Ligabue is freaking amazing. Say what you will, but he's the greatest Italian artist of the last 50 years, and not just in music—he's also a poet, director, writer... he can do it all. His albums prove it, each one more beautiful than the last, and this "nome e cognome" is no exception. I won't talk about the individual songs because each one is as beautiful as the next... this is ROCK with a capital R... forget Metallica, Red Hot Chili Peppers, and company... you can make fun of him all you want, but meanwhile, he's a cool guy with millions and you're here brooding. I RECOMMEND EVERYONE TO BUY THIS WONDERFUL ALBUM IN STORES... don't download it from the internet, bastards!
To the 180,000 at Campovolo, this new LP by Liga will be enjoyable because it contains all those ingredients that made him famous.
Not a masterpiece, something more than mere management.
Ligabue, first and foremost, is like marinated eel: either you love it or you hate it.
A few hours after the second complete listen, the aftertaste is pleasant, with a scent of plains and fog, with the alibi of rock that must never be missed by a roaring Emilian.
Undoubtedly a point less for Liga, who now falls into the commercial.
There is really, excluding the first single taken from the album, no note worthy of mention in 'Nome e Cognome'.
The King of Summer is Big Luciano! Pavarotti? No, what are you saying?
True rock engulfs us, with Big Luciano screaming we should live by ear, which I don’t really understand, but if he says it, it’s believable.
This CD is very different; it’s one of the best rock CDs he has made because it’s a new style and also very youthful for the singer.
Ligabue ... makes us dream and face reality always with more beautiful and energetic songs.