Valeriorivoli

DeRank ™: -1,24

DeAge™ : 7065 days • Here since 5 february 2007

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The Beatles Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band / With a Little Help From My Friends

15 dec 07

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You've broken my balls with Sergeant Peppe, I can't take it anymore. Total joy.

The Beatles Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band / With a Little Help From My Friends

14 dec 07

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bjorki, the good little girls at that hour are a-bbiorking and sleeping. Sorry if I write your nickname poorly; it's just that it sits heavy on my stomach like the singer to whom you refer, perhaps due to some unhealthy inner affinity, which surely expresses a harpy soul that is not very feminine, if not sapphic, in search of a worthy outing. Regarding the late hour, if you immediately thought of a peripatetic job, that's a confirmation of what I already sensed when I called you queen bitch. Friendly… vaffankulo you and the gay world in which you splash around with your imagination.
P.S. See, I'm not homophobic?

The Beatles Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band / With a Little Help From My Friends

14 dec 07

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Guys, enough: half of planet Earth thinks this album is a masterpiece, the other half sees it as a commercial record compared to what psychedelia meant back then. This neither undermines the undeniable qualities of the Beatles, nor inflates them with closed eyes and ears like the max never expressed in pop music.

The Beatles Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band / With a Little Help From My Friends

14 dec 07

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You're right, grandpaul, you're a bunch of prejudiced slobs... this album is crap, except for 2 Lennon songs, true garbage. bIORKY, thank goodness you're not a fan, otherwise you'd be conducting a holy inquisition, but go get a job and leave this young guy alone, he's going to make it with this reception. Long live the SHADOWS and Ricky Gianco's satellites. bitors sucks!

The Beatles Sgt. Pepper's Lonely Hearts Club Band / With a Little Help From My Friends

13 dec 07

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Provocative message but with parts of truth. However, I need to understand the ramazzotti gems…

Michael Jackson Bad

13 dec 07

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Hello hypnosphere: I’ve written several reviews, but that doesn’t mean I can’t err. Fellini uses that robotic and mind-numbing piece to highlight the contrast with the waltz and the traditional dances that the village and his wife embody. A most noble past? With the dwarf from the TV in the film in question? In reality, almost all of Fellini’s films celebrate an idealized past—albeit seen through a dreamlike lens—against the chaos of modern and postmodern life and an even more unsettling and barbaric future. It’s truly disturbing that such strong and clear messages go unrecognized.

Led Zeppelin Mothership

13 dec 07

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YOU'VE BROKEN THE CELLO WITH LED ZEP: shouty singers like Plant need to do other things at a certain age with their vocal cords stretched like drowned violins: maybe rock programs that are para-evangelical like his American lookalike; or like the good NODDY Holder from SLADE, being a host on the radio or TV.
AND JIMMY PAGE should finally repent, abandon Crowley, and pay all the unpaid royalties.

Michael Jackson Bad

13 dec 07

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The music in Fellini's film was chosen precisely as a testament to the hundreds of dullards dancing to the hammering of the androgynous chocolate monster. You didn’t understand anything. It’s precisely against this type of music that the Master stands.

Genesis Selling England By The Pound

12 dec 07

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You've broken my balls with Peter Gabriel and his pals. Since I was 14, you and your clones scattered around Italy have pissed me off with Genesis. ENOUGH IS ENOUGH: ONLY in Italy and Belgium have Genesis been idolized in such a morbid, sticky, and sick way. Maybe because of the Latin name? Maybe because the Genesis guys have masked themselves after the tour with the local roughnecks and prepared - got it, you asshole detractors - I said THE OSANNA? What the hell do you have to share with the murky, scrofulous reality of magicfolkinglesebythepound to get yourself in such a mess... just go back where you came from, eat your pasta, disguise yourselves only for Carnival, and read Guicciardini, if you dare, your brains must be scrambled.