Because of them, we don't have the second star... more
From the ashes of Drive Like Jehu. Even more venomous, last year they returned with a great album, heavily influenced by the Wipers. more
one of the records of my life....eternally grateful mr Bowie! more
When he sees the light in an unspecified location in Southeastern Europe, a furious storm shatters windows, sends crucifixes and paintings spinning, extinguishes lamps and candles – until a gigantic flash illuminates the newborn and all the clocks go haywire. That flash will be Gregor's hallmark. He soon reveals himself to be not only fragile, shadowy, and disdainful, but exceptionally gifted in the sciences: it seems almost as if he can visualize things before they even exist, with three-dimensional precision, without the need for sketches, diagrams, or drafts. Thus, he will be an inventor, a visionary, prophetic inventor, megalomaniac, always teetering between science and magic, mechanics and charlatanism, genius and madness, dream and bluff. And he will be a man desperately alone, as attractive and brilliant as he is unreachable, intolerant of any relationship with his peers, whom he prefers to birds. We will partake in his phantasmagorical adventures with the same enchanted astonishment as when, as children, we flipped through an illustrated book by Jules Verne: from the early, harsh years in America serving Edison to the immense popularity gained through alternating current and the dazzling shows in which he appears, transforming into a long deluge of fire, to the ever more daring projects and the cruel decline: for Gregor invents relentlessly but dissipates everything as if only the pure act of creation matters. Once again, recklessly playing on more
When in 1989 he was asked to write his autobiography, he simply wrote, "Jean Echenoz, born on August 4, 1946, in Valenciennes. Studies in organic chemistry in Lille. Studies in double bass in Metz. Decent swimmer." Source Wikipedia more
After Brescia, another Lega scum next year in Serie A. more
comprehensive and exhaustive! more
As long as the sun rises, one will be able to understand why. more
indefinably indefinable more
Never loved them too much. I see them as a sort of degeneration of Deep Purple. "Ready an' Willing" and "Come an' Get It" are nonetheless two remarkable works. But they remain show-offs and over the top. The self-titled album from 1987 is one of the most garish albums of all time. I recently picked it up again after years, and I found it annoyingly unlistenable. And Coverdale, who thinks he’s the king of the fuckers, I have never been able to stand. He seems like a cross between the legendary Zanza and just any one of the Motley Crue. more
Always nice to spin it around every now and then.... more
very nice, maybe I'll get the book (right now I’m busy with Jules Barnes, "The Sense of an Ending," Einaudi 2011) more
a bit weak..... more
third volume of a fantastic live series. Fossati in great shape! more
Daring winning combination! more
inspired, energetic! more
The most enjoyably disturbing group of the early 2000s. more
I didn't understand the envy, because he didn't know how to play a club or because he played with the club. The ugly oyster though. more
this live is something else! more
re-evaluated over time...a great one! more