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NO, it's true, if there's the end of the concert in that bootleg there should be a white curtain in front of the stage projecting the shadows of the sigurini... I really liked it a lot as an effect, especially for the light games. Ah, who the hell were the girls playing the glasses at the beginning of the concert and who accompanied with violins for the rest of the time??

I was there!!!! I was at Villa Arconati... I don't think there's a better place to hear their music... oh my god, they played so well... spectacular!!!

On the fact that Pulp Fiction wasn't the first example of pulp, I agree... But fuck it, Pulp Fiction is pulp! It is for Tarantino, it is for the critics, it is for the fans. Read a damn biography on Tarantino and then, for God's sake, you'll find it written that it's pulp!! It has all the damn stylistic features of pulp, for crying out loud!

Awesome Grand Funk... a group of devastated bastards... but they knew how to do very well what they did.

So, there was Chris Martin who kept writing "in culo a sorreta" on his hands, and now that idiot arrives, who, given his premature baldness, paints his entire face with a marker... He really gets on my nerves; by principle. Are you stupid? But I'm definitely better than many other Italian musicians (as I've said before, I only save Elio among the contemporaries)... but I would literally piss in the face of an idiot like that. I like the review.

Why? Why do you have to mess with this movie? How would it be, excuse me? Boyle is a superficial jerk who's just coasting along? No, man, listen, before you shoot off this nonsense, watch the movie, take your time and without distractions. Nothing, I mean NOTHING is left to chance. The permanently vivid lights, the muted colors leaning towards acid green, the monstrously supreme script, the exaggeration, the trash... Damn, after Pulp Fiction it’s the epitome of pulp, that's for sure. But for fuck’s sake, if there’s one well-made film, it’s this one! What do you think is a "well-made" movie? "Titanic"? One of the most beautiful films of the nineties and they blast it with tons of bullshit for free! "Okay, okay, she had a drink and no one leaves here until we find out who did it!" "And who the hell are you??" "YEEEEEAAAH!!". And the soundtrack is mind-blowing, damn, the nineties coming out of your TV! Legendary Underworld...

Well... I saw his CD in France... they say it's pretty terrible. To me, the cover and everything else gave the impression of something a bit campy... exactly what’s inside that record? Genre? Rating?

Certo! Inviami pure il testo che vuoi tradurre.

Brantino is one of the coolest non-mainstream drummers out there. Besides being really ugly with his D'Artagnan-style mustache and Frank Zappa hair, and hitting like a damn bastard on everything in sight, he has a unique style... offbeat like the Pope's heartbeat before he kicked the bucket. The patterns of Kyuss (God bless them) are just Kyuss... there's no one like him... how cool! Then in Manchu, he kind of regressed, but he still rocks!

What a drag, the world is already quite shitty, full of psychopathic nutcases, and now I have to end up on some pseudo-intellectual radical-scientific serious website when all I want is to distract myself, surrounded by a bunch of assholes who think they know everything about everything... For those who find it so disgusting to laugh and relax a bit, I recommend shoving a broomstick made of broom with a bamboo handle up their ass... maybe then they'll appreciate the little things in life that make the day enjoyable...