Martha And The Muffins This Is The Ice Age
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I qualified as a world expert for a reason...I have the entire discography on vinyl. Which also proves my dementia, though not senile. Anyway, if I can give a piece of advice, go find turntables and the non-reissued records at various flea markets. I bought this one again years ago because a dear jerk of a friend lost the original for me. Luckily, I found another original. P.S. Anyway, I've said it...
Super Elastic Bubble Plastic The Swindler
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Mia Wallace would say: "What a drag, I said, what a drag, let's go dance a bit." But please... let's leave the Gods (from Iggy to Albini) where they belong.
Asia Astra
Asia Astra
2 sep 07
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One of the few things I'm not confused about: they make crap music.
Martha And The Muffins This Is The Ice Age
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Said and done. Very well done. For reasons of the heart, and thus unfathomable, I am compelled to drop a 5. As I noted while reviewing the Tuxedo, the best new wave seems to come from nowhere, crystallize, and dazzle in an unrepeatable way. Even 25 years later, it still feels fresh. With those Fripp-like guitars, dance rhythms reminiscent of Talking Heads, and Berlin vibes Eno-Bowie-esque. The pop perfection of "Women around...", the chill of "Boy without filters," the tribalism of the title track. "We're afraid to call it love, let's call it swimming." Absolutely one of the most underrated records of the Eighties. Fortunately, at least it gave a lot to the two of us. P.S. The jets seem slower in the skies over London.
Polyrock Polyrock
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@ Vortex: I'll gladly leave it to you. If it works, I'll review another one, even though that one is the best.
Polyrock Polyrock
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Martha and the muffins? No, I mean, I’m one of the world’s leading experts on Martha and The Muffins! What do you think if I review "This is the ice age"? Would anyone care?
Polyrock Polyrock
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Four for solidarity and for the memories, but the comparison with Abc and Heaven 17 doesn’t hold up. They always seemed more like freeze-dried Talking Heads or Feelies to me.
The Celibate Rifles Roman Beach Party
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In my ranking, they stand third, after Radio Birdman and Died Pretty.
Tinto Brass Il Disco Volante (1963)
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I’m sorry, but someone who starts a review with ā€œOkā€ prevents me from moving forward. However, I read the first paragraph. Mon Dieu. Occhei? Ok (?!!) Occchei, occhei cosal? Speak like you eat, please. 'Er maccarone, mò lo magno Occhei?
Sergio Castellitto Non Ti Muovere
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No, look, I have all the flaws in the world, but I'm not touchy. But you can't come and tell me that I didn't understand this film, because even a third grader can get it, as I say in the review. Come on, you talk to me about "Critique of Pure Reason," but about this nonsense... if I told you that you don't understand Vasco's lyrics, how would you take it?