Exceptional. more
Terrifyingly dazzling. A swarm of thoughts, tales, stories, and explanations about human behaviors and social contexts clinging to repetitive foundations and a voice that never changes. Everything that should and at the same time shouldn’t be Rap. more
A people that is anthropologically and culturally fascist and inferior, but the Chinese comrades will take care of uprooting it from the face of the earth. more
the only flag is the red one! more
the only reason I wouldn't call myself a Marxist more
hostile to the Party, does not deserve mercy, immediate execution more
Japanese and therefore anthropologically fascist and enemy of the people. more
Sister-in-law of the springy one. more
Wife of the bent one. more
I mean, really, had no one defined Philip Glass yet? Damn, one of the greatest geniuses of minimalism. Even though after this scene, nothing will ever be the same with his music: Scrubs Both Evil Eye Scenes - Koyaanisqatsi by Philip Glass
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No definitions, just an image: Chaplin seated at a table, peeling off a boot with nails and eating the shoelaces. And I'm adding this. more
The Boxer is a wonderful song! Rating: 7.5 more
A flashbang of hope that makes us believe in the survival, even in the 2000s, of Video Games with a capital "V." A game that simply can't not be liked, featuring a unique and well-crafted soundtrack. Nevertheless, it risks becoming a bit dull after around thirty hours of gameplay (in short, you play it gladly, you finish it, you mess around for a few more hours, and then you file it away in the trash). It remains a significant milestone in the realm of great video games. more
Maybe his music isn't the pinnacle of originality, as it often emulates greats like Prince, Jimi, Sly Stone, but the first two albums are commendable. The subsequent records feel a bit repetitive... more
The God of guitar. The artistic father of various Prince, Lenny Kravitz. Black & white together in the battle... more
The essence of the blues and of all black music in general... more
Good as long as you have a face full of pimples, a lot of anger towards dad and mom, and don’t know how to express the shock of going from childhood to adolescence. But after eighteen, the pimples go away, the music is over, and so are the friends. And with that booming music, you can’t do anything anymore. The first nu-metal band. more
"Big bullshit...little band." (quote) more
A delightful read, like the other books by P.O., although I acknowledge it may be challenging in some parts for those not familiar with Mathematics, and Logic in particular. Moreover, the author usually highlights the more technical sections and invites "non-experts" to postpone their reading of those parts to a later time (so as not to "lose the thread" of the story, I think), or even to skip them altogether. more