Negazione
Tutti Pazzi 1983 - 1992

Marco Mathieu has been a journalist for years! A real blow to the heart! Certainly, when compared to his terrible colleagues, Mathieu has always stood out for his tireless and enviable work ethic. He has indeed created numerous reports. He may have been "sponsored" at some point, but he has worked tenaciously to illustrate the most diverse musical, anthropological, and cultural realities to us with passion.

I won’t hide it: I consider a large part of the world of print media to be one of the largest, most harmful, and costly castes existing in Italy! But let's try not to be blinded by forms of anthropological hatred and attempt, taking into account his more than commendable curriculum vitae, not to throw the ex-Negazione into the personal hell I have reserved for the gentlemen of the print media.

Marco Mathieu, certainly, played in Negazione, but he was not the only member of the group. There were also Tax, Zazzo, and a bunch of session men and friends (including Neffa, for heaven’s sake!!!) around the angriest Turin guys in the history of rock.

Negazione, however, does not need excessive illustrations nor predictable "noise-making" musings (no, they have nothing to do with industrial or noise! I’m talking about the magazine adored by the indie tricolor intelligentsia).

Negazione was pure anger, demonic rage, red-hot fury, blind hatred, rejection of the most contemptible and degrading conventions. Negazione was (and still is!) "The Spirit (that) continues"! Negazione was a whole way of understanding music and, maybe, even life. Negazione: a unique entity, an entity that not even the specialized press has ever managed to describe convincingly.

Punk, clattering Hardcore, forms of Crust, Grindcore, and even Metal! Angry sounds, abrasive, filthy, bad, malevolent, piercing but embellished with immortal lyrics.

I don't like quotes, but the one from "Un Amaro Sorriso" hits the spot!

"Our straight line
runs through the black
while we cross silent cities
like ghosts of transgression"

and again....

"Alone in a desperate embrace
alone in the joke of life
but a thrill of energy
runs again through my body
and tomorrow we will laugh again
in the face of ourselves
in the face of death"

GOOSEBUMPS!!

Dear Marco: mistreat your journalist colleagues! Thanks to the work of certain hack writers, as you well know, entire generations were forced to buy terrible records! Some got "Ten" by Pearl, some "The Fat Of The Land" by Prodigy, and some other trendy stuff that, in all honesty, represents the antithesis of what Negazione, with immense passion, have created.

For everyone else: this album is certainly not a novelty from the Turin combo (except for the remixed and somewhat embarrassing version of "Tutti Pazzi" and an excellent live track), but a collection that proves to be very enjoyable as well as assembled with fine care and intelligence. Immortal tracks like "Non Mi Dire" or "Qualcosa Scompare" are missing, but as you well know, nothing is perfect! Thanks to this album, however, you can relive almost all the steps Negazione took: from the carefree punk of the beginnings to the more nihilistic and furious metal/hardcore drifts. After all, not all collections are the usual predictable commercial finds!