The Psychedelic Furs - Don't Believe (Official Audio)
a bit of strength has gone, the search for the somewhat predictable melody. they have returned to me (them too).
 
Leonard Cohen - Darkness (Official Audio)
I'm not asking you if you like it
 
Lullaby of the Leaves

Billy Bauer - from "Plectrist"
1956 (Norgran)

#jazzlegends
 
In einem Jahr mit 13 Monden (1978) (Frankie Teardrop/Suicide Fragment)

Rainer Werner Fassbinder (3 of 5)
"Berlin Alexanderplatz" - 1978

#35mm
 
 
David Gilmour - Mihalis (Official Audio) but this little gem found for 2 euros?! I didn't know the solo debut.
 
HOW TO RUIN A CAREER, ANGLOPHONE SECTION, vol. 5: Santana

(Digression from the usual review of Italian talents, groups, or solo artists. This time we venture into the anglo-speaking territory; shall we say it or not that not only in the Boot are musical careers completed in an unworthy and indecorous manner, careers that once paved the way for everyone?)

Dear friends, welcome to the eleventh block of a charming little column that, I warn you, should be taken in minimal doses and on an empty stomach. Inspired by excellent DeBaserians with the hobby of occasionally gagging themselves, here I propose few select listens regarding the disgusting side of the production of some groups or anglophone solo artists who have truly shaped the History of Music, once offering quality music with potentially international appeal, only to fall into the mire of a low-quality discography that makes them, for the most part, unrecognizable to the ears of their former fans.
Let’s give breath to the foul trumpets, onward...

There was a moment in the history of international music when saying "Santana" equated to "Promises never kept" or, in some local Secoya dialects, even "Sold-out piece of trash."
But let's not exaggerate, even though Carletto has done more than his namesake in France. Instead, let’s search among the most obscure and foul proofs of his misdeeds.

With this filthy mess, we close the chapter on Santana, but new, threatening clouds loom on the horizon.
It's a promise.

Santana (Marathon) - You Know That I Love You
 
Lo-Fi Sucks!: "67-73"
We are in 2001, a nice little Italian disc with electric pieces, obscure low-fi acoustic ballads, all gone unnoticed. It's a shame because there's substance here, and it's quite good.
 
Shack - Sgt. Major @[AlephZero] ...and so here it is to watch the shooting stars at night :-)