Kyrielison

"Adramelech, Necrophobic, and Sadistic Intent... - They're good but a bit too commercial for me. Better the Absurd who, along with Death and Profanatica, make you forget Tartaros, Massacra, Dismember, Entombed, Pestilence, and Rigor Mortis. Of course, if you listen to the first Monstruosity, you realize they took everything from Sarcofago. Atrocity are a bit like the new Intestine Baalism. More unimitable, less imitable than Suffocation. But the most imitated are always the Peparors."

Listened to 5-6 times. With growing astonishment. In my opinion, the album is the lowest point of Eliana's production. As for the review, I feel entitled not to judge it, as it is nothing more – as often happens – than the debaserian version of a Sunday citywide: it's not about how you do it, but about coming in first.

I want a child from you, Paolo.

In my opinion, a second possibility can be found: in fact, the reviews on Iron Maiden that have recently appeared on DeBaser are written by a primitive extraterrestrial species, which incomprehensibly worships the British band and - quite understandably - the lady who appears in the Campari advertisement. The members, despite having a biocomplexity comparable to that of amino acids - or perhaps precisely because of this - claim that nothing in the musical world is even remotely comparable to the creativity of the English quartet, and they seek converts among walls, pubs, virtual communities, and other places of youth aggregation. Thanks to billions of years of evolution, the social structure presents several interesting elements: first and foremost, their economic system, which is based on dandruff as currency and has not believed in the inelasticity of the gasoline price curve for 180,000 years. Secondly, every Sunday, a member of the species dresses in white and leans out of the window of one of their properties, hailing chastity, modesty, and the condominium as the "fundamental cell of society." As a consequence of all this - and the fact that no one in the galaxy knows exactly the meaning of "modesty" - the highest authority on G67HJ90TK (their main planet) is the "Great Administrator," the only one who knows the method to restart a boiler and the original lyrics of "Run to the Hills," dictated directly to him by Steve Harris on Sinai (or some hill around Stratford). Further news is awaited.

The review, in all honesty, is not bad at all (perhaps even because of the exscusatio non petita at the beginning). The fact remains that if we give five stars to the Blue Danube, what do we give to Parsifal, The Rite of Spring, Orfeo, or certain sonatas by the Great Deaf Man of Bonn, just to throw out a few names? Thank you. K.

Starting from the fact that for me there's nothing wrong in writing something about a work that already has a review, I must admit that this has the lightness of a monologue by Enrico Ghezzi while grappling with a tooth abscess and a Jehovah's Witness is ringing the doorbell. This site is made for commenting on others' ideas, enbar77... so, please don't hold it against me. As for the rest - while aware that I may come across as a boring and pedantic little professor with a raised finger - I feel compelled to dot a couple of "ü's," as they say in Stuttgart. 1) The Requiem was completed by the young composer Franz Xaver Süssmayr, a student of Mozart. This, as far as I can read, is historically established. The reason lies in the fact that Mozart's widow had no desire to lose the money she would have received once the composition was finished; 2) Mozart was not thrown into a mass grave, as the romantic legend has contributed to making people believe. In reality, he was simply buried in a normal municipal grave, in accordance with the regulations of 1783; 3) The entire story told in the film Amadeus is a colossal "frescaccia," which probably originates from Pushkin's book "Mozart and Salieri" (originally titled "Envy"), to the extent that someone wrote, "If Salieri didn't kill Mozart, certainly Pushkin killed Salieri"; 4) "mediocre Italian musician," "little inexperienced musician," "miserable cadet"... Before calling any musician "mediocre," it would be wise to listen to at least a few notes. Rhetorical question: have you? Thanks, anyway. Kyrielison

Starting from the fact that for me there's nothing wrong in writing something about a work that already has a review, I must admit that this has the lightness of a monologue by Enrico Ghezzi while grappling with a tooth abscess and a Jehovah's Witness is ringing the doorbell. This site is made for commenting on others' ideas, enbar77... so, please don't hold it against me. As for the rest - while aware that I may come across as a boring and pedantic little professor with a raised finger - I feel compelled to dot a couple of "ü's," as they say in Stuttgart. 1) The Requiem was completed by the young composer Franz Xaver Süssmayr, a student of Mozart. This, as far as I can read, is historically established. The reason lies in the fact that Mozart's widow had no desire to lose the money she would have received once the composition was finished; 2) Mozart was not thrown into a mass grave, as the romantic legend has contributed to making people believe. In reality, he was simply buried in a normal municipal grave, in accordance with the regulations of 1783; 3) The entire story told in the film Amadeus is a colossal "frescaccia," which probably originates from Pushkin's book "Mozart and Salieri" (originally titled "Envy"), to the extent that someone wrote, "If Salieri didn't kill Mozart, certainly Pushkin killed Salieri"; 4) "mediocre Italian musician," "little inexperienced musician," "miserable cadet"... Before calling any musician "mediocre," it would be wise to listen to at least a few notes. Rhetorical question: have you? Thanks, anyway. Kyrielison

"A pianist who, at the beginning, didn't excite me musically; however, I was captivated by the charismatic qualities and the versatility and harmony of his gestures."
There you go.
When I read sentences like this, I wonder why I didn't become passionate about materials engineering rather than music...

Goodness gracious, Grantnicholas!... Don’t take it so to heart, blessed boy! To begin with, I’m just the fake version of myself (and that’s already quite enough, believe me). Next, let me clarify that I was only making a joke. Not even that caustic, when I read it again.. Yours affectionately, Kyrielison