9th, Mr. Dapatas
As far as I'm concerned, Mr. Dapatas has always been an anomaly in Silvestri's discography: it's an album that has some very high peaks and a few poorly placed lows that make the overall listening experience somewhat erratic; not only that, it’s also an album that remains torn between serious tracks and lighter ones, a division emphasized by the tracklist (Insieme, a song about human relationships in a somber and disillusioned manner, is immediately followed by Amore mio, a carefree song that you already know is about... love). It’s an album that tries to stylistically replicate Il dado, since that album was also a continuous change of genres and styles, but Mr. Dapatas loses that chemistry because it is too calculated, too measured; there's no anarchy that its predecessor had. It remains stuck in a limbo trying to deliver a more polished version of that album, which is very noticeable in tracks like Insieme or Sto benissimo. So, is the album to be discarded? Not at all, in fact, many tracks are excellent: Aria is a beautiful piece that intensely describes life in prisons, Pozzo dei desideri is lighthearted in its depiction of gambling addiction and is quite enjoyable despite the theme, Insieme has a remarkably successful text that manages to be powerful yet leaves you feeling bitter, Desaparecido is a classic war-themed track that is anything but banal and succeeds in being somehow accessible to everyone; and then there’s a rather peculiar duo that testifies to the condition in which this album leaves me, because this duo consists of my favorite song from all of Silvestri's work and the only track that disgusts me: Sono io, a fantastic closing that has personally resonated with me, and Tu non torni mai, a silly little tune with uninteresting lyrics and music and a duration that makes it feel more like a Chinese torture than a love song. This is Mr. Dapatas, an album that is at times flawed but at times brilliantly successful, attempting to be a medley made up of various ingredients like Il dado, but what emerges is definitely a good cake that doesn’t quite know what ingredient gives it flavor.
The meticulous rating: 7
The gem: Sono Io
As far as I'm concerned, Mr. Dapatas has always been an anomaly in Silvestri's discography: it's an album that has some very high peaks and a few poorly placed lows that make the overall listening experience somewhat erratic; not only that, it’s also an album that remains torn between serious tracks and lighter ones, a division emphasized by the tracklist (Insieme, a song about human relationships in a somber and disillusioned manner, is immediately followed by Amore mio, a carefree song that you already know is about... love). It’s an album that tries to stylistically replicate Il dado, since that album was also a continuous change of genres and styles, but Mr. Dapatas loses that chemistry because it is too calculated, too measured; there's no anarchy that its predecessor had. It remains stuck in a limbo trying to deliver a more polished version of that album, which is very noticeable in tracks like Insieme or Sto benissimo. So, is the album to be discarded? Not at all, in fact, many tracks are excellent: Aria is a beautiful piece that intensely describes life in prisons, Pozzo dei desideri is lighthearted in its depiction of gambling addiction and is quite enjoyable despite the theme, Insieme has a remarkably successful text that manages to be powerful yet leaves you feeling bitter, Desaparecido is a classic war-themed track that is anything but banal and succeeds in being somehow accessible to everyone; and then there’s a rather peculiar duo that testifies to the condition in which this album leaves me, because this duo consists of my favorite song from all of Silvestri's work and the only track that disgusts me: Sono io, a fantastic closing that has personally resonated with me, and Tu non torni mai, a silly little tune with uninteresting lyrics and music and a duration that makes it feel more like a Chinese torture than a love song. This is Mr. Dapatas, an album that is at times flawed but at times brilliantly successful, attempting to be a medley made up of various ingredients like Il dado, but what emerges is definitely a good cake that doesn’t quite know what ingredient gives it flavor.
The meticulous rating: 7
The gem: Sono Io
Martello
18 jun 23
DeRank ™: 12,00
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