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 Every song will start with a little theme riff over which a gospel choir will layer, then there will be a nice crescendo of brass, percussion, and other various instruments.

 I think it’s very unlikely we’ll stay under 9 minutes per track.

 Dive into Kamasi Washington's Heaven And Earth and decide if this spiritual jazz journey moves you or feels all too familiar.

 Accepting to let Michael Gira and his "swans" enter your life means accepting to coexist with psychiatric drugs for life.

 They took some damn slabs from foundries and smashed them against our skulls like heroin-addicted grizzlies in withdrawal.

 Listen to Swans' Filth and experience industrial music like never before—bold, brutal, and unforgettable.

 This album did nothing but legitimize mediocrity, blending a brainless mix of the Beatles, T-Rex, and a pseudo-theatrical epic so banal only Pink Floyd might emulate it.

 Plastic and empty sounds, riffs that draw a big whatever, melodies bloated with self-imposed goosebump-inducing rhetoric.

 Read this bold critique and decide for yourself how Bowie’s Ziggy Stardust shaped rock history.

 The new album by Colle der Fomento is a flawless rap album, textbook perfection, and indeed, no one can take away those two stars out of five.

 It seems to me precisely the pompous attitude that, mind you, I never like, that of “doing the real stuff” and presenting oneself as a rigid alternative to the new things, if not the innovations, of today.

 Discover why Adversus divides opinion—listen now and decide if classic rap still holds the crown.

 Simply, I don’t know... is it like an album??

 It’s the testimony of a drunk who, instead of ending up off the road, hits the guardrails on both sides, swerves a lot, and once home, masks his Guinness-like hangover by telling it to the world as a perpetual mushroom trip.

 Discover the layers behind Kanye West's iconic album—read the review and decide if it's truly a masterpiece or just overrated.

 Instead, it’s just the unpleasant recurrence of bronchopneumonia.

 It’s a pity because potentially Cosimo remains one of the best Italian artists of our time.

 Discover why Gue Pequeno's Sinatra divides opinion—read the full review and decide for yourself!

 He reminds me of a certain Fedez rap, with that lifeguard style who at 25 discovers Bukowski and decides that well-done rap must be relaxed and prosaic.

 There will always be a streetwise person who understands, unlike you the 'cultured' one, that rap isn’t a Bonolis show.

 Listen to Ernia's '68' and decide if cultured rap hits the mark or misses the beat.

 "What is this autotune, this emo-like text with all precise rhymes, these minor key chords to leverage on a super artificial and fake melancholy?"

 "The bouts of vomiting became more frequent and violent to the point I almost risked dying from dehydration."

 Read this candid review and decide if Dark Polo Gang's 'Trap Lovers' is worth your listen!

 Emis Killa has been boasting for years about being the best rapper in Italy, even though he has never been.

 Emis, you’re a good nursery rhyme writer, in this album you’ve shown yourself to be a decent pop author, but the rap game is no longer for you.

 Discover how Emis Killa’s Supereroe balances pop-rap charm with a struggle to keep up with trap's evolution—listen and decide for yourself!

 "Sleep Sound is truly, and I mean truly, a masterpiece of good taste: moderate, just right, emotional, shy, decisive."

 "Loud Places makes you regurgitate the last six New Year’s Eve feasts at once. It’s cloying, mawkish, with an overbearing gospel sampling."

 Discover the highs and lows of Jamie xx's In Colour—listen now and decide for yourself!