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I really appreciate your review. Just these days, I'm digging out old new wave glories from the '80s. I happily re-listened to a greatest hits collection from the Psychedelic Furs, and now I'm eager to discover more bands of that genre; your review has been nothing short of providential for this. It would be great to create a sort of list of all the bands from that genre, from Bauhaus to Sisters of Mercy—there's really so much to explore. And if we also wanted to include the lysergic England of the late '80s with Primal Scream and Jesus and Mary Chain, the overview becomes exhilarating. Some time ago, I had a cassette that a friend recorded for me from a double CD titled "Alternative History," which gathered all the major representatives, mostly English (let's not forget the Pixies, please!). Now that CD has become impossible to find, and the cassette is lost among the myriad of things swallowed by time. Could someone give me a tip, a reference to start a curated discography on this fantastic period? Thanks in advance.

Despite the hype surrounding Nick Drake these days, his works often end up being overlooked. Your review has given the right recognition to an album that has mostly stayed in the shadows. I adore it, thank you because I thought I was one of the few. I saw John Cale for the first time here in Rimini in early December. He was alone with guitars (a bit clumsy at tuning them...) and piano. In front of his presence as a man and artist, I cleared my mind and allowed myself to be immersed in his versatility, in his melodic quest that always breaks the rules. His "personal" version of "Heartbreak Hotel" was nothing short of divine; perhaps in some way, the spirit of Nick still lingers in his compositions. Who knows what kind of jam session might have emerged from these two titans; it’s a shame I wasn’t there in those years. I think many who appreciate him today would have supported him, or perhaps not... the doubt will remain with me forever.

Dearest Diggei, great review, when I read it I thought: someone who thinks like me. Because indeed the Interpol played the songs without a hitch and their sonic impact was at times devastating, but I have the impression that more than that, they don’t know how to do. Also, the voice over time becomes monotonous like the guitars, the usual power chords but little substance. However, someone rightly pointed out to me that they are young; even the Radiohead during the OK Computer era in Florence, I remember they executed the songs to the letter, even if Thom has a different impact. In short, I would forgive them, let’s wait and see; right now the boys are all focused on solidifying their style, they’re on the rise, in America and England they are selling out everywhere and touring the world confirming their music and their compositions, which then, they probably know they need to learn a few more chords.

Hi, great review. Driven by the nice video and the song, I bought the CD "Any minute now," well, it ended up like the last albums of Radiohead to which I had sworn complete devotion. I'm one of those who thinks ten times before buying a CD, but my instinct wins, I tried to listen to it, you can tell that the guys are trying to balance electronics and electric instruments, but the result I think is ultimately not the best. I had also read an interview in Mucchio where the Dewale Brothers admitted the difficulty of reproducing the sounds of the album live, and reading your review, it must have been exactly like that. I also find that Stefan has a great voice...

Great Interpol, along with Franz Ferdinand, one of the best bands. This album truly shows that the band isn’t at all concerned with being seen as a fleeting phenomenon or derivative, but rather as a beautiful musical reality that is maturing (let's hope) album after album. Since I bought it, I've enjoyed listening to it more and more, and it’s sad to say that I’m starting to become an old sentimental who still longs for Joy Division and the old Cure...

The important thing is to understand the meaning, Bukowski teaches. Anyway, I think you haven't understood that without certain records we would still be feeling like crap. And nobody asked for your opinion. Freedom, remember this word..., or should I explain it to you in your refined Italian? You are free to listen to the crap you like; I won't bother you, but don’t ruin it for those who appreciate this genre. Music has many facets; we all know that the Stones have become tiresome, that they're worn out and old like the Who, who despite losing two heavyweights like Keith Moon and John Entwistle stubbornly continue to recycle the past. But allow me to say that albums like Exile on Main Street or the first two by the Velvet Underground or Who's Next have influenced generations to come. Okay, punk was a godsend, and God bless people like Joe Strummer and Joey Ramone, but sweetheart, can you tell me which of these new forward-looking bands has been able to produce anything innovative recently that has the same power evoked by those recordings? And don’t say Kid A because in 1971 the Can went far beyond that. And anyway, you remain a great ignoramus, a sterile provocateur, and what's more, spineless.

I listen to many things, trying to stay updated. Most of what I hear slips away like days spent in both good and bad. Something sticks with you, but they are just remnants, non-definitive elements that don’t change your life. Then they come to me, I put on the record, and the rock lament starts up above. I wait. Suddenly that guitar riff hits, sounding like Neil Young in his golden days. And then everything resets, you start again, your instinct thanks you, rock 'n' roll flows through my veins like new lifeblood, a vampire that I am. This record is not categorizable as we tend to do with music today, and above all, it’s a timeless record, each track seems to have its own life, albeit a troubled and seemingly subdued one. Thank you, Jeff! Beautiful Antimo…

Praise to the Pixies and what they left us. Without them, what would Nirvana be? And perhaps grunge itself? Well done, great article.

I once had a cassette collection and didn't pay them much attention. After their performance in Imola for Heineken, I literally went crazy for them, obtaining all their official discography and genuinely enjoying masterpieces like Doolittle and Surfer Rosa, to the point of wanting to start a cover band. Seriously, in their apparent lack of balance, they breathed new life into rock, and their music still sounds damned current. Simple and innovative, packed with that healthy irony that makes them even more likable, amidst some seemingly noise guitar riffs, you find hard rock reminiscences and the harmonies of Francis and Kim are fantastic. Good job, Easy, this band deserves recognition and you’ve done a great job of highlighting it.

It's interesting to discover how important this album is. For me, it marked decisive moments in my life, and thanks to this album, I discovered Robert and his world. Last Saturday, I was enchanted to see him again after a few years. He's still the same, though, and when he smiled and apologized, I could have hugged him. Today, by chance, I happily listened to Wish, which may not be epic like Disintegration, but is equally introspective and tormented. While Disintegration is disenchantment, Wish is blood; it’s the bitter awareness of one’s own limits. Perhaps Robert has never been as sincere as he was with that album. Moreover, I really appreciated the live Show, where the powerful sound of the Cure is best represented. And then it’s sparkling and energetic, unlike Paris.