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DeRank ™: 4,21

DeAge™ : 6195 days • Here since 23 june 2009

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O.R.O. Vivo per...

26 jan 10

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disappeared into thin air... the void, the natural habitat of Onde Radio Ovest...

Police and Talking Heads were the sounds and talents of my youth: the former ended on a decline, while the latter finished with Naked at their peak. However, I can't picture Sting anymore – despite maintaining an enviable physique, thanks in part to walks in the Tuscan woods with my dog Jan – condemned to bounce around with Andy and Stewart, So Lonely or Truth Hits Everybody... in this little work, better than with Dowland... dear Primiballi, I allow myself an off-topic: do you know Last Song by Damon Albarn for Marianne Faithfull? Speaking of perfect songs... remember Every Breath You Take?

CocoRosie La Maison De Mon Rêve

25 jan 10

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To be savored in small doses: Raphael (from The Adventures of Ghosthorse and Stillborn - 2007) a gem of the decade.

Henri Matisse Jazz

25 jan 10

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Like a diamond in a field of assholes.

Portraits Of Past Discography

25 jan 10

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Now the kakos.

Bruno Arpaia Per Una Sinistra Reazionaria

25 jan 10

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Solidarity, cooperation, melting pot. The right's thought/practice has rolled over these concepts like a steamroller, grinding away at and depressing the very networks of social living, applying Foucault's dear (in a negative sense) concept of the microphysics of power: fragmenting the community into many individual cells, alienating them from a sense of belonging, providing them with all the technology possible as long as they can understand it only in minimal parts, further widening the gap between those who hold knowledge/power and those who "utilize" (the only two social classes left, alas the rest is underdog...), creating masses of subjects/spectators, undoubtedly more isolated.

Sting If On A Winters Night

24 jan 10

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Sting said, "I walk into the studio, I don't have bodyguards. Before I became famous, I lived a real life: a mortgage, a job, health insurance. But if you start to build walls around you to keep reality at bay, you end up like Michael Jackson."

John Hillcoat The Road

24 jan 10

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Why can’t the Italian audience determine how sad and depressing a film is?
The book struck me quite a bit, engaging me as a father trying to shield "my" son from the threats of the post-world. McCarthy emphasizes that in the father-son dialogues, they never say "I love you"; it’s obviously implied, given that these are real conversations Corman had with his little boy.

Last Days of Humanity Hymns of Indigestible Suppuration

23 jan 10

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5 stars to the Steel Stomach Reviewer, DeAmore immediately, without having read anything other than the names of the bands (do they really exist?) and the titles of the little discs, which I will never listen to (therefore 1 on trust) - the beluga would go down the wrong way for me.