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I correct, 6. I will let you know in case of further updates. Peace.

Leave me out of your wars against windmills, ugly nerds.

5 of your reviews on the homepage are not a panacea.

I don't know why you force me to go on dealing with your evident dullness, causing me psychological and physical harm in the process. I'm answering you, so try to understand it. Reread your comments: you wrote a praise-filled response to each person who challenged my shamelessly subjective statement (but what the hell is there to challenge?). Stop with this kindergarten nonsense.

Yes!

I know, and I don’t worry about it.

If I tried to comment on the review, only curses (of joy! :-)) would come to mind. If I tried to comment on the album, the same. I won’t say a damn thing, as I still hold a small hope that that crazy guy up there actually exists.

Apart from Giustiziere, who is a bit like a fly that throws out nonsense and hides its hand just for the sake of being annoying (everyone in the world has their own degree of usefulness, after all), I gladly respond to you, my dear Count. To that beautiful sentence, you should imply a gigantic "FOR ME". The issue is simple. FOR ME, Pantera, without Anselmo, would be just any metal band. Anselmo is the one who made ME interested in Pantera. You see, later I mentioned, so as not to undermine the skill of the other three members, "Rex, Dimebag and Vinnie Paul are monsters," but what I like MOST about that band more than anything else is Phil Anselmo. Now I've written it many times and even in capital letters. Let's see if you understand... Actually, if you understand. Because I rely only on you, Elettrico (because you at least have the intelligence to create a fake and enjoy bothering others with it). I don't even count on giustiziere. Bye, I love you all ;-)

Hold up! I'm talking about Phil from Pantera, neither the one from Superjoint Ritual nor from Down (and there’s a big difference). That man cracks me up. Let me explain. Take the live show in Moscow. He’s jumping around here and there, "fuck yeah," and all those cool things... Rex, Dimebag, and Vinnie Paul are three monsters, but what drew me to Pantera is Phil's outrageousness. The point is, once again, subjective.

This damn life is too short to read all the beautiful things...