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Aside from the fact that this is a stunning review of an amazing album, I am astonished to hear that music experts with a finely tuned ear appreciate the Litfiba that came after those reviewed here even more. While Ritmo Tribale, Afterhours, Karma, and other similar bands proved in the 1990s that it was possible to compose not just trite songs for senile old ladies in Italian, the Litfiba have shown everyone that the Italian language can be used in a tremendously evocative and dreamlike way. Forget about the Doors. Byez.

The first two albums by Extrema are definitely valid, and not just because they are Italian and deserve support, but because they genuinely deserve it! The criticism they often face is that they are imitating Pantera, and I wonder what's so wrong with using Anselmo and Dimebag as references (in fact, good for them for using these giants as a source of inspiration!). In my opinion, they have also shown that they possess a good dose of self-irony and know how to take things with the right lightness, unlike some genuinely disturbed metalheads who think of blood skulls and massacres even in front of their milk cup or when they are at school eating a fucking Kitkat... It's a shame that their discography is quite sparse; I believe the blame also lies with a pathetic Italian music business, where only epic-power bands have found space thanks to willing and courageous labels (Lucretia Records docet) Extrema - Proudful N' Alive!!!

Simply legendary (unlike "Vai bello", a huge piece of sh*t, crap).

Extrema (feat. Articolo 31)
Let me go, let me go, you’ve broken my feeling, there’s what there’s what there’s what you’ve broken my feeling ... ... I thought you were a nice girl, easygoing, but then I realized you’re a GLUE, you’re a cell and your types are hostages chained by kisses, hugs, tortured by dozens of messages in the voicemail, being with you was a parody of a romantic Harmony novel, but I’m not the type to LET GO, detach yourself from here, you and your fake qualities, put on display: you’re altruistic, an ENVIRONMENTALIST, at university you only hang out with rich kids, billionaires, left-wing, and, with grit, you play the alternative girl, convinced, but like Monopoly money YOU ARE FAKE, and you know what? there’s nothing left to do, and you’ve broken my feeling, and you need to let me go LET ME GO LET ME GO you’ve broken my feeling ... ... ...
Like a handcuff, I tried to break free and you became tight, you had the taste of cold pasta, of a flat warm Coca-Cola and you improvised yourself as a mother hen “let go of the bottle, shave your beard TAKE A SHOWER” but I’m not Fido and I won’t go to my kennel, and I don’t want a leash tight around my neck let loose, it’s better miss STAMP, little kept woman, you never wrinkle over money WHO CARES since daddy pays: pays for the gas, pays for school, pays for the apartment, for the little girl daddy digs deep into his salary, and you pretended to be cheerful when I took you to the pub near the edges of the suburbs, but you’re the library and bowling type I tried to please you but I killed my feeling ... ... ...
You know what? there’s that you’ve broken my aforementioned AND THE AFOREMENTIONED you’ve sliced me up, because I’m nothing but a joke of nature, as you say dear ex SANDWICH GIRL, learn to be yourself, get off this train that doesn’t come back and wear another outfit, you easily become a chameleon but in reality you’re nothing so just let me go let me go ...

If you don’t give a damn about metal, why do you bother listening to it? You don’t like pure metal, you snub nu-metal, so what the hell do you have to do with this world? The first two albums are objectively valid and not just because they are Italian and deserve support. The criticism they've often faced is that they've ripped off Pantera, and I wonder what’s wrong with using Anselmo and Dimebag as references (in fact, good for them for using these giants as a source of inspiration!). In my opinion, they've also shown a good dose of self-irony and know how to take things lightly, unlike certain genuinely disturbed metalheads who think about blood, skulls, and massacres even while having a glass of milk or when they're at school eating a fucking Kitkat... Extrema - Proudful N' Alive!!!

But I also love Vasco!!!

Touch, touch in the flame's desire
Feeling the pain's denial,
And your finger's in the fire
Look, look in the candle light
See in the flame of life
And my spell our pussy
Taste the love
The lucifer's magic that makes you numb
The passion and all the pain are one
You're sleeping in the fire
Taste the love
The lucifer's magic that makes you numb
You feel what it does and you're drunk on love
You're sleeping in the fire
I gaze as the flame and fire burn
And cry out the name of which I yearn
Taste the love
The lucifer's magic that makes you numb
The passion and all the pain are one
You're sleeping in the fire
Taste the love
The lucifer's magic that makes you numb
The passion and all the pain are one
You're sleeping in the fire
Ah W.A.S.P., I adore them...

not bad...

how are we doing on average for this cd?

dear my killgoOd...