jack daniel's

oh, the legendary rockin' ronnie wood, I don't even know their solo careers either. but this, from how you described it, could really interest me a lot.

I hate this damn Halloween party.

but this review should have been written by THE PUniSHER !!!

Good morning everyone. @Korrea: true, very true, Entwistle here (and not just here) stands out, you are absolutely right, I should have said something more about him. @Aries: well, yes, starting from '66 is fine, or even from '65, it’s a matter of perspective, I mentioned '67 because that year a lot of masterpieces and very important albums were released: are you experienced, axis bold as love, who sell out, sgt pepper, the piper at the gates of dawn, the doors (recorded in '66, but officially released in the early days of '67), strange days, disraeli gears, velvet underground&nico, surrealistic pillow... in short, a lot of great stuff, then, as YRO167 said, it was the year of Monterey :)

Thank you, Everard, it’s a fair exchange ;) In the end, you’re right, it’s just that I didn’t know how to wrap it up, so I sent the advertisement :)

Thank you, guys. Sorry if it's a bit too long, but on the other hand, it took me 390 days to make it! :) Just kidding, it definitely wasn't planned; a few nights ago I felt like writing something about this album, and as I kept writing and writing, this big piece came out.

In fact, a true Rock album needs at least 4,236 listens to be truly appreciated; give or take, it takes about 120 days, and maybe they’re even days that suck. For Metal, though, listens aren’t necessary, but it’s absolutely essential to go out at night in search of blood, armed with spikes and chains, only to hide away during the day in dark caves full of bats and cobwebs. For Blues, on the other hand, you need to have lived at least six years in the swamps of the Mississippi Delta and made a pact with the devil who will make you play the guitar well in exchange for a young death by poisoning. With Classical, you must have played for at least five years at the conservatory (without anyone coming to open the door for you; otherwise, it doesn’t count). That’s why I listen to the 883, because just one day like that can erase a hundred and twenty shitty days.

I wanted to add that the riffs of Supernaut and Tomorrow's Dream make me come in my pants.

Initially, I liked it less than the first three. But over time, it has become the Sabbath album I listen to most often. Rather than being discontinuous, I would say it is diverse. Diverse, yet at the same time solid like the previous ones. There is a quantity of earth-shattering riffs that could turn the Grand Canyon into a golf course. Wheels of Confusion is one of the absolute peaks of Sabbath... and then there's Changes.