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Yeah, she definitely has that mischievous look of a seasoned escort, that almost unapologetic and proud air of having played her cards right with the right people, a bit like the dark-haired showgirl, Melissa.

But what a drag, the REM... but at least at their Live shows, is there any action?

When will there be a review of the Ragazzi Italiani? They are the only ones who might actually surpass the current Litfiba in sadness and failure...

It's written all over her face that she's a huge pain in the ass; after all, when you only have a nice butt and sculpted abs, to become a rich and famous "singer," you inevitably have to suck up to the right and left...

Madonna Minghi... what a couple of assholes.

Good Contemplation. This almost magical phase will one day fade away; you won’t feel like bending over backward for something you’ll have anyway, until that certain boredom sets in, the stale feeling, and you’ll need something stronger than the usual "ammmore" on the home bed, like a nice doggy-style romp among the bushes, under the sun, with the risk of being seen, or her deciding on Saturday night not to wear panties under her miniskirt, and when you notice, you won’t understand anything anymore and you’ll rush her to the bathroom...

It has nothing to do with it, but they just played Led Zeppelin on Allmusic...I'm in shock...

I'm not like that, @rebelde, at least not entirely. I mean, sure, they’re subjective emotions, deserving of respect and all that, but we can’t agree that they’re contrived emotions, just like the music that evokes them. Most of the fans of these jokers have never listened to anything in their lives except for these little queens and some festiva-bar; they lack the awareness or curiosity to seek out real music, the music of Led Zeppelin just to stay on theme. They settle for what’s fed to them because it’s shoved down their throats 10-15 times a day by marketing geniuses on easily accessible channels like MTV, AllMusic, and radio stations; now even ringtones. Wherever they turn, they’re unknowingly forced to endure it, convincing themselves, perhaps unconsciously, that all this visibility is genuinely due to the quality of the music and not to contracts and deals worth millions and millions of euros. Naïve as they are about how the world really works, they’re content with what the host of TRL tells them. Not long ago, a friend of mine—who is not exactly young, to be honest—was discussing the value of one of his idols and told me that "Ligabue fills stadiums for the quality of his music; otherwise, all those people wouldn't have a reason to go, not like you say, banal and commercial music." Needless to say, I knocked him out with a headbutt. Now, @rebelde, can you tell me what kind of emotions certain people can experience? Those emotions you talk about are just a step in that well-known process that begins with the investment of cash in the latest unknowns and ends with the investors pocketing ten times that cash. Contrived emotions, created in a lab, crafted on paper, and induced by a media bombardment of brainwashing… but if you tell these kids, they might just get angry; but that’s normal, it’s the nature of things. Even 15 years ago, when I was listening to the festiva-bar, I would’ve gotten mad if someone told me it was crap. The problem is, today they are so indoctrinated that if you play Page's solo in "Stairway" or Gilmour's in "Comfortably," they might even tell you they don’t like it, that "the tochiotel are still the best." Guys, those people know how to do it; they’re masters at brainwashing and get paid pretty good money for it.

Virgin Mary (the real one, who will forgive me for this curse)... this one still exists... Madonna is the quintessential symbol of that sadly notorious "cultural" music known as "Pop," which exploded in all its stench during those damned fucking 80s and continues to reign even today, managing to churn out even more abhorrent products every day, if possible. The image comes first, the fashion of the moment ridden like a wave to drag along millions of brain-dead fans soaked in consumerism and empty emulation, enough demagogy and populism to show (always to the fools) just how socially and politically engaged these so-called stars are (but I’d cut my balls off if Madonna or anyone like her gives a damn about Bush's wars), and nothing, nothing that even remotely approaches the concept of music, let alone art. This sneaky little bitch (not to say miraculous) is lucky enough to have an incredibly powerful promotional machine, the equivalent of what other incapable people like Vasco and Ligabue have in Italy. She’s fortunate to have people and resources behind her to put on grandiose, loud, and colorful shows in front of which those same fools love to stand with their mouths agape, shouting in awe, happy to have filled their idol's pockets once again. But damn it, I recently saw footage from one of her concerts, one from her golden years... but holy shit, zero voice, she was flailing around like a madwoman thinking she was dancing, that silent burp coming out of her mouth trembling with every step... and then you think, this is one of the icons of world music, boasting legions of fanatics, many of them even convinced and angry like that idiot who wrote above... but set yourselves and her on fire, and free up some space on this planet because we’re starting to get too many and feeling cramped... but then, Christ of a God, in her latest videos where she stubbornly insists on dancing half-naked, it’s almost pathetic, with that toned body that looks so much like a pathetic old aunt who refuses to accept the passing years and still tries to flaunt it with younger guys...

More than anything, spending 140 euros to risk your life? No thanks. Because that’s what it’s about, if there are 3000 people more than necessary and they even cram you onto the emergency stairs. Thank goodness everything went smoothly...