I’m telling you, in 2020 Hootie & the Blowfish are swaggering so hard that they look like Bone Thugs N Harmony in 1995, and if you had told them that in 1994, they wouldn’t have even believed it. Vez, the situation isn’t clear to you. Hannah Jane Vez, we’re going to take the world. We’re not on some electronic music forum where people have money. BUCKA BUCKA HA FOR ALL MY PEOPLE, NEGROS AND LATINOS AND EVEN THE GRINGOS.
 
Walkin' - Quincy Jones

Quincy Jones - from "This Is How I Feel About Jazz"
1957 (ABC-Paramount)

#jazzlegends
 
Edoardo Bennato: copertina e tracklist dell'album "Non c'è" | News | Rockol

Why? Because he has revived Le ragazze fanno grandi sogni, because there’s a track with Morgan and one with Clementino, because there’s a song called Maskerate, but most importantly, is there?
 
L'uomo senza passato Trailer

Aki Kaurismäki (1 of 3)
"The Man Without a Past" - (2002)

#35mm
 
Sad Lovers & Giants - Clocktower Lodge
When playing a genre doesn't mean following the trend but simply showing your own soul.
 
Stop Messing Around: Peter Green's Fleetwood Mac. BBC Version
Today would have been Peter Green's birthday.
 
@[Eneathedevil]
I couldn't do this, I had to read the solution. If you do it in zero time, I’ll hang up my rebus solver shoes. Ingrandisci questa immagine
 
Picking up on the brilliant idea from @[Alemarcon] to revisit the brilliant idea from @[Martello], I allow myself to make, as an additional kick in the... erm, preview of the columns that will start in a week, a ranking of the worst albums by Pino Daniele (from 1995 to 2009 and excluding "Medina" from 2001) from the least unbearable to the absolute diarrhea peak.

N°5: "Electric jam" (2009)
I’m not saying anything... I’m not saying anything... I’M NOT SAYING ANYTHING. I'll just leave you with the review from @primiballi: Electric Jam - Pino Daniele - recensione

The masterpiece of the album: Il sole dentro di me
 
Ivan Graziani - Poppe poppe poppe (3 - CD3)

Silent masses, confessions
the healthy flourishing of new priests
white robes and the grooves of the big book
where science and reason rise
because in the world, in the world
everyone looks to the Pope, Pope, Pope
Pope, Pope, Pope