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maybe it won't have the advantage of being Togliatti's party, but it has the advantage of being one of Berlusca's whores.
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Oh no, I completely disagree, I think you haven't listened to it carefully... keeping in mind that this isn't a metal album, I definitely hear the slashes and blasts throughout the whole first half of "False Spring," in the howling end of "Down Fall the Line," in the layers of "Thin Domination," in the guitar riffs of "Infinite Corridors," and in all of "Midnight City." Even the strikes delivered in the Dylan cover remind me a lot of the more electric Neil Young. Or are you saying my ears did a bad job?
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hehhehehe....
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@azzo instead, I’ve become even more superfuzzy with age... for me, among the best and also beautiful are the ones from the Austin trio White Denim, the one from Reigning Sound’s old Greg "Oblivian," and Kurt Vile's velvety one.
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Hi psycho... in the end, you like the two tracks that stand out the most from the mystical aura of the previous one :-))))))
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stunning (without any spaces)
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I see very little Captain Beefheart and quite a lot of stunning decay à la Ultravox! with John Foxx or Tuxedo Moon. Decadent songs including the wonderful "Blue Tone" (ah that sax...) or "4 Hours" (...this could be New York/this could be London/I don't care anymore...) and also "Impressions of African Winter" are indicative in this sense. The review seemed rather Wikipedia-like (to return to the point G. made in an editorial). Just to stay on the technical theme, there’s no longer David Hammond on guitar as in the first, but Paul Widger, as the credits on the back cover of my Contempo record tell me.
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reciprocated and amplified wishes at full throttle... as for the album... well then in 2009 there must have been a slew of great records to snub this one :))) It's not even about invoking the gods in Olympus when these Arbouretum are just regular folks like us who love the seventies sounds (just today I was reading that Heumann admires John Renbourn) maybe even those boring British folk groups they mimic by derailing the songs with their foot on the distortion pedal.
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for me among the best Coen films, which take the atmospheres from Hammet and immerse them in the macabre humor that is their trademark. If you’re not satisfied with this film, then try buying yourself an inflatable doll.... Come to think of it, there’s not much distance between the black hat flying in the opening credits and the tumbleweeds blown by the wind in those of Il grande Lebowski. Here Turturro is extraordinary.
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I believe that few individuals in the history of rock can boast the power of two gems like "I Am the Cosmos/You and Your Sister." Around here, Bell is almost unknown, but I think a large part of the pop-rock indie singer-songwriters/bands in the USA owe him a candle (among my favorites in this field are Game Theory). A stunning album from start to finish, a collection of pop gems.