Vasco Rossi
Buoni o cattivi

THE REVIEW

Well, the person writing this review is a former fan of this artist who over time has become the idol of the average Italian, the idol of the bewildered generation, the idol of millions of kids who have become fathers and in turn has become the idol of their children.

Here we are faced with an artist who has always climbed upward in his career, starting from the deepest abyss to reach where every man dreams of getting, up there in the world of success. Unfortunately, however, Vasco has managed to fall into a chicken coop, imagining a chicken coop is not difficult... this chicken coop has a peculiarity: those who live here are not normal chickens, but chickens that lay golden eggs. Here, Rossi is one of these chickens, and together with the others, they live, eat, and hatch their beautiful eggs. Rossi has become like any other successful pop singer such as Gigi D'Alessio, Cesare Cremonini, Lee Ryan, and other well-known names deep in business, what they do in this circle is no longer about producing out of passion but rather to try to earn a little more, using those few ideas and the right tools to turn shit in our eyes into attention... a CD!!! And I, like a drooling innocent kid, fell for it, I realized after the case, the disc, the booklet were made of shitty material.

Try looking at it under a microscope, you will discover that this Buoni o cattivi is composed of shitty organic molecules. Even the titles already gave me some perplexity: "E..." "Hai Mai" "Seniorita"? The first is the result of inspiration from a belch to Vasco, the kind that, as in the song "Siamo soli" fills those melodic gaps woven between the first verse and the chorus, to give some personality to the song, there is no doubt that listening to a song like that one does not recognize the author. The other two sound like they came from the mouth of a mix between Justin Timberlake and Povia, banal in a nutshell. Now let's analyze little by little what would be called a masterpiece by the showbiz magazines: we start with a catchy piece that would be the title track, it is an utterly banal song, a three-minute pop piece put down with its three repetitive phrases of someone who wants to understand everyone's mind and briefly say how society is and should be, things that wouldn't even bother a random fool if I explained them. Then follows the song made for commerce: "Come stai"... seems made on purpose for Vodafone (a song it was part of): "how are you/do you stand out from the commonplace/you like to live as you please and want to answer only to yourself"; banal melody and lyrics, a catchy little song that goes beyond its character, here it's pure Pop... there's nothing to be done. Then comes a useless "Anymore", an acoustic track that greatly recalls the atmospheres of another Blasco commerce album: "CANZONI PER ME"; we are always on the indecency line then. But now comes the real horror: follow "Hai mai", "Non basta niente", "Dimenticarsi", "Da sola con te"... pure D'Alessian thread songs that have nothing to do with those old songs that extolled the most extreme stunts and binges, under a more decent music profile and more suitable for a rocker... the third and fourth I mentioned are then a real insult to music, it's as if he spits on them.

And it doesn't end here!!!!.

"E..." I mentioned earlier, is a song easily capturable by horny dreamy young girls of many stories between romantic hunks and days masturbating by the sea... it's just a bad copy of the lousy ballads he composed in the 90s. "Seniorita" is a song so stupid I find it hard to believe it became a Hit... it's a hell of banalities, Gigi D'Alessio-style compositions, and pop songs that give rock illusions behind the plastic guitars of a wasted Steff Burns. "Rock 'n roll show" is a passage of this "album" that fortunately everyone has forgotten. The complaints of "Un senso", a text that has the consecration of a sketch of what would become the very famous "Vita spericolata".

Concluding without mentioning "Cosa vuoi da me" the only less horrible episode, excluding the semi-plagiarism of the Offspring. No longer being a fan, I will not drop a penny for this stuff, it would be like spitting at music... Vasco has been finished for many years, and this is another of his proofs, besides being a clown.