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THE REVIEW

Can you review an album like this one from PFM without necessarily having to contextualize it? Indeed, it is very difficult not to succumb to the temptation of recalling the glories of such a glorious past ten years after the release of "Storia di un Minuto," but I will try.

It's 1980, and it's insignificant that this was my very first purchase on a vinyl record; musically and otherwise, things are starting to change. However, the release of a new album still represents an event that does not lack expectations among the historical fans of Premiata.

And so, while convincing works from Police and Dire Straits arrive from across the Channel, our most representative group, fresh from a positive collaboration with Fabrizio De André, embarks on a new adventure with the battle cry of "Si Può Fare," presenting an album that sounds as young and fresh as ever.

The themes become increasingly lighter, from improvised music in the basement, to the desire to fly, from metropolitan tales with a thought for the late friend Demetrio Stratos, to the faded memories of the American experience, passing through the yellowed pages of "Topolino."

But the seventies are still just around the corner, and Flavio Premoli's last contribution to the band still offers emotions and poignant atmospheres in black and white.

What happened afterwards we know, so can we consider this work as their last great album, or is it better to stop at the excellent Passpartù?

I would say the latter but it is a personal opinion, because the quality and listening remain enjoyable and fun, and we are still in front of eight beautiful songs, eight tales of music and words to express, communicate, suffer, enjoy, and... play.