Best singer Author's Song of the seventies secondo DeBaser.

❝ "... And God was left riding the donkey, the devil is in heaven and made a nest there..."

❝ I believe this is, hands down, De André's most beautiful work and one of the highest in the Italian (and global, since it was also appreciated by a certain David Byrne) songwriting landscape.

❝ I grew up on bread and Guccini, and Guccini has always been there for me (when the aforementioned girl dumped me, when my grandmother died, and so on).

❝ It’s truly a shame, in a time like this of great cultural poverty, more than economic, that a Singer-Songwriter like Francesco Guccini decides to leave the stage, to self-scrap.

❝ I’m going out as the sun is setting.

❝ Samarcanda is a jewel of Italian music, a beautiful and well-crafted text.

❝ Eh, no, dear professor, this time we missed the mark.

❝ I will no longer speak because an artist must only communicate through his work. The artist does not exist. His art exists

❝ There’s nothing else to notice but harmony and melody.

❝ I wonder if it’s rock or not...

❝ This was the best-selling album in Italy in 1980 (then one might say...)

❝ “thought is like the ocean, you can’t block it, you can’t enclose it”

❝ “Enough blood now, can’t you see, we’re not even standing anymore, a bit of mercy”

❝ "'Bufalo Bill' is this cross and delight of mine: well, if I could, I would probably redo it with better attention to sounds and arrangements. I did it that way, bare and essential, to punish myself for having made 'Rimmel,' which had sold too much... crazy stuff!"

❝ "To understand De Gregori, you must not just listen to him; you have to feel him."

❝ "Captain, I did not want to tell you, but there is a white woman in the middle of the sea... so enormous, fresh and dark, that one never tires of looking at her..."

❝ «I love doing radio. It’s perhaps the mass communication medium I prefer, it’s intimate and sensual, and allows direct emotional contact, without filters. [...] Sometimes, while the record is playing, I leave the microphone open so that my breath is felt subliminally. And then there are the calls that allow me to give a voice to all those I talk to, and you can imagine yourself in their homes, in their lives… Doing radio this way, sometimes, becomes art.»

❝ One of the album’s high points is finally the concluding "Scimmia", one of the most dramatic pieces about drugs composed in Italy.

❝ “The album that made a generation of record sellers happy” (Paolo Madeddu)

❝ an atypical, crazy, delirious, sarcastic, mocking, insane, startling, adrenaline-fueled, nervous, angry, in some ways genius album

❝ Sometimes, a song's verse is enough to express what a thousand words of any speech wouldn't be able to.

❝ The songs of this album are populated by animals, starting with the nursery rhyme - inspired by a Jewish Passover song - that gives the album its title: "Alla fiera dell'est, per due soldi un topolino mio padre comprò".

❝ Angelo Branduardi gifts us this medieval dance of great charm at the start of what is, in my opinion, his best work: released in nineteen seventy-seven by Polydor in its bare cover, “La pulce d’acqua” contained within itself nine sketches, nine glimpses of as many tales.

❝ Concerto represents Angelo Branduardi at his highest power, in a state of grace, and in full musical maturation.

❝ It is not essential to express a definitive judgment on this work; the five stars, as well as the review, are just a necessary act.

❝ Within me live my identical life of microorganisms that do not know they belong to my body... To which body do I belong?

❝ ...and my teacher taught me how difficult it is to find the dawn within the dusk...

❝ The killer inside is like an injection, you can’t stop it and it spares no one, no one escapes the deadline.

❝ If I were God... and I could very well be, otherwise I don’t see who!

❝ Gaber, who was a Communist, recalls what Communism was, admitting, even with obedient and humble mea culpas and with his incomparable irony, what the former wanted to be and what 'communism' has transformed into error. Or horror.

❝ It can be trivially called a "Pearl among swine."

❝ Old petty bourgeoisie
old people of my home
however small you may be
the wind will one day sweep you away.

❝ The reality is that regardless of his reputation, he continues after 40 years to sing, write books, collaborate, promote socio-cultural initiatives, heightening it all with performances and appearances on stage, often for charity.

❝ Coming to "Paris Milonga," the title would be enough.

❝ And where there is a piano around there is always a crowd making noise, there are eyes looking for each other, there are lips watching each other.

❝ Impossible to make a mistake.

❝ Bruno Lauzi is a great songwriter and a wonderful performer.

