IcnarF

Well, getting to the bottom of this matter is no longer my job. Someone with the right tools should cross-reference the IP of ALL the comments from ConteDeSade with the IP of yours, but I doubt anyone is willing to do that (although I hope someone does, so you'll finally stop acting). Ah, regarding the Postal Police, feel free to show them whatever you want, since I haven’t offended (not more than you have) or threatened anyone. At most, I’ll give you a friendly piece of advice: go tell it to the teacher ;)

The great thing is that this year a LOT, like A LOT, of that Italian stuff that's just mind-blowing has come out! Not a peep, from no one or almost... Shitty country.

From Pistoia, there's Samuel Katarro, his "Beach party" came out a few weeks ago. Give it a try because it's cool! And just to be clear, the deadest scene is definitely the one in Bergamo.

"And then let go of ElectricOne because he’s been listening to metal for over 20 years, you’ll just end up looking like a fool arguing with him" <--- Damn, he even praises himself! Just know that you’re losing out by being a metalhead in your forties :D

I believe I'm a bit of a hothead. I mean, I wake up angry in the morning and I need to immediately listen to someone angrier than me to feel good :)

But what the hell is protopunk? Iggy is just "punk" and that's it. Sometimes it feels like I'm on Wikipedia with all those genres and sub-genres :D

What are you doing? Are you even plagiarizing our favorite Gustavo? What threats are you talking about? You're a hopeless case :D

I'll summarize everything. Let's see if you can get it through your thick skull. Reiterating for the umpteenth time that I speak with evidence in hand, I invite other users to contact me NOT to have some human relationship (I believe I have more than a forty-year-old metalhead) but to demonstrate that you are ConteDeSade, that I don't speak just for the sake of it (I’m using a Latinism since I’m addressing someone of sublime culture) and that you are not the well-mannered and innocent EletricOne unjustly insulted by the rude and lying IcnarF. That’s it. Don’t cling to my linguistic register (I will be part of the category of the uncouth, you, if you judge a person based on how many "fucks" they say, are the stupid ones) and don’t try to climb the walls by inviting me to publicly reveal my theses. I will only reveal them to the interested parties; you do not deserve the honor of reading my "noble" exposition: you already know too well that you are ConteDeSade. I bid you farewell, reminding you that I usually use my "youthful exuberance" to kick ass of idiots like you. Don’t speculate on things bigger than you, stay in your hole and don’t come out looking for attention. Have a nice day ;)

It's the typical track they play in Latino-American clubs packed with drag queens? :D

What a fucking review, good for you, psycho! In the end, Pitchfork isn't that bad, definitely better than Blow Up or other indie-fashion magazines.