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Many things are incomprehensible to me, but understandable, and for me almost exciting, is the underlying spirit of this piece. Also the phrase "guru meditation" and its strange reason for being.
Dr. Adder, let’s stay in touch; you have become one of my favorite contributors on DeBaser. I expect good things from you in the future.
Congratulations.

The review is well done, I won’t argue with that. The problem is the work.
In my opinion, it's one of the ugliest and most unbearable records in the broadest sense of pop history, from "Rock Around the Clock" to today, and moreover, it's the work of an antiquated trio that sounded old even when they released the dreadful Tarkus. Personally, I can maybe appreciate their debut album, but only with great difficulty.
Music that deserves to be remembered with the curiosity one feels when looking back at the deteriorating phenomena of the '70s.
5 for the review, 1 for the work.

I'm not interested in the work at all, but I find your way of writing enjoyable, Danny The Kid.

Years go by and Debeser maintains that "sports bar" atmosphere where we argue about useless things, like the value of Alberto Sordi or the Queen, and we insult each other, curse each other, and then forgive each other for it. Personally, I find Sordi a fantastic and irresistible actor up until the early '70s, with a few rare exceptions afterwards, like "Un borghese piccolo piccolo," which is a fine film from 1977. From the first half of the '70s onward, Sordi became unbearable, and the films he starred in were an insult to the intelligence of the viewers. I therefore understand and share the famous line from Nanni Moretti.

However, Moretti has forgotten what Sordi was in the '50s and '60s, and films like Il Conte Max, La Grande Guerra, IL VEDOVO (!!!!), Il Vigile, UNA VITA DIFFICILE (!!!!), Lo Scopone Scientifico. On the other hand, he couldn't remember them; otherwise, how would he have come up with that famous line? Until 1973, he was irresistible; there’s no debate about it.

Lo sceicco bianco is a splendid strange film, and the review seems well done. So, 5 out of 5.

Reading the piece, at the point where Taddi mentions "the other one" (Janis) and quickly dismisses her, I thought of something, then I scrolled the mouse wheel and... lector, you got ahead of me, almost telepathically.
Taddi, the piece is beautiful, as always, why else would I tell you?
However, as often happens when reconstructing a story that one hasn’t truly lived, some inaccuracies might slip through. I know because I also tend to write like you do (when I used to write), driven by a passion for what I’m discussing but also by the simple passion of storytelling. Some details can be overlooked.
There was Janis, there was the memory of a woman gone (Terrell), and there was so much cocaine. Powerful demons, as lector puts it.
Anyway... I mean, why do I even say it, good job, beautiful.

What's happening to you, POLO? I notice a decline in quality. You're not the same as before. What's this story about OK and NO? It used to be fun to read you. You used to say despicable things, but it was genuinely entertaining. And now? Two silly sentences and the voting of OK and NO? Come back to how you were before!

"but me, snes, has anyone ever taken me seriously, outside of my little room?"
We don’t want to ask ourselves this question, do we?

Vol. 1 and Vol. 2, two cornerstones of the history of Italian music.
Beautiful review of Zaireeka.

I do not agree with Boop07. I was also a teenager in the '80s, and for me and my people, the points of reference were different. I've always felt that Pezzali's account of his time was so superficial and populist that it fundamentally distorts things. He had undeniable communication skills, through which he managed to deliver a handful of hits made up of trivial slogans and catchy phrases. However, if I were looking for an authentic account of the '80s, I certainly wouldn't turn to Pezzali's books. Anyway, the review is written decently, and so I have the utmost respect for Boop07. But I completely disagree with his opinions.

because I believe that if you know absolutely nothing about the topic, and calling Lugano "Goodbye" the strong suit of Graziani, trust me, means you know absolutely nothing, you’d do better to keep quiet. I wouldn’t dream of intervening in topics of nuclear physics or Uralic-Finnic literature.
The usual eternal difficult relationship between SNES and credibility.