Purpulan

Well, never mind the flashy periphrases, but the references here aren’t really that sophisticated... it seems that it’s all done ad hoc to “sugarcoat the pill”… noise and effects aside, the “Medicine” are basically a pop band in every way... so in the end, it all comes down to the melodic vein, which after a while becomes quite predictable (and thus tiresome, like an overindulgence in “Zigulì”. Do they even exist anymore, the Zigulì??!). How long have you been listening to them, if I may ask? ;)

Applied Rock Aesthetics: the singer/guitarist is really, really ugly...the only Scottish rock-pop thing that, at the time, made me swoon was the "Urusei Yatsura"...nothing to do with these!!!

I do not agree with Poletti ;), the greatness of this film, for me, lies precisely in the extraordinarily effective way in which the complex symbolism underlying it is rendered without any burdening of the "fabula," flowing in a comprehensible manner without compelling the "common viewer" to grasp all the references to the various versions of "danses macabres" and to the northern theogonical cycles. It is the very dichotomy between the tragic and the comic that becomes almost tautological in the face of the "concept" of death and finitude that constitutes its representative "vis." This film was an obsessive realization for the young Bergman (he had been carrying the subject with him for about ten years), and it was carried out and presented to production almost as a kind of "backup project" or transitional work, thanks to the cash prize for winning at Cannes with "Smiles of a Summer Night." What it has become since then, well, we are here to testify…

@ Caz: "Fuzzy" works, "bichitarristic" obviously, and I'll even give you psychedelic, but acid, hell no, in "Feathers" the relentless and "bastard" stabs in power chords are almost completely out of tune (and the attempt to save it at the end isn’t enough). Meanwhile, in "Dead Meadow," something like "At the Edge of the Wood" can be granted!

@ Roby: "Feathers" is their most bland work (I haven't heard it, but from what I've read it seems they've softed up even more, so I'm definitely not going to seek it out with desperation), listen to the self-titled debut, they really rock. Antmo, on the other hand, has the "Mida's Touch" and can turn even pile of crap into golden words ; ).

Hey, I’m telling you, you’re just all talk and no action here, everyone chatting and chatting, and then only 2, I say 2, and a bunch of little animals with 4 legs, and what's worse, even some five-legged trans-arthropods! Now let’s tidy things up a bit, alright!!! (But if he sold 25 million copies to people who will have, at most, about ten other albums, well, then maybe he did do something good... the total annihilation of a good number of warped brains...)(Mmmmh, could he be criminally prosecuted for opinion harassment against a "POOR pale and emaciated fifty-year-old African American"??!!)

But just look, I had always heard that the riff of "...Teen Spirit" was a plagiarism (semi-admitted by the same) of..."DEBASER"...(by the Pixies, of course)...but I'm more interested in the SEPULTUUUUUURAAAAAAA just above..."Roots Bloody Roots" has the same cadence in the verses as that of..."I'm Too Sexy" by Right Said Fred, heheheheheheheh....

Well, let's also add the FENACHISTISCOPIO (the coolest of them all) and see if we end up looking even better (on Google ;).

With Sunn O))), you either "dive in" or it's not worth it. However, they are certainly not a bluff; they can even be varied, which isn't something to take for granted. I can "pleasantly" get through "Flight of the Behemoth," aided by Merzbow, but out of the two hefty albums, "White" is the one I find the hardest to "get into"!

Ah, ah, ah... this morning I took a quick glance, but after seeing Supersoul's comment, I read it in full (I wanted to avoid the historical meatloaf)... however, I won’t dwell on the obvious typo about projecting a single "short"… rather, I quote Eletto: the operation had no artistic intent (if anything, economic for the license of the patent). Moreover, photography itself had not yet been "established" as a true form of art (it was referred to by the well-known term "handmaiden of painting"), and we would have to wait until the 1920s for something to start moving in that direction.