One of the most horrible and nauseating albums I have ever listened to. An act of pandering by Liga! An album that should not have existed! After so long without listening to it, this album makes me nauseous and when I think that I used to go crazy for those songs, well, I offend myself and say "Idiot! Idiot! Idiot!.." to infinity. One of the worst purchases of my life, worthless trash, an unnecessary album, pandering of the highest level by the musician from Correggio.
"A Che Ora è la Fine del Mondo", as the author defines it, is an album of scattered and picked-up shards, reworked and thrown there. In short, shit with a bit of perfume sprayed on it: it's still shit! This record is a continuous mockery, a sharp blow to the stomach, something indigestible for me. Let's start from the first few seconds: guitar riff already heard, well, it's a damn cover, pandering, horrible, which luckily REM didn't hear, otherwise they would have sued our own "Padano Indian". How to desecrate a good song!? Ligabue did it with his useless headless cover. If you have indigestion with this song, you have to wait for the encore, the second track, "Gringo '94", a little song where Liga, being the boastful guy he is, tells us about the Indians and makes fun of Reagan. A song left in the drawer and then picked up! Could it get worse, you might say? Of course it can! Ligabue never misses a beat! "Cerca nel cuore" is the first chance to bring up the theme of love. An absolutely nauseating track, with that "talk to me, talk to me without saying anything ..." sung with the voice of someone who's forcing himself to defecate. Note the very "useful" collaboration of Gianfranco Fornaciari. Fourth in the tracklist is the self-celebratory "Fuoritempo" where Liga gets angry and lashes out against those who say he's out of time, declaring that he's proud of it many times in interviews. Ligabue generously donated the song to the Rats in 1992, and in that "fateful" year, 1994, he had nothing better to do than throw this hard rock-style little song into the album. But the worst mockery comes with the fifth on the list, the pandering, horrible, disgusting, incredibly outrageous "L'Han Detto Anche gli Stones". Liga chooses to sing it with Pau from Negrita! Probably thinking it would have more style! An affront to the Rolling Stones and their famous phrase "It's Only Rock N' Roll But I Like It"! "L'Han Detto Anche ..." is of an unheard-of brown-nosing. The following track "Male Non Farà" is a bit more commendable, a sweet love ballad, in which a nice piano riff delights us. The only good thing about this album, the only one I save. He allowed Timoria, Renga’s old band, to include it in their album "Storie per vivere". "Gringo '91" is the same as "Gringo '94", except for one line.
So a question arises in me: Liga, didn't you have anything else to do!? The album is about to end and you will feel relieved, but it's just an illusion: Liga wants to fire the last deadly arrow to the stomach. "Urlando Contro il Cielo (Live)"! A cheap, trifling hit, where Liga deliberately plagiarizes the American Boss, Springsteen. The plagiarized song in question is "Bobby Jean" from the famous album "Born in the USA". With this low-level hit ends one of the most horrible and shameful works in history!
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By Dexster
It pains me to give just three stars to this album, a small gray stain in Liga’s wonderful career.
Apart from the legendary opener and the fantastic live version of 'Urlando contro il cielo', the album gets lost in ballads lacking that extra little bit of Liga to take flight in our heads and cling to our hearts.