Electric 69 Let's Play Two
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Impossible to evaluate them, because they are untraceable. I’m convinced that your passion has led you to overestimate them. But it’s a passion that engages and contextualizes, in short, the kind that I like to see in the deb and of which you have always been a healthy carrier. And incisive in the presentation, greatly improved over time. DeMa is like wine.
Kraftwerk - Organisation Tone Float
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This is yet another, albeit elegant, attempt to pass off one’s uncontrollable self-referential urges as musical dissemination. Sorry, wasted talent this time.
Kraftwerk Trans-Europe Express
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I don't like this monopolizing approach of the site.
I agree with lector.
Also because you're stating the obvious; even the stones on the street know about Kraftwerk.
I doubt that the declared intent is intellectually honest.
Muzz Muzz
Muzz Muzz
8 jun 20
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Come on.
Let's listen then.
Jeff Rosenstock No Dream
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The real question is, when have these "better Green Day" ever existed?
David Fincher The Social Network
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However, what an idiot to remain on Facebook.
I’ve never registered.
I can proudly say that I was right, and it didn’t take McLuhan to sense the inherent distorting potential of the medium.
Pearl Jam Gigaton
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One of the most embarrassing parables in rock history.
U2, Coldplay docet.
I loved them until Yeld.
They have nothing left to say, and they do it badly too. With the added burden of no longer being supported even by the vocal cords of the good Eddie.
Unsalvageable.
Marin Marais Pieces de viole du second Livre 1701 - Jordi Savall
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Epithelial swelling of pendulous sacs guarding precious glands appointed to procreation, and turgidity and rigidity of the same.
Sublimation of the breaking of balls.
Pavement Watery, Domestic
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Almo.
Superb reviewer.
I should catch up on Pavement, if only because I don't know any of their covers.
Hehehh
Bernard Parmegiani De Natura Sonorum
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Usually, I don't appreciate these reviews that go nowhere, solely talking about the author's ego. At best.
And the work that becomes a pretext to talk about oneself little or not at all.
The point is that you do it so intelligently that it drives me to the utmost indulgence.
Your readings are always delightful.