il giustiziere Banned

start warming up your voice, Marco, because in Sanremo you have to face Albano, not some random nobody. Anyway, regarding the derango story, I don't remember exactly where, but it seems you claimed that the idea of the Turkish was a stroke of genius and that it works great: apparently, you are exactly the example that the system works.

what a beautiful cover! for the review, the rating is now a matter of routine...

Let's raise his average: what kind of crap is that 1.98?

Poor thing, do you really think you're the super star of Debaser? Your reputation is in free fall unlike the decontrasto...oh dear, so it's true that the flattery technique has been a complete failure.

Ah, so your opinion is undisputed? What a load of crap. Anyway, don't get so worked up, don't make it a matter of life: you gave your opinion? People don’t agree with you? Well, who cares, right? And yet, just like the mosquitoes in summer, you come back to it. But then you see you have a guilty conscience? Peace, brother.

I have a front row ticket for Sanremo: while the paper sings, I’ll stare at it and make faces, let’s see if it ends up on the podium.

Marco Carta/Blues, having experienced a difficult childhood, grows up raised by his maternal grandparents and discovers his passion for singing and for nonsense from a young age. He decides to exploit both talents to try to break into not one, but two worlds: Debaser's and the world of entertainment. The former is a disaster: despite his efforts and a wave of supporters, he cannot get the hang of it, to the point where he continues to stutter the same old stories and, now in a crisis of identity, even comes to miss the presence of his historic enemy and fierce opponent, Blackdog.
Bitter, he attempts the second path, that of entertainment, and achieves an unexpected triumph. He overwhelmingly wins the 2007 edition of "Amici" thanks to the crushing support of the audience (75% of the televoters). Energized, he decides to release an album that enjoys immediate success (plastic record for selling -150,000 copies: basically, the stores ordered a mountain of CDs that went unsold), followed by a dazzling tour that attracts -180,000 attendees; the success does not go unnoticed by that puppet Bonolis who invites him to Sanremo, obviously to hear him sing. But the good little "bimbo minkia" prefers to try the path of nonsense once again, so when asked, "What is the song that identifies Vasco Rossi with Sanremo (his idol, along with Endrics, Bek, and the Gallinacci)?" he responds with his usual, ostentatious, presumed superiority: "Albachiara, obviously." Hang in there, horse…

icnarf at least have the decency to say what my "bullshit" would be.

And congratulations for the tremendous response, electricone! ;-)

Thank you all for stopping by. @bluespower: I'm waiting for him around the corner, even though his revenge vote doesn’t count.