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Pink Floyd A Saucerful Of Secrets
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Overwhelming, almost desperate. Among the early Pink Floyd albums, undoubtedly the most eccentric. Round and voluptuous epic music, intimate and me(a)loncholic lysergic harmonies, great musical opulence, and the famous farewell (or experimental send-off) of Syd Barrett. Almost a masterpiece, yet when compared to the previous "The Piper at the Gates of Dawn" (1967), it appears less fluid and convincing. But the music, gentlemen, the music is something to be memorized and treasured both for today and for tomorrow. Marco Poletti Dixit.
Pink Floyd A Momentary lapse of reason
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Waters has left the party, and Gilmour stands alone. Not a big deal; imaginative and musically well-prepared (and quite cultured), Gilmour sets up a record that is not exceptional but effective from a purely musical point of view. It should be listened to in religious silence, trying as much as possible to avoid thinking of it as a Pink Floyd album. It's a shame, though, for some dull and banal lengthy parts (especially towards the end). Those who criticize it with a rating of 1 should be ashamed and go immediately do penance. Raus! Marco Poletti Dixit.
Pink Floyd 1967/The First 3 Singles
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Disk unknown to me. What is a hoax? Because if it is, the de-reviewer is a genius. Marco Poletti Dixit.
Pooh La Grande Festa
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I don't agree. The fact that the Punisher hates the world is beyond question. You can't say that Pooh's music sucks (what about Alexia's then?), the Pooh have, after all, made some nice little songs. Sure, "La grande festa" is what it is: the new track is as lifeless as a weeping willow, and the rest of the songs could easily be found on some original CD. However, at least "Tanta voglia di lei" and "Pensiero" aren't that bad, or should we really throw away half of Italian music and glorify all the other crap that comes from abroad (which, since it's foreign, is always cute and nice. But when ever?). Reflect, oh sovereign and brainless debaserian people, reflect... Marco Poletti Dixit.
Peppino Di Capri Champagne
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"Champagne" is part of the history of Italian music (like it or not). For the rest, a very mediocre record, some nice crooner inventions, but very little substance. Ultimately, it’s almost evanescent. Grasshopper says that Peppino (pardon, Puppino) is crap (what a surprise), but he doesn't realize that he himself gave a 5 to certain albums that really were crap. Remember: 5 to Caetano Veloso! 4 to "Dieci stratagemmi" by Franco Battiato! Tze... we’re done for. I must say, the more time passes, the more I come to loathe Grasshopper, and I hope he feels the same. Musical hatred, of course. Marco Poletti Dixit.
Roberto Vecchioni Samarcanda
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Did you know that in "Samarcanda" the violin is played by Angelo Branduardi? No? Well, now you do. A great album from the best Vecchioni ever, constantly balancing between narcissistic cultural display ("Blu(e) notte") and sharp professional irony ("Vaudeville"). Crazy and brilliant, measured and intriguing: highly recommended to all those who say that no good music has ever been made in Italy. Marco Poletti Dixit.
Roberto Vecchioni Ippopotami
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The most ambitious album by Vecchioni, but also, alas, the least successful. The Professor attempts political metaphor (the "Hippos" in the lyrics represent the new vulgar, unrefined, and ignorant rich), but the musical experiments are challenging and tedious. I bought it almost fifteen years ago (it was 1992), and at the time I was 24, and I was quite intrigued by the fun suitcase packaging. Too bad the album sold much less than expected, and over time, it will be forgotten, just like, for Vecchioni, the even worse "Montecristo" (1980). Sometimes, ambition kills creativity. There you go, this seems to be the best conclusion. Marco Poletti Dixit.
Roberto Vecchioni Calabuig, Stranamore ed altri incidenti
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Regenerated and completely satisfied, Vecchioni can even wink at the general public. He writes very beautiful lyrics (as always, after all) and composes music that, if not perfect, is at least enticing. The best moments are "Stranamore" and "Il capolavoro," but it’s Vecchioni who feels almost new: he finally enters the mainstream of free radio with credibility and demonstrates, after the enormous success of "Samarcanda" (1977), that he is not merely a fleeting spark. Naturally, the album is not a masterpiece; it is an honest handcrafted product of more than sufficient technical-artistic-musical quality. Marco Poletti Dixit.
Adriano Celentano Svalutation (12")
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One of his most interesting and successful albums. There’s a lot of beautiful music, but there’s also too much desire to moralize and preach. "Uomo macchina" is a bit ugly, "Svalutation" is historic, "La barca" is cruel (but with a feel-good ending), "La camera 21" is the best track on the album. Sorry PuntiniCaz, but where's the review? Well, anyway, I find you very, very likeable! Marco Poletti Dixit.
Adriano Celentano Il re degli ignoranti
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The worst Adriano since 1958, that is, the worst Celentano ever. What horror (and what pain) to see him singing rap verses with neither head nor tail. Someone stop him, he is destroying his own myth. Marco Poletti Dixit.