Moby
Last Night

THE REVIEW

Moby is an environmentalist-vegan-animal rights activist, a member of the cultural circle of mosquito friends and the radical-fundamentalist green party (affiliated with the pdl in the last elections), he does not eat foods that have the slightest point of contact with the animal world (he lives on red bull and nutella) but above all he is a great philanthropist, with Last Night he gifted a glimpse of the wonderful 90s to those who lived them briefly because they were too young or too unfortunate, or -as in my case- both. Last Night is this, it's a middle school party you weren't invited to or didn't go because you had Judo or were at the speech therapist or forced to stay home massaging grandma's calluses... basically, it reverberates back to the times when you could hum along to disco songs...

 So after two albums that could be shelved without a second thought, the bespectacled nephew of Melville turns off his archival vocal cords and dusts off so much vinyl stored somewhere in his attic that was perhaps the only thing he shouldn't have shelved these years... and here again are the sounds he needed... energetic female soul vocals, many synthetic strings, arpeggiators, acid piano, ignorant melodies, even sprinkles of rap here and there...

And here we are thrown into the party we were missing, starting with Ooh yeah, a delightful light-hearted song and over there at the drinks table is the hot girl from second year who rejected you with flamboyant joyful scorn during lunch break, meanwhile here comes Everyday it's 1989, with its straight beat, looping shouts, suddenly a jolt, it's that bastard school bully, but you pity him, you already know that after middle school he'll end up cleaning septic tanks while you will savor the beauties of culture, now he earns 4000 euros a month while you spend just as much on train tickets and acne cream, but who cares, the record now spins Alice, a gangsta rap supported by acid guitars, making you move somewhere between 50 Cent and Mr. Bean making you irresistible and repellent, fortunately Disco lies, distracts from your clumsiness, what a track guys! disco piezz’e’core I would say.

But then something happens, the tones soften, long notes of strings, rarefied atmosphere... what is happening? It happens that the last 4 tracks of this album strongly shift towards an annoying ambient that was really unnecessary, those who found someone to make out with go off somewhere helped by this music that someone might find tantric... there's nothing left but to go back home and into these sad 2000s where disco songs can no longer be hummed...

[TO RECAP] Great nostalgia operation, nothing overly original, of course. I'm left with the grievance of 4 consecutive useless tracks, if Moby would stop being such a friend to the earth and commit to coloring the world with tackiness, I'd be very grateful, the 4-star rating for the first 10 tracks is rounded down to 3 when averaging the overall listening experience.[/TO RECAP]