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Calm down, calm down. Relax. "But why are you writing here if you get angry when someone dares to respond to you?!" I was already angry before. "The original records/mp3 debate is as old as the hills," sure, but still valid, judging by the number of comments: and if it’s as old as the hills, why respond? "Anger for what, then? Because (according to you, based on unclear foundations) we don't buy records and you do." If after 69 comments you still don’t understand, maybe you have some issues. I'll try to explain one last time, then that's it: mine is an invitation to support music, bands, labels, and stores through the purchase of the music you love. I know well that I’m not the only one buying, but downloading makes one lazy, trivializes everything. The fact that the current state of things is justified through the evolution and change of the listening experience is a self-deception that benefits no one. I hope I’ve been clear.

In fact, I have never placed it on the level of good manners, that would be something else. I'm blunt and I take pride in it. The insults you mentioned were, let's say, "encouraging": I didn't mean to offend anyone in particular. You're the one who came to pick at my anger, trying to be cute with all those nicknames. You talk about respect, but you're insidious. I read the comments, don't worry. If melodrammatico in the Bartolian language means caring, having a passion for something, then yes, I am melodrammatico.

And I'll repeat it: I judge whoever and however the hell I want. After all, you did it first, without me asking anything, calling my anger "anachronistic". Continuing, you called me "melodramatic". Persisting, you even defined me as a "poser". Oh, I almost forgot, also "hippie". So, can you determine the correct timeframe of my indignations, placing them five years back? Can you judge my troubles and I can't call you dishonest? Oh, yes I can. Dishonest-dishonest-dishonest. Gne-gne-gne. There. And I'll even give you a raspberry: prrrrrr. You keep rationalizing, giving your nice definitions (you’re the funny guy from Debasio, right?) of me from your damn guru pulpit, while I couldn't care less. Actually, I couldn't care less at all.

@JURIX AND PABLO: I just recently started buying cassettes again... I fixed my old deck, ordering original garage punk-power pop cassettes from America at $4 each. Come on, cazzu cazzu.

@JURIX AND PABLO: I just recently started buying cassettes again... I fixed my old deck, ordering original garage punk-power pop cassettes from America at $4 each. Come on, cazzu cazzu.

Now, I don't know if I'm expressing myself poorly, or if we're in Gnorriland: I've already said that I'm not making a sociological argument: I know very well that new generations are accustomed to this type of consumption... I also know that new files are practically the same, in terms of quality, as the original audio sources... but as KACZYNSKY rightly pointed out (damn...), the difference between vinyl and cd/mp3-flac is like having sex with Belen or masturbating to a calendar. Now, since this is a site for enthusiasts(?) and I'm not talking to a casual listener, I think my outburst is legitimate: what the hell, do you have a passion for music? Then support it! Buy according to your financial possibilities, but support it! What’s anachronistic about that? What’s wrong with that? I couldn’t care less, dear Bartolo, about all your reasoning on the future of music consumption, the internet, and new technologies! All the positive aspects you list hit a wall against the compulsive downloading, the disposable culture. Can I do something? Yes, I can buy original. It's the only weapon I have. So, it's pointless for you to keep being rational to refute my non-arguments (I’m telling myself that....). You talk with your head, I talk with my gut. Do you want me to tell you that you’re right, that you're clever and you've understood everything? Okay: you're right, you're clever, and you've understood everything.

I can be as melodramatic as I damn well please, and I can judge whoever and however I like. See how punk I am? I'm punk to the n-th degree. And you keep pretending not to understand: I buy from Play and Amazon too (the bigger stuff), but if I want the 7" by the transex, I have to buy it (and I do so with joy). People aren't used to buying anymore, and they justify it by saying it doesn't matter, that it's all evolution, it's technology, and blah blah blah... I agree with what you say about labels and bands self-producing, but can you compare that to being printed by a label like Not Not Fun or whatever the hell I know? But have we completely given up on poetry? The point isn't driving Ferraris or being rockstars, Bartolo: but if you want to play the naïve one just to justify your downloads, go ahead.

I haven't played in a band for several years, so no. I'm anxious because you all act like music lovers, but you don't put in the effort to support it; when I read (and witness) the closing of stores and labels that I have loved and followed, my heart tightens. You and those like you (the majority here) don't give a damn, because there's always the next mp3, the next free download for preview listening. Want to spend your 4 euros in other ways? Feel free to do so, but then don’t complain when the castle comes down. Because putting the record up for free download is a desperate reaction to the sales crisis, and not, as that guy from King Bong says, "we're trying to make the best of the situation, accepting the challenges of the Internet and leveraging it and its resources to reach a wider audience." I put the record in free download because no one buys the CD anyway; and why don’t they buy it? Because they download it. Come on, let’s not kid ourselves, Bartolo. If Squadra Omega can’t finish the 300 limited editions of the vinyl with aluminum covers, it's because you download the mp3 and then don't buy it. The labels/bands I mentioned aim to sell, sure: not thousands of copies, but enough to ensure their existence. If they can’t, it’s because the passionate audience (which you should be a part of) has "betrayed" them. Because you see, dear, my argument isn’t sociological: I know perfectly well that the consumption of music has changed due to new technologies and blah blah. Mine is a matter of belonging. You keep pretending not to understand. Make no mistake, I use downloads, but only to get the vinyl I buy (the ones that don’t have the coupon for downloading inside). So I'm neither anachronistic nor a-technological. And call me a hippie to your grandfather; I'm a piece of punk.

Bullshit, dear Bartolo. Bullshit said to make the kids believe that it’s not worth buying the record, that there’s no difference anyway. It’s not true, especially for niche bands, who make record sales during live shows one of their main sources of income. And niche bands, on Debaser, should be supported. The problem is that you’re all now addicted to rampant and compulsive downloading, and you’ve lost sight of the added value that comes from owning an original copy of the record. Sniffing the cover, reading the lyrics and inserts, all of this is not anachronistic: it means giving dignity to the artistic product. You’re a bunch of assholes because you’re dishonest: you claim to love music, but you do nothing to support it. Nothing. Go tell that to labels like shit music for shit people (which produces super stylish cardboard vinyls) or burger records (tapes and vinyls) about how bands don’t focus on record sales anymore and blah blah blah. Vasco and Pausini don’t focus on selling records: but oh sees and love boat definitely do. And we need to support them, oh sees and love boat. Because when they’re gone, you’ll be downloading this damned piece of crap, my dear. On the topic of early reviews with mp3s downloaded from the internet: why do you even bother? Debaser is an amateur site? Then review the records, the CDs that you buy, that you love. Do you want to do like the webzines, which review the promo mp3s made available by the labels? What’s the point? Screw that.

So: the problem isn't that it has been around for a long time... the problem is that, fucking bastard sons (and daughters) of bitches, cursed motherfuckers, a bunch of cock-sucking traitors, if you love music, if you’re passionate about it, if you’re boiling for it, YOU SHOULD NOT listen to fucking mp3s, YOU SHOULD NOT download fucking mp3s, you should buy the fucking vinyls, the fucking CDs, whichever the fucking cassettes, you should blast them on the fucking Marantz, in high fidelity for fuck's sake, with booming basses and ringing highs, because all you have is this, fuck you. Don’t trivialize music, you fucking rotten Buddha. The album drops on the 21st? Then review it after the 21st, goddammit. And I want to make it clear that I DO NOT own a record store. BUT BUY THE FUCKING RECORDS, for fuck's sake.