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If you really are 12 years old, I understand you (when in doubt, I'll abstain from voting)... A piece of advice for the next ones: write thinking that the person reading you is interested, but knows absolutely nothing about the topic.

A novel that remains relevant and, in some ways, prophetic: Orwell started from what he observed around him (the Nazi and Stalinist totalitarianisms, the concentration camps, but also the increasingly pervasive role of the media). As Mirror's Chest pointed out: language, by impoverishing itself, ultimately fails to express anything or becomes misleading, turning into a tool for controlling consciousness. However, despite its vastness, I prefer Huxley's "Brave New World," written in 1932: here the masses are controlled from birth through eugenics (or dysgenics, to create subordinate classes) and psychic conditioning. To ensure loyalty to the regime, easy access to entertainment and consumer goods is employed (even through pornography and the unlimited satisfaction of sexual impulses, to the point where monogamy is viewed with suspicion). For these insights (we haven't reached eugenics yet, but panem, sexum et circenses are present), I consider Huxley superior to Orwell.

An almost unjudgeable work, due to its extreme heterogeneity (alongside masterpieces like the Himalayas, Polynesia, the Rocky Mountains, Niagara Falls, and Beethoven, we find questionable episodes such as traffic jams, malarial swamps, and Jovanotti) and for being a work in progress.

Fierogrind, where are you?

Great review, enjoyable album.

I waited long for it and perhaps that's why I was a little disappointed. Maybe I would have cut a couple of tracks (“Calling Elvis” has always felt too long and a bit boring to me, while “My Parties” doesn't resonate at all). However, tracks like “Fade to Black,” “You and your friends,” “Iron Hand,” and the title track perfectly balance technique and emotion. The other songs flow quite pleasantly and are never predictable (first and foremost that gem “Planet of New Orleans”).

Great job and illuminating quotes (Especially the one from "Godi", "Piccolo Lord" - poor little Harry! - and "Il mio sesso"). However, I’m not very drawn to the Italian new wave, although I acknowledge its role in breaking boundaries.

A proposal of sure interest, like all those from Daniele Sepe. Perhaps I would have skipped the 5-pointed star on a red background on the cover.

The black masterpiece by Neil Young.

On trust.