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Great review, I've always seen P.J. Harvey as a bluff, since the times of Dry... personal opinions, of course, but that record is gathering dust... I dare not listen to this. It's the usual story: with the years, these youngsters become old, and from being angry they turn soft and flabby... except for the Beasts of Bourbon, who after twenty years still force you to buy ointments for your anal passage because they can still tear you apart...
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@paloz wait, let me make you hear my laugh... ahahahahahaahahaahah!!! you are the one who reviewed those fourth-rate clowns from Guns N' Roses giving them a glorious five masterpiece and then come and tell us that Dylan is overrated? come on......
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Damn guys, but "Truth," Jeff Beck's first album, is such a great record. Nicky Hopkins on keyboards, Ron Wood on bass, and a stunning Rod Stewart on vocals... when are they going to make more albums like this?
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well then forget about Rory Gallagher and Jeff Beck in the rock blues scene....among the new ones there's that beast Popa Chubby who is very Hendrix-like but live a few years ago made a big impression on me...Sonny Landreth is also great with the slide.
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1) Blonde on Blonde 2) Highway 61 Revisited 3) Bringing It All Back Home. The Dylan produced by Lanois has never made me tear my hair out.
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the most beautiful Dylan album emerges from the struggle between Highway 61 Revisited and Blonde on Blonde... but where do you think our garage rock heroes were formed? Listen to "Stuck Inside of Mobile..." with Al Kooper's organ slithering, and then have the courage to tell me I'm wrong...
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I have a quote from Totò for you from "47 morto che parla": "He was such an unpleasant man that after his death, his relatives were asking for an encore."
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I do hear Donovan
I do hear Marc Bolan
I do hear this Thee
I like Six Organs
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It’s not the last noteworthy one of the cursed albino; in the '90s there’s at least “where is your brother?” which is the question everyone asked the Winter brothers when they didn’t see the other one, with the old beloved Gibson Firebird now used only as a slide in a couple of songs.
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Cammarota can say whatever the hell he wants, but the fact remains that in this film, the figure of that saintly Totò with that fluttering jacket and the umbrella is LEGENDARY. I'm telling you this as a Neapolitan who can recite the lines from the "crazy" films of Prince de Curtis by heart... just watch him in the role of the greenish Jago in the episode "Che cosa sono le nuvole" when he says in the junkyard, "straziante meravigliosa bellezza del creato"... trust me, he should inform himself, read the newspapers... Cammarota is an idiot!