Fidia

5 to the reviewer.
0 to the first commentator who demonstrates, as if it were needed, that very often the equation prejudice = ignorance holds true.

Thank you, Mauri, I wish you continued success and I envy you a lot for your trip next year. As for me, if business goes well, maybe I can afford a weekend at the Salsomaggiore spa. By the way, I take this opportunity to tell you that I care about you.

No Mauri, I used the reviewer's closing remarks as an excuse to greet all the virtual friends of De Baser. Now I'm off to work, but not before saying hello again to everyone and especially thanking the Sisters of Mercy and, more specifically, Rooster for introducing me to De Baser. Since we're at it, I also say hi to my family, my girlfriend, and Sandro with whom I had a double malt with last night.

I take this opportunity to greet all my university friends whom I haven't seen in a few years; Umberto, Tonio, Francesco, Cristina and Dorotea, childhood friends with whom I've lost touch, my ex Sara, and everyone from De Baser who knows me.

Swimard, to say that those who think differently from you should go listen to Gigi D'Alessio is more or less equivalent to saying: "you don't understand shit."
So, while I don't share Saputello's outburst, it is at least justifiable.
A different matter would have been to say: "no, I don't agree," but with the invitation to listen to D'Alessio, trust me, you were offensive too, as Saputello only expressed his opinion.
Try to weigh your words better next time and don't play the victim, as that's really not the case.

I leave room for the vote.

Yes, Sen, you're right, ajeje.
If you had read all the posts, you would have understood that the main discussion is not about whether Symphony X (nice nonsense that the band brought a breath of fresh air in the 90s) is or isn't the same as Rhapsody, but about the ridiculous theories ("ajeje mine is not just a random thought, it's a certainty!") of a kid who thinks he can objectively rewrite the history of music, implicitly asserting that everyone who likes a genre of music or a band he doesn't like doesn't understand a damn thing.
In short, the typical arrogant little brat, just out of adolescence, who, knowing a few bands and believing he has discovered hot water, insists on teaching others what good music is, convincing himself he is the supreme being carrying the truth.
A nasty breed to be avoided like the plague.

No Morgue, you’re mistaken.
I don't like analytical reviews that cut to the bone; I much prefer those that also convey some emotions.
But I hate self-indulgent stylistic exercises that are end in themselves.
I had considered it this way, but I repeat, perhaps the mistake is mine for not knowing the album and, therefore, not understanding it.
In any case, I don't like excesses of either kind (detailed and meticulous analysis or narcissistic digressions disguised as "emotional reviews"), because I find them, most of the time, just an implicit way of saying: "Hey, did you see how cool I am?"
I find this detestable in a music site where the goal should be to spread musical knowledge, not to showcase one's family jewels.

I’m replying to you right away and quickly.
I didn’t like the review.
Maybe I didn’t understand it because I’m not familiar with the album, but you certainly didn’t do anything to help me.
I’m at a point where I can’t stand this kind of writing, which I personally consider more suited for a fictional site than a musical one.
That’s all. If I came off as unpleasant or rude, I’m sorry and I apologize.
Just because you responded to the criticism in a civil and courteous way (which, in most cases, doesn’t happen), you’ve earned my respect and sympathy as well.
But I still give the review a 1, which I repeat, I don’t like. Saludos.

Yeah, yeah, sure... Hi.