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Jethro Tull Benefit
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"Benefit" is considered by many to be the masterpiece of Tull... I don't know... However, it's definitely one of my favorites after "Aqualung."
Pink Floyd Relics
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I've pretty much given up... You know what the problem is? It's that something the Floyd did, perhaps because it was absorbed in my adolescence, seems to me a masterpiece... And the more I try to tell myself: but yes, WYWH is their absolute masterpiece (and the memories of my childhood assault me), the more I listen to Barrett's earlier works and tell myself: but what a genius was that guy? Who in 1967 didn't just produce but even had an idea of making music of that kind? "Arnold Layne," "See Emily Play," "Julia Dream"... and again my childhood haunts me... and the cover of a vinyl that belonged to my aunt, all in gold... No, it wasn't Relics, it was called "Masters Of Rock" or something similar, and it was from the same era... perhaps an apocryphal compilation, with more or less the same tracks... and me as a little kid putting it on.... And they seemed like nursery rhymes.... in a language I didn't know well yet, but that I already knew... thanks to my Uncle, English, who joined my family always through my aunt... when I was 6 years old.... Then many years later I rediscovered them alongside WYWH, AHM, TDSOTM... hahaha...
The first cassette dated 1970 (it was a Philips) that I listened to as an adult (I say that loosely... I was 16) was Atom Heart Mother... and maybe that’s where my life changed... and I’m not exaggerating... Then my aunt also gave me the one for "Dark Side," and already there the spell took hold of a young kid full of Spandau, Duran, and Madonna... Then one day, rummaging around looking for other Floyd works, I saw again after sooo many years that familiar one, the one that struck my imagination as a child united with the memories of my father... the one of WYWH... And there was the definitive shock... and yet today, having assimilated the Pink Floyd for years, eons... frankly, I can’t say (trying to be as objective as possible) which I consider a masterpiece..... Relics shows a Barrett who was light years, maybe even light years ahead of any of his contemporaries, even the illustrious ones....
Pink Floyd Dark Side Of The Moon
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Oh my God, what I have to read... to discuss the universe, music... well... but why do Pink Floyd provoke this... including KillGod's obsession? Meditate, people, meditate...
Pink Floyd Dark Side Of The Moon
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Purple, the problem is that you were raised poorly... I, on the other hand, grew up on a diet of Beethoven, Beatles, Dylan, Cat Stevens, and Pink Floyd (not to mention others) and I consider myself an UBERMENSCH... Forget that crap of the '77 English Punk... And if you really must listen to something similar, check out The Who, The Small Faces, The Zombies, Marc Bolan and T-REX, MC5, Chocolate Watchband, and many others... DSOTM marked an era, and after it, music hasn’t exactly been the same, but it couldn’t NOT take this work into account, this masterpiece of 20th-century music... Then from there, listen to all the good music until you get to Miles Davis and Coltrane... :-)) Regards
Pink Floyd Atom Heart Mother
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@KILLGOD

It seems to me, dear, that you have a completely wrong idea of Punk. Punk, and I will never tire of saying this, was born in the USA and not in the UK! In the second half of the sixties, bands like MC5, Chocolat Watchband and many others who played that genre (a response to the English beat) called GARAGE ROCK! were the ancestors of punk... Then came the Stooges... come on, at least do your research first... Then in '77 some 18-year-old idiot rehashed the sounds of... in order... American Garage Rock, mixed it with the Beat à la Mode of Who and Cream, and threw in some good old GLAM like T-REX by Marc Bolan!!! That was the Punk of '77... patched together, cobbled... AHM, an immortal masterpiece... a Punk anthem... one that will still be listened to in another 1000 years and I’ll buy you a beer.
Pink Floyd Atom Heart Mother
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Good job, daveJohn... There’s nothing more to say about the record that hasn’t already been said.
Vasco Rossi Stupido Hotel
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One of the worst messes in Italian music of the last 30 years! Indefensible... Vasco has hit rock bottom with this album, and the extraordinary musicians he always surrounds himself with are not enough to rescue this pile of garbage sold for 25 euros... Damn!! Better to have a pizza and a beer with friends... It gives you more.
Le Orme Felona e Sorona
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"suspended in the incredible" is among the 4 or 5 most beautiful suites of Progressive EVERYTHING! Period. This is said by critics even from the Anglo-Saxon world.
@Jazzboy Look, I love Jazz, but you’ve written a bunch of nonsense... Why are Nick Cave, Elvis Costello, or Peter Gabriel dirty, satanists, and burping??? Come on...
I Pooh Uomini Soli
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The review is confusing, the Pooh of this album were already the ghosts of their former selves, but the "Title Track" is a beautiful song that "many" from my generation can relate to... oh yes, I too find myself humming "Dio delle città e dell'immensità" every now and then :-)) Historic!
Pooh Un Pò Del Nostro Tempo Migliore
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Undoubtedly the most challenging album by the Pooh, perhaps even more challenging than Parsifal, thanks also to the instrumentals like Mediterraneo... It must be said that the Pooh of this period, referring also to "forse è ancora poesia," "rotolando Respirando," "Poohlover" are without a doubt a remarkable band that demonstrates a strange form of progressive music, detached from the cerebral and jazz-oriented style of groups like Orme, Banco, Pfm, Osanna, etc... A melodic Prog, I would dare say, yet played with immense mastery... Now, I certainly won't be the heretic to declare Dodi Battaglia the best guitarist in the world, nor will I do so for D'Orazio or Facchinetti... yet those gentlemen have proven themselves with remarkable techniques, and a use of the voice (and falsetto) of rare effectiveness in the Italian landscape... with sound and melodic intertwinings that are sometimes bold and elegant. An album to buy while forgetting that it is by the Pooh, to be immersed in those typical solutions of the '70s, always balancing between melodic songs and more cultured, almost experimental music... at least for the Belpaese... Of course it’s not "Anima Latina," but still an excellent showcase of one of the most underrated bands of all time.