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Ok backdoorman, I would like, as you did, for everyone stimulated by the review to listen to the entire album and come back to rate it ;-)

I had noticed for a while that it wasn't reviewed, but I did it now that I'm on tour again in Italy and I'll have to travel miles this weekend to see them a second time. They may not be the future of rock, they may be a revival, but take all the progressive in this world, the stoner, the math rock, and whatever else you have, they will never reconcile you with ROCK like a concert by Zaremba and co. And damn it, I have them roughly in the same position between the Cramps and the Gun Club, separated by a "Don't open till doomsday" by the Chesterfield Kings, those other fucking revivalists :-)

@fish-man I accidentally typed an a instead of an o :-)

if there were fakes like sea trout mocking users like enbar77 and katarris. One says to the other, "Look, Nixon ended the Vietnam War," and the other checks Wikipedia and says, "You’re right." It's proof that left and right mean nothing if behind it is nothing, the mind clouded by mold. And so here we witness the rehabilitation of Nixon, a president who RESIGNED because he was engulfed in scandal, one who formed the gang of four with that piece of crap vice president Spiro Agnew, who advocated for the war against Vietnam by beating down opponents and then got embroiled in a tide of shady dealings, Hoover, the head of the FBI who was a reincarnation of Senator McCarthy and even persecuted Martin Luther King, Kissinger, the Secretary of State who disregarded international law by advising the illegal bombing of Cambodia and who democratically declared, "I see no reason why a country should become communist because of the irresponsibility of its people." Thus, from the meeting of two brilliant minds representing the right and the left like katarris and enbar (although for the latter just halfway), today we witnessed the sanctification of that worm Nixon, who was publicly forgiven by the succeeding president Gerald Ford. Except that on his deathbed, Ford, a fervent Catholic, said, "I know I’ll go to hell because I have forgiven Nixon."

I completely disagree. You can't start a review by saying "a real book" based on a series of artificially constructed situations when the author presents them as true personal experiences. It's one thing to read about emotions, people, and friendships experienced in an extreme situation, and another to read about made-up stuff (and passed off as real) with the contrived purpose of making you cry, smile, or hope. Take, for example, the case of Martina 1994, a user of this site who claims to be a 14-year-old girl sharing her impressions about a film by Antonioni, a book by Tolkien, or a record by Hella. What do I care about the "guided" feelings of an adult male pretending to be a teenager? Remember the case of J.T. Leroy's books? Tell me how you felt when it was revealed that that boy, showcased even in public with all his stories of prostitution and drugs, was entirely a fabrication by a forty-year-old writer. Do his stories hold the same value after the revelation? Vomit-inducing operations, why release it as a true autobiography if not to attract attention for financial gain?

.. or maybe it was 1999, I remember the evening after there was Ani Di Franco

Preferring a Jonh Martyn album from the years 1971-73 is a matter of nuances; "Bless the Weather" and "Solid Air" are unattainable. I'm sorry I never saw him live, but perhaps I would have wanted to during that time, and I wasn't old enough yet :-). I'll tell you that I was never a fan of Cockburn, and I did see him in 2000.

Oh, come puoi immaginare, captain, I’m not tearing my hair out either. For me, it’s a three and a half; Easy Tiger was a three.

But you see Sylvian, in the end perhaps Debaser is more interesting than a music magazine that is aligned with a genre you don't care much for, like Buscadero, to weigh what others think. In the review of Easy Tiger, I remember you were amazed that the album had only been liked by you; in this one, you are surprised that it didn't appeal to you as much compared to others' opinions. Sometimes even we are musically biased, and we show it with small things like similar statements "the country west-coast genre has never shone for boldness and euphoria, as the rather meditative and rhythmic pace is well-suited to artists who are no longer very young, targeting an equally mature audience" which the wise Donjunio promptly contested. In short, we too have our preferences, and sometimes confronting others' opinions helps a little to "rebalance" ourselves; it has happened to me several times, we are not here to impose our beliefs ;)

Well Sylvian, why don't we just forget about Buscadero, Mucchio, and all the rest and just trust our ears? Mine are telling me that the Mudcrutch, Mellencamp, and Lucinda Williams albums are really great, and honestly, I don't care much whether these magazines recognize them or not. As for Ryan Adams, I don’t know if it’s a matter of personal sensitivity, but I consider this (and the previous EP "Everybody Knows") a step above, especially in terms of songwriting quality, compared to the tired craft of "Easy Tiger," which I pointed out in your five-star review of that album.