❝ Unusual because there is no trace of a press release on compact disc nor on the snubbed cassettes in vogue in the eighties and nineties.

❝ "when a musician laughs, he puts down his instrument and laughs, and he doesn't look around and doesn't fear, he isn't afraid of his simplicity"

❝ "This man should have been frozen to be gifted to future generations"

❝ "Strange life, but it's as if life were a way of dying…"

❝ “But I will not stop. Never. A real guitarist dies. He must die on stage”.

❝ “Italy has forgotten Ivan Graziani as it has many other writers and singers who have given much to the musical landscape of this bittersweetly contrasting country.”

❝ “A guitarist must die on stage, in front of his people.”

❝ “there is no answer. Each of us is everyone and no one. Love remains, perhaps, to tell us who we are”

❝ “the roads are right, even the wrong ones, just never be certain. I have no certainties but only doubts”

❝ “those who believe they can save themselves never save themselves alone, if you have no companions your road has no outlets to the sun”

❝ “To end with just a few, simple words: one of the highest points of Italian songwriting.”

❝ “The usual dish, but never, really never, cooked so well.”

❝ “This is the album that definitively establishes Ivano Fossati as a first-rate musician.”

❝ Rino Gaetano stands apart from the typical ’70s singer-songwriters due to his particular style of writing simple and amusing lyrics (almost like nursery rhymes), yet at the same time biting and satirical, siding with the exploited and describing the many contradictions present in late ’70s Italy, which unfortunately still exist (and may have even increased).

❝ Yes, because whether you like it or not, his songs are as relevant today as they were back then.

❝ He wrote songs with such catchy tunes that those who hummed them, and still hum them today (perhaps in the shower, while shopping, or walking the dog), didn't understand all the anger, indignation, disgust hidden in those lyrics.

❝ “And I don’t know if I’ll have friends to chorus with me or if I’ll only have unfamiliar faces I’ll sing my songs to all of them and at the end of the road I can say that I lived my days.”

❝ “gli amici sai gli amici tante volte mi dicono che sono un piantagrane, che parlo senza un poco di rispetto, che amo più gli oppressi o le puttane”

❝ "The sound of your footsteps is music from the sky, all of a sudden I realize how heavy the waiting is, then I hold you in my arms and look at the world in your eyes and the silent rain that kisses your hair"

❝ For one who returns, and brings you a rose, a thousand have forgotten you.

❝ There is his voice to cradle you, there is Sergio Endrigo.

❝ Born in Pola in 1933, Sergio Endrigo began to play in the difficult 1950s in some of the most famous and renowned nightclubs in Northern Italy.

❝ I wrote these twelve songs for a woman I loved and lost. These twelve memories are the Bastille of my heart. For my woman, I did things far greater than these songs, but those things are now lost. Now only twelve songs remain

❝ All the things you don’t have, you’ll find them next to me. The world of illusions... you go on confidently because I am always here, here...

❝ Figli, vi porterei a cena....tra le stelle, ma non ci siete, ma non ci siete

❝ Singing in front of one spectator is like singing for a hundred thousand people. There’s no such thing as the audience. There is only each individual person.

❝ I must admit that he has an incredibly impressive voice.

❝ it is the album as a whole that feels compact, solid, inspired.

❝ You had the misfortune of sharing the stage with people who shouted louder.

❝ Damned Rosso, cursed be your songs! Couldn't you just stay home and feed the cat???

❝ Conclusion: for the undersigned, one of the greatest songs ever, both for the lyrics and the music, not only of Venditti but of all Italian music,

❝ Now, Modena represents for me his best piece, and it is the one I would include in a top 10 of the greatest Italian songs of all time.

❝ Lilly ultimately marks the dawn of a great musical season

❝ Cocciante? Progressive? Resign yourself, but in this case, it's the reality.

❝ You might then love or not this artist, like all Italian pop music (ahem...), but - personal opinion - this record contains at least two/three memorable tracks.

❝ It's 1975, and after the success of 'Bella senz'anima,' Cocciante turns to the wizard of electronics, Vangelis, not yet the legend he would become later but already an established musician, in an attempt to Europeanize and modernize his sound.

❝ A 72-year-old singer who performed for over 3 hours without ever holding back.

❝ At the beginning of 1977, Claudio Baglioni releases his sixth album, "Solo".

❝ “Assolo” is an excellent live album, comparable to certain performances by Billy Joel or the best Elton John (thinking of 17-11-70, of course).