Moonchild

What a pity. At first, this album really got to me (the idea of following it with videos is great, and still necessary to fully enjoy it), but they took a step back from the best Italian album in the last thirty years, namely Snailking. Much closer to the first album, except for Hellcore, which is a bit too homogeneous. They still remain the best, though. Vita, the drummer with the magnetic gaze, blesses you all.

Holy Satan, back when I was giving blowjobs to Breach, only my grandmother cared about them before going to bed. I'm glad they are liked now after their death. I really love Kollapse, in my opinion, the absolute peak, naturally including this. Meo meo Magnime l'oseo, hi Hab.

The fact that this is slightly more melodic and less bone-crushing has led many "straight edge" fans to tear them apart, while magazines have praised them. I used to say that Remission was their masterpiece, but this is constructed, played, produced, conceived, and technically superior ten times over the previous one; there's no denying it. Along with Nevermore, Death, Meshuggah, and a few others, they have revitalized metal in recent years.

Dear Hatebreed, I used to have a cover band of theirs some time ago, entertaining, passionate, and fun.

it didn't authenticate me, what a shitty site oh :D

For me, "Rude Awakening" meant a lot. The only thing I’ve listened to by Prong.

The self-titled album is truly one of the best releases of 2005, a year brimming with great records (man, how many did we count, around thirty?), but do you remember it came out at the beginning of the year and was re-released months later because practically nobody noticed its release due to poor promotion?

Okay, Jim, how should I show up? Naked with a bulletproof vest and leopard-print panties or dressed as Catwoman? Because the latter is definitely more casual, it depends on what kind of ceremony you want, let me know.

Giubbo, there are no country influences on this album; I had heard these rumors before I got it. Instead, there are southern reminiscences, but they are very subtle (you can hear them from certain instruments used, like the banjo, and from the concept of the booklet, reflected in all the hypnotic atmospheres that fill the record). There’s nothing drone here, just the attitude, masked under prolonged and expanded notes throughout the album. To the kind de-commentator-reviewer Sfacia Carrozze, I would say that I appreciate your compliments, but I emphasize that the vulgarity that colors my writing is a symptom of an altered personality and quite a dickish one at that. Thank you for your attention. To Marcello Prousto (ehehe come on, I’ll keep going with the full-of-it), thanks for the compliments; I give them back to you for noticing the subtlety in the phrase about homo erectus, referenced not by chance (otherwise I would have written sapiens). My point was a provocation regarding the ignorance and superficiality of many speaking bipeds, whose only difference from erectus is a miserable alteration of gesturality in favor of a movement of tongue-vocal cords that allows speech, useless in their cases. You are right about my drunkenness; I am quite the show-off, and I take pride in it. I wish you a good stay on Earth; I’m dealing with a dune buggy dealer in Mexico.

Don't take it to heart, it will pass. Shall we play ball?