Kylie Minogue
Can't Get You Out Of My Head

"I intend to follow his example," said Tommy Aku, aka Tiger Mask II, taking on the role that was Naoto Date's. I say the same now as I prepare to take the place of the great minogue83, now vanished from the scene. He understood that there is no other way than to align oneself with the directives of the Global Market. He tried to propose a path to orthodoxy without suffering and pain, but you did not get it, you fools!

Look at them there, all busy pinning their refined listening choices to their lapels. Poor souls! What do you think? That in the future you can continue to listen unpunished to music that comes from the soul, from passion, from the desire to say something different?

Your idols, whoever you want to put, they are all people who will continue to find a place in the past as long as deluxe packages are sold, and for some we are already at the third reissue. It's not long. In a few years, they will no longer exist, except in your alienated minds. In fact, they will never have existed. I can almost hear what someone is thinking: "there will always be new people who will carry on the musical discourse, it's out of the mainstream channels where music history is made today". Nothing is made instead, it's just an illusion. A novelty, to bring about a change, must settle, and if it never reaches the general public, this cannot happen.

Do you really think the Global Market will allow true artists to emerge again? Artists who escape its mechanisms, who might perhaps influence fashions and ways of thinking in directions other than those the Global Market has programmed? Poor fools. If new true artists are allowed to express themselves, it will always and only be on the margins of the paths to success. There they will remain, there they will end, and then they will no longer exist, in fact, they will never have existed. Are you so caught up in chatting about your musical tastes on the web that you no longer find the time to go out? Have you seen the new generations? Those guys seem like automatons, always seen bending over their smartphones. Do you really think it's through those gadgets that music will find the way to continue living and maybe evolving? Those gadgets that put everything at your fingertips effortlessly, and by doing so, annihilate precisely the soul of change: curiosity?

Enough now. Even for you, the time has come to get on the path to alignment and normalization. This time it will be painful. The great minogue83 knew it, but you did not understand. Learning, understanding, acceptance.

You will be served sixth digestion pop, vomitable cutting-edge r&b, tunz tunz music, and to add a bit of variety, some good fifth-hand Italian rap with childish texts useful for maintaining a healthy flat encephalogram.

But let's proceed methodically. Since you did not want to learn the lesson the first time, you will learn it now. I would say to retrace from the beginning the path indicated by my illustrious predecessor. We restart from the excellent Kylie and her wrist-disarticulating single from about ten years ago: ‘Can't Get You out of My Head'. How many would have wished to be in her company while she sang the refrain replacing for good reasons the word "ass" with the word "head".

The great minogue83 wrote an effective review, I am presenting it again without adding anything. Listen and lose yourselves!