alessioIRIDE

What do you want to know about living in Naples? What the hell do you think, let me hear it? Tell me, what does the Camorra mean to you? Let’s see a bit. Why do you think you’re informed? You think you know more than those who have done their research and are swimming in the mud every single day? Just forget it.

Sure, if you don't live it, you can't understand it, it seems obvious to me. And who the heck are you, Salgari?

"Take a stroll through Secondigliano, the Vele, or Scampia and then see how useful your inform yourself, read, and 'get yourself a culture' has been... and see if you don’t leave with shit in your pants." There, this is the only sentence I totally agree with. You're all talking too much about something you haven't understood, that you can't understand, and that you'll never understand... unless you come to live (or rather survive) here.

It's pure madness, a common sentiment, and I'm convinced that only a Neapolitan or at least someone from the South can fully understand this film. I'm glad that you were shocked, but any Neapolitan wouldn’t be: the reality is much worse. This means that you talk about Italy, post comments on this review, but you don’t know what it means to live under the Camorra. At most, you can try to empathize, but what’s certain is that many of you after two weeks in Naples would be fertilizer. The crux of it all, the unmanageable problem, is the average man. The Camorra is the average man, not Sandokan. The Camorra cannot be erased because the entire population is complicit, even I who fall asleep every night hoping that Vesuvius erupts. Everyone has always known everything, everyone can do nothing, and they don’t care about anything. I realize that understanding Naples is impossible, but 80% of the comments don’t see beyond their own noses.

Delta blues is the tube amp that I can afford the most, but those measly 30W scare me (ah, the butcher drummers)... anyway, still two speakers ;) I'm pretty much allergic to humbuckers now. I'm seriously thinking about replacing them on the little devil with P-94s because at this point, compared to the Tele, it's just uncontrollable damn it.

Zanna, forgive my curiosity: what tools do you have? :)

for super precision. however, this is the 1996 set link rotto

ajeje, let's see if you understand me. please understand me. I have a tele and a sg. If I set the amp for the tele, which by its nature is painfully cut on the highs, and then I plug in the sg, mine is incredibly cut on the lows, without touching the set up, it creates a huge mess. what do we do now? :)

no... the one who denies the soul is ajeje who says that his ibanez sounds the same as my tele. I, on the other hand, say that the tele, my tele, sounds definitely better than any ibanez I’ve ever tried and that in terms of sound, they don’t even compare. they are exactly two parallel lines. moreover, I add that ibanez disgust me, all the ones I’ve tried, and I prefer fenders, or rather my fender (guitars should be tasted). is the summary of previous episodes okay? :)

let's not talk about amps as it leads into mystery and pain... my pain. anyway, I don't like Peavey heads, but I do like the combos and I'm seriously thinking of getting a Peavey Delta Blues with two 10-inch speakers, but I have a feeling I'll be fed up with it after a month. ah, the oranges, the ones I've played, I don't like them at all... like, zero.