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I have studied econometrics... but I remember little. I have 2 books at home and a collection of handouts on Econometrics of Financial Markets. But I prefer statistics and inference.

BRAT12: the worst thing was that that coward was imposed by the majority of people. And, what was even worse, was that the average age of the listeners ranged from 20 to 28 years old. A bunch of idiots who were getting dumber with various Tiziano Ferro, Festivalbar, Ligabue, and the best deadbeats of Italian music. Just thinking back to those dreadful times.... ddddh......

DREAM: and who told you that I only listen to metal? From my reviews, it would seem so... yet that's not true. It's just that ahem... those are the only ones I know how to review. At least I think so. At least I try. At least I believe... MY metal ended in the 90s, at the beginning of their era. Nowadays, there’s hardly anything worth saving. Then there are these disposable, silly records... I keep them around just for the pleasure of hurting the artist (or band) in question.
After a week of work, under the continuous and frustrating complaints and scoldings from your boss, you feel a bit entitled to vent against someone. This time it was Axel's turn...

cooked apples, cooked pears (even if not!), persimmons, figs, and legumes. Yes, legumes are great laxatives, along with almost all vegetables. And let's not forget the cherries, pineapples, sour cherries...
Anyway: mercilessly tearing apart is beautiful! What’s the point of reviewing only good records and praising them endlessly? Every now and then, a harsh critique is necessary, physiological. Plus, it amuses me, it makes me feel at peace... it even makes me a bit more of a bastard inside.

this time I won’t be the first to strike... 21 years... God, what a tragedy...

The fact is that I want to believe it... maybe it will surprise me, who knows... even though I have strong doubts about it.

No brother, you’re not prejudiced. It really sucks ass. Maybe it’s because when that annoying hit ("rompicoglyones") from "Fuori dal Tunnel" came out, the posers I was forced to share the gym space with kept playing it on repeat, and I was cursing the demons of hell to kill everyone who hummed that song. BUT the demons ended up just boosting CApadicazzoRezza's success even more. A nightmare... how the hell can you do bodybuilding with that crap? Bah... that's why I realized that to perfectly perform my exercises, I had to rush to the gym and blast an "Enter Sandman" or some Hard Rock/Heavy Metal piece (not too heavy, or they would have kicked me out instantly) and that’s how I managed to survive the Tunnel of head-up-its-assness. As for the album title: "Verità Supposte"... what kind of suppositories is it referring to? I thought of glycerin ones because there must be some asshole with a ton of shit he can't expel and so he vents with these crappy albums. What do you think? Looking forward to hearing from you!

Alright, let’s not nitpick. It’s his way of introducing his reviews, damn it! It’s true that he seems like the younger (and less talented) brother of Gabibbo, but what the hell does that have to do with everything else?
Let’s be clear: I have nothing against anyone, not even the reviewer.

I quote the comment of the good filgiolo at number 8.

"...I don't know what music you listen to on DeBaser....", well, the answer is simple and obvious. We just don't listen to crappy music, and when we come across it, we tear it apart. Anyway, de gustibus, everyone is free to listen to whatever they want, but then don't cry when buried under an avalanche of 1s....