Saputello

Oh, nice review. Everyone is raving about this new album, seriously everyone, pointing it out as a potential album of the year. I'll get it even though I'm not crazy about the genre.

What poor souls you are. For a negative review he made (which I personally don’t like either), you go after his hobby of music and waste time telling him how much of a loser he is and trashing his private life. And you contextualize his musical judgment of the Radiohead with the music he makes, but how can you do that? You must undoubtedly be pathetic to enact such a mechanism.

What an inspired review.

"The most overrated group of the 90s has reached the end of the line. One time I said, 'I think Radiohead are shit,' and the other person replied, 'You need to be in the right state of mind,' to which I answered, 'For me, that state isn't Italy.'" ----------> Damn, what a clever remark. I guess you're out of your mind too.

Ah, and about Portishead: their best album is neither Dummy nor Portishead, but the live at Roseland; that is THE album. It's their definitive record. TRIP with orchestra. Immense.

And I add: group four is the best song by Massive Attack, it alone beats all the tracks from Blue Lines and Protection.

@ captainhowdy: ah, I'm just now realizing the discussion that followed. Well, Mezzanine and this album, to some extent, are superior to the previous ones for me because they are musically more mature and more substantial. My opinion is spoiled by the fact that the considerations about escaping the ghetto and the origins of music and the spontaneity of the early albums don’t affect me much. I agree they are more spontaneous, but for me, spontaneity alone isn’t enough to ensure an album's greatness. Mezzanine is a very particular album; at first listen, I had your impression, Captain Audi, that it was a collection of showcase pieces, well-architected background tracks for suburban clubs, but that album, that fucking album has something that the more you listen to it, the more it gets under your skin, as if it were an inner drug, those subdued and eternal rhythms, those inviting and muffled sounds, those seductive and sleepy voices. Everything follows its own harmony that initially seems a bit boring, but upon further listening takes on at least fascinating contours, and thirdly, you are propelled into another world. There really isn't a song on Mezzanine that I haven't explored in every little sound, and the diktat more trip than hop is all-encompassing. Mezzanine has very little hip hop in it, aside from some superficial touches. This album has followed the same course, though it results in a sound that is less successful (too fluid) and generally less inspired, but it remains a great album.

"..we hope for the next album"-------------------> Ahahahahahah... hahahahaha... uhuhuhuhu! Yes, of course.

Nice review. They never listened to them. Apparently, I have to do it. I like the cover of the album!

I find that in its simplicity it is still refined and well-crafted in terms of sound. Nothing transcendental, though. It's not one of those records that manages to captivate me, though I recognize that it is well made.