Paolo Conte - Tropical
The Count in 100 songs.
55. Tropical.
 
Associates - Waiting for the Loveboat
Perhaps is the last valuable album and contains masterpieces on par with the other albums. The perfect example of how not to fall into mere synth pop. Breakfast, Stranger in your voice, Those first impressions, and The best of you are the other (latest) gems.
P.S. Billy was also a great lover of kraut, another point in his favor.
 
Be My Baby

another tribute to Phil
 
Associates - Bap De La Bap
Sounds from out of this world 🔥
 
#CazzomeneVips - Covid, Eleonora Brigliadori and the vaccine: "We will become batteries to make artificial intelligence live"

Covid, Eleonora Brigliadori choc: «Il vaccino? Diventeremo pile per far vivere l'intelligenza artificiale»

via @updayIT
 
MR. G ALREADY KNEW EVERYTHING...

An overview of Gaber's production, navigating through his prophecies/distopias that later came true in sometimes unsettling ways and the sideways visions of all our lives, between daily habits and tics, miseries and aspirations, the political and the personal. We take it from the beginning of the second part of his career, a time when he brought his texts, his own and those of Sandro Luporini, on endless theatrical tours throughout Italy, where the audience would also intervene as was customary then, standing up and sharing their thoughts, even in open opposition to the artist who would respond and sometimes come out worse for wear, sometimes not. Nowadays, one would rather give him a like on Feisbucc or become one of his haters, since it seems that no one expresses anything publicly anymore, limiting themselves to hiding behind a nickname or a little finger. I sometimes find myself wondering what he would think of this or that event; truly, at times I would be curious to know, so...

Giorgio Gaber - Il corpo stupido (4 - CD1)

When the imperative was that the Politician had to coincide with the Personal... And then there was a Guide, whether a book or a guru, that believed it could guide the Masses even in the realm of sexual enjoyment...
"After a while, she lay down on the bed and talked about orgasm; I revisited our evening with much enthusiasm, but that book she mentioned, which indicates where to touch her, kind of blocked me... I no longer felt like undressing her... How correct is her intervention, how ignorant is the arousal..."
 
Another One Bites the Dust - Queen
let's change the genre. And anyway, I still enjoy listening to this, so from #diteloallozioiside to #diteloastocazzo.
 
Paolo Conte | Novecento
The Count in 100 songs.
56. Novecento.
 
Frank Zappa - The Return of the Son of Monster Magnet

Frank Zappa (48 out of 100)
"The Return of the Son of Monster Magnet" - from "Freak Out!"
(1966)

#tengonaminchiatanta
 
Leon Thomas - Um Um Um

Leon Thomas - from "The Leon Thomas Album"
1971 (Flying Dutchman)

#jazzlegends
 
Rain Dance (Remastered)

#unochesiannoiavapoco

A semi-serious journey through the discography and collaborations of Billy Cobham in almost chronological order
1968 Horace Silver-Serenade to a soul sister
 
Frank Zappa - Montana

Frank Zappa (47 out of 100)
"Montana" - from "Over-Nite Sensation"
(1973)

#tengonaminchiatanta
 
Paso Doble - Paolo Conte
The Count in 100 songs.
57. Paso doble.
 
Ingrandisci questa immagine
RI-PARODIAX 50 ®
[The good mood vaccine in fifty doses during the relapse][50]
 
Bullet In The Head (Live at Melkweg, Amsterdam - February 1993) unfortunately, serious videos are hard to find, but this exact file really sounds good.
 
bdrmm - Push / Pull (Official Audio) ...another wonderful piece between dream-pop, shoegaze, madchester...here we soar.
 
Charlie - Thirteen
In orbit 💎
 
Mungo Jerry - Santo Antonio Santo Francisco
Piero Focaccia video/Sanremo '71 - SANTO ANTONIO SANTO FRANCISCO

#sanremo50annifa
Sanremo 1971
Hosted by Carlo Giuffrè and Elsa Martinelli
24 songs in competition
FORMULA: 2 performances per song, 14 songs in the final evening
by Pallavicini, Conte
SANTO ANTONIO SANTO FRANCISCO
sung by Mungo Jerry and Piero Focaccia
ELIMINATED!!
 
1.Gothic Line
Twenty-five years ago, today. This album was born, disturbed and powerful, gritty and sacred. A rock album but also intimate, but above all an album where politics and spirituality merge, in an engaging manifesto of life and rebellion. I don’t think it’s blasphemy to place this album among the milestones of Italian music, alongside imposing records like La voce del padrone and Anima latina; in fact, it is even deserved. A journey between Europe and one's own conscience, which begins in the library of Sarajevo, now ravaged by flames, by the dark blazes that kill the wisdom of humanity. What follows is an inevitable disorientation, where man can no longer distinguish his unconscious from a parasite and where he lives curled up like an animal waiting to die. But there is a divine light, described by the great master Battiato, that can give us a moment of comfort, despite the daily crumbling of global chaos and the arrival of the apocalyptic blue dawn. And it is in Alba that the battle is being fought, confronting the enemies behind the Gothic Line. In certain cases, one must be the master of oneself and choose a side. Despite this, taking a side proves difficult: there is an attempt at revolt against the religion that has dominated the world for millennia, shedding blood as well, but the temptations are cast in a sickly light that turns even the basest riches into nightmares. Luckily, there is Tancredi, the spirit of an untamed horse who does not lead us where we already were, leaving us on Sunday, the day before death when we must dress in silk and purity. Thus ends the journey, despite every strenuous decision or opposing vow, I find myself embarrassed, surprised, hurt by an angry feeling of decline of which I do not know how to speak or ask questions.
Punctual rating: 10 with honors
The gem:
Irata
 
Chiamami Adesso
The Count in 100 songs.
58. Call me now.