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HOW TO RUIN A CAREER, ENGLISH SECTION, vol. 3: Queen

(Derogation from the usual review of Italian talents, groups, or solo artists. This time we’re going with the English-speaking realm; after all, do we want to say it or not, that not only in the Boot are musical careers, once a beacon for many, often ended in an undignified and shameful way?)

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the ninth installment of a delightful little column that I remind you should be taken in minimal doses and on an empty stomach. Inspired by excellent DeBaser enthusiasts with a habit of occasionally sticking their fingers down their throats, here I present to you a few selected listens concerning the disgusting side of the production of some English-speaking bands or solo artists who truly made their mark in Music History, once offering quality music with potential international outreach, only to then fall into the quagmire of a low-quality discography that makes them, for the most part, unrecognizable to the ears of their former fans.

Let the fetid trumpets sound, let’s go...

Today we highlight the awful phases of another group that, unlike others, embraced a more pop and brazenly commercial vein before many other contemporary bands did the same, demonstrating, if nothing else, a certain knack for what we might call commercialism. That the exceptional voice of Mercury managed to lift from the mire often less than mediocre songs is a discussion we've already had, and we risk boring ourselves by repeating it.

Queen - Pain Is So Close To Pleasure
 
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Rockaway Beach
Rockaway Beach
What a New Year's Eve!! I'm here!!
I'm dedicating this to myself, today I'm 58
😏😏😏
 
#darkpearls
The Reivers - 'Saturday'
What Am I Doing - The Reivers
#forgetyourfatherandmen

How many double duos in rock? Let’s say, off the top of my head: Mamas & Papas, Ricchi e Poveri, and Abba. All pretty well-known, right? (Oh yes, even Ricchi e Poveri were and are celebrities in all of Russia)
Well, here we're a bit below in terms of notoriety.
They were called Zeitgeist and a couple of releases in the mid-Eighties under that name (especially the splendid debut ‘Translate Slowly’) created a tiny, tiny cult of followers among all the REM-epigones located on both coasts of the Union, even though here we are in sunny Texas, Austin to be precise.
Then, the usual primogeniture already registered by others forced them to change their name, and how delightful it was to find them a couple of years later as Reivers ('the raiders' from Faulkner) and this splendid 'Saturday', which even attracted the attention of Capitol, because college rock had broken through and everyone wanted a piece of the pie.
This mix of guitar-driven rock and exquisite intersexual vocal harmonies, always entwined with melodies capable of clinging to the eardrums like tenacious ivy, remains for me a glorious mystery as to why it didn’t make them global stars.
 
Acqua E Sapone - Stadio

Piero Ciampi - Il Giocatore

The introduction of the piece by Stadio reminds me of that in Il Giocatore by Piero Ciampi. Possible plagiarism?
 
After the 10 worst things produced by Venditti, by Daniele, the column "L'inascoltabile Dalla" by @[fabriziozizzi], the Edoardo Smerdato of @[Martello], and the column "HOW TO RUIN A CAREER" in volumes by @[Dislocation], I find it fair and necessary to mention the outtakes from my two previous columns. There will be a total of 10 outtakes, divided into two listenings. We continue with Mr. Daniele from Naples. (in purely random order)
Pino Daniele - Rhum and coca
Pino Daniele - Pigro
Pino Daniele - Occhi Che Sanno Parlare
Pino Daniele - La mia casa sei tu
Si forever - Pino Daniele
Stop, it’s all over. #maybe @[dsalva] @[Farnaby]
 
Hawkwind - Seven by Seven (Original Single Mix) (1996 Remaster)
Special also in the live version on Space Ritual.
 
 
Leonard Cohen - Because Of (Official Video)
...and they cover me like a child who has the shivers
a man who loves women
 
HOW TO RUIN A CAREER, ANGLOPHONE SECTION, vol. 3: Queen

(An exception to the usual review of Italian talents, groups or soloists. This time we're going Anglo-speaking, after all, shall we say it or not that not only in the Boot are musical careers being completed in an unworthy and undignified manner that once paved the way for all?)

Friends, welcome to the ninth block of a delightful little column that, I warn you, should be taken in minimal doses and on an empty stomach. Inspired by excellent DeBaser enthusiasts with a hobby of occasionally sticking their fingers down their throats, here I am to propose a few chosen listens regarding the disgusting side of the production of certain Anglo-speaking groups or solo artists who have truly made their mark in the History of Music, once offering quality music with the potential for international appeal, only to end up in the muck of a very low-tier discography rendering them, for the most part, unrecognizable to the ears of their former fans.

Let the foul trumpets sound, onward...

Today we highlight the shit phases of another group that, unlike others, embraced a more pop and shamelessly commercial vein before many other contemporary bands did the same, demonstrating, if nothing else, a certain commercial instinct, shall we say. The fact that Mercury’s exceptional voice managed to lift often less than mediocre tracks from the mire is a discussion we've already had, and we risk boring ourselves by repeating it.
Queen - The Invisible Man (Official Video)
 
#noclassics Norma Tanega You're Dead 1966