Dr.Adder

So...the review is well done, rating 4.3 (without a periodical), perhaps a bit lengthy in my opinion. I own Stern's Odds or Even, and I must say I quite liked it, although I still need to 'dig into' it properly. He is a guitarist of value; after all, as you've written, he collaborated with the 'electric shaman' Miles Davis. At times, his Jazz takes on almost Heavy 'tones' that manage to set him apart from the huge mass of guitarists. I completely agree that music and art in general are gifts that can sometimes be passed down through generations. Unfortunately, however, there's always the flip side, because almost always (99.9%) an artist is destined to suffer more than others, precisely because they have a greater sensitivity than the rest. Furthermore, one must certainly cultivate the gift of art diligently almost every single day. PS "remember to check the punctuation but only for your personal satisfaction." I greet you and will note you down. Best regards from a guitarist.

A greeting and thanks to everyone for the comments.
Anyway, I've always liked minestrone soup, varied and full of flavor; moreover, we're talking about S. Howe and not some random little guitarist with a tiny career. The album is well-made, especially for the instrumental parts, so it should certainly not be underestimated.
Musical regards.

PS: excerpt from "Restaurant at the End of the Universe" by D. Adams.
Universal periodic greetings.

No! Absolutely not, I refuse to vote for this quasi-science fiction review. It doesn’t count; you’ve 'enraptured' me from the FS side and you shouldn’t have done that... muahahaha!
In the beginning, the Universe was created. This fact astonished quite a few people and was considered by most to be a bad move. Numerous races believe that the Universe was created by some kind of God. The Jatravartid of Viltvodle VI, on the other hand, believe that the thing was born from the staruto of a being called the Great Green Ciaparche.
The Jatravartid, who live in constant fear of the day when the Great White Nose Handkerchief will arrive, are small blue creatures each equipped with fifty arms, which is why they were the only ones, in the history of intelligent races, to invent underarm deodorant before the wheel.
The theory of the Great Green Ciaparche, however, didn’t have much success outside of Viltvodle VI, so the search for other hypotheses to explain the oddity of the Universe has always been ongoing.
Once, for example, a race of super-intelligent, pandimensional beings built a gigantic computer called Deep Thought, assigning it the task of calculating the answer to the fundamental question of Life, the Universe, and Everything.
For seven and a half million years, Deep Thought calculated and computed, and in the end announced that the answer was Forty-Two, prompting the need to build an even bigger computer to discover what the question was.
That computer was called Earth...(end of the first part).
Greetings from the science fiction world.

A typically Hellíocentríca review, as always well done but (in my opinion) a bit too long, rating 4.40112358 (continued... according to Mr. Fibonacci).
However, since you have an average of 5.0, I won't rate it, so it stays that way.
As for the album, I’m not sure if it’s suitable for my ears (but you can never know).
Now I have to go, because I have a slight problem with energy drop in the magnetic field of the southern area of my house.
I had to install this protection because lately, some strange 'beings' have appeared in the cornfield near my home.
Anyway, nothing to worry about, I’ll sort everything out somehow.
Apocalyptic greetings… (you already wrote that!).
Symphonic greetings.

Review score 4.51.
"Oh, Kitty, how wonderful it would be to enter the House of the Mirror! I'm sure there are marvelous things inside! Let's pretend there’s some way to get in, a manner, Kitty. Let’s pretend the glass has turned soft like mist and that we can pass through to the other side.
Look, it’s becoming a sort of frost right this moment, I tell you! Going over there will be easy-peasy." As she said this, she was standing on the mantelpiece, having no idea how she got there. And indeed the glass was beginning to melt and fade, just like a glowing silver mist. After a moment, Alice found herself on the other side of the glass; with a light jump, she landed in the Mirror Room. The very first thing she did was check to see if there was a fire in the fireplace and she was delighted to find a real one, burning as cheerfully as the one she had left behind. "So I'll be as warm as I was in the other room," Alice thought, "in fact, warmer, because no one will come to tell me to stay away from the fire. Oh, what fun it will be when they see me through the glass here, and they won't be able to catch me!"
Excerpt from: "Through the Looking-Glass" - L. Carroll.
Who knows, maybe in some mysterious place the "Schwarzschild’s wormholes" really exist... Periodic greetings (of course).

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"Alright," said Iran. "I want it in perfect condition. My husband is very fond of it." She gave the address and hung up.
Then, feeling already better, she finally prepared herself a nice cup of steaming black coffee.

Greetings and thanks to everyone for the comments.
Now I'm going to see if I can fix the R Thompson figurine.
Chalky regards.

Well! (with the vocal inflection of G. Giannini when he dubs the great Al. Pacino) this is truly an 'unusual' review, rating 4.49 (without a repeating decimal).
It seems that this time you've taken someone's advice... So on this occasion I'll 'spare' you a translation of a KC song.
As for De André, I can only say he was/is/will always be great.
Don't change direction, now you just need to give the comments a 'once over' to be definitively 'unusual'.
Regards (periodically) quoted as unusual.

A greeting and a thank you to everyone for the comments.
Incredible 5 commenti divèrs! in succession, who knows if it will happen again, I believe (periodically) not.
Guitar greetings.