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The Negramaro would be a good instrumental group; too bad for Sangiorgi's whinings (I would send him to a trichologist, so maybe he'll stop).

An interesting job that I don't know: the vote is on trust, thinking about what Ruggeri produced during those years. Ruggeri was one of the most interesting singer-songwriters of the '80s for his attention to France, at a time when many were looking elsewhere or not looking at all. It’s a pity that he is remembered mainly for the two modest songs with which he was awarded in Sanremo and for his extra-musical activities that leave me perplexed.

A very underrated film, and perhaps a bit quirky. I consider it a "cult" because it seems to feature Alvaro Vitali in an unusual role for him, but worth noting especially for the reasons you've outlined (primarily the mix of religion in its superstitious form and business). I believe it would still face issues today (the influence of the Vatican is strong, especially regarding productions for Rai).

Well done, this is more elaborate than the others (random capitalizations aside). I agree with the analysis of the album: the best things are in the middle of the first part and the last two tracks before "Volo di Peter Pan" (which I consider superfluous).

The aura... what a fucking stage name.

Well done, this is more elaborate than the others (random capitalizations aside). I agree with the analysis of the album: the best things are in the middle of the first part and the last two tracks before "Volo di Peter Pan" (which I consider superfluous).

I've been following Travaglio since '94 (when he collaborated with Montanelli) and even then I appreciated him for his preparation, the quality of his arguments, and his uncomfortable choices (he followed Montanelli in the brief and unfortunately unsuccessful experience of "La Voce"). Over time, I have come to admire him for his ability to hit wherever there is something to hit, including the left (at the time of the pardon voted by the DS, he collaborated with l'Unità, and there he suffered a heavy lynching for his opposition to the measure and for expressing criticism of the center-left governments that had done nothing to eliminate conflicts of interest, thus making Berlusconi incapable of causing harm). If he then sells like hotcakes, good for him and I hope for Italy: it seems to me a sign that there are many people unwilling to give their brains to the masses.

Read at leisure in the bookstore; an amusing, well-documented, albeit incomplete read. I would have added the Brazilian Eloi (Genoa 1983-'85), nicknamed "Piaga," Perdomo from Genoa (whom Boskov compared to his dog, claiming that the latter played better) and De La Pena from Lazio (I believe he was a Spanish national, but he never played in Rome). The biggest disappointments for me were Rush and Zavarov (at the time I was a Juventus fan, quite frustrated by the modest results of the bianconeri after the Platini era).

I agree with Primiballi's analysis; the problem isn't Vasco, but rather those who follow him even though they haven’t had anything to say for a long time, hanging on his every word, even when they often utter meaningless sounds. His albums are as useful as a pair of tissue paper gloves. At this point, his musical releases have become a ritual, much like the post-meal burp.

Black Eyed Peas + David Guetta = 1