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@muito...I think Burns is also too refined for Lux and company; their iconography is even trashier. I see them anchored to old-school comic artists like Weirdoo or more recent ones like Peter Bagge, or even the muscular bikers from "Horny bikers slut" by the great John Howard, or even better Mark Landman, who with his "Fetal Elvis" has as the protagonist Elvis Presley, who as a fetus lives in his mother's womb in Tupelo. As for the Cramps, there was one name that should have been mentioned here and wasn’t: that of Link Wray. In fact, "Sunglasses after dark" is a Cramps adaptation of his "Ace of Spades." Without Link Wray (and not the Stooges or the Ramones), the Cramps would never have existed.

From further tips, I've learned that the Cosimo Lampis who plays on this record is of Sardinian origin and even returned to Sardinia to open a school for percussionists! Does any islander debaseriano know anything about this?

Honestly, the groups mentioned as a comparison don't seem quite right to me; the names to mention are definitely the Incredible String Band and perhaps Fairport Convention. Not Comus, who were more obscure, nor the Strawbs, who were much more country rock (English). Very little personal with a few good pieces.

One must acknowledge Wayne Coyne for earning his golden loaf, even if it’s odd to see that scruffy mess from the early albums performing in a pink suit, singing as if he were in the Moody Blues. If this review had been conventional/descriptive as Gummo requests, it would have been dull for a Flaming Lips album. Clearly, Zaireeka is one of those that has been listened to, "How will we know?" from the four CD players, and this is the result.

it's clear that scaruffo has never listened to Bela Lugosi's Dead....

I had no doubt that someone who travels 600 km wouldn't do it for yet another billion-dollar tour by the Rolling Stones or U2, but for a character so small yet immeasurable like Molina. In the end, these are records that have no age, so I concluded that maybe the fakes are us if we feel the need to emphasize that it’s an album out of its time. Molina is another one who's out of his time because he doesn't chase money. Besides, Phil Pearlman writes on the back cover that if you pay attention, neither coins nor banknotes ever feature the images of God.

At point F, you forgot to mention that the three discs released in 1996 are better than each other.

Seeing her live is SCARY because of how good she is. It’s not for everyone: it’s either love or pure hate.

Hi to the usual friends: @ole the fact is I can never plan my reviews, I listen to something and it just comes naturally out of the wave of enthusiasm that wipes away the ones I had set for myself. @bjorky: my girlfriend (well let’s call her woman for demographic reasons) has five separate orgasms in 40 minutes, I've learned for a lifetime that this happens to women (at least to the hot ones) but I've never seen anyone have a continuous orgasm for 40 minutes, if that works for you then alright! @ hey mocampo, don’t worry you never disturb. @dr. adder if you like the genre then this is an album to be consumed for the 34 minutes it lasts. And then there's the fact that the vinyl trades at exorbitant prices since in 1976 there were only two pressings of 500 copies each, thankfully there was a CD reissue... Well goodnight because tomorrow at dawn I’m facing the 120 km of the gran fondo della penisola sorrentina (... and it's raining, damn it!)

In short, it was meant to be a parallelism Tim --> Jeff and Tonino --> Mariano.