Great catch Doctor Addere.

If in Italy, at the time, certain things were legitimized at a (underground) media level, it is almost exclusively due to the foresight of the good Paolo Piccini, who first in the pages of H/M (a column at the back of the newspaper with two densely packed pages of cross-reviews), then in the biweekly Blast!, and finally in Dynamo! (all magazines, of course, R.I.P.) sought to make known a whole world that enjoyed virtually no consideration. Who knows what has become of him. Unquestionable respects.

I like this page. Well done!

Hey there! Old scoundrels, that's what you are. @Mr.Vortice: I wouldn't know, in any case, being personally a D.O.C. logorrheic, it's good to emphasize that each one uses the de-lines and/or de-pages they find most appropriate. UH! @ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ: UH!+ZOT! @KategoristMan: An elongated ZOT? Oh my God! @KosmoGabriella: I didn't see you being so Kategoric about the energetically vigorous rock and roll. @JusticeBoy: put what you find most appropriate: Your Justice is not in question. @PuebloItaliota: you must know that in my ancient childhood I was indelibly marked by the infamous Vichi Il Vichingo... @Mr.Fenrir: UH+UH!!

Much better the next one: this had a (let's say) "deflated" sound. Does anyone remember Dezso Istvan Bartha? No, just asking. UH!