Eneathedevil

Sure, I'll enlighten you by inviting you to listen to "L'Egitto Prima delle Sabbie" that I just sent you.

Noooooooh, Jennifer Lopez's lip gloss noooooooh... damn, I don’t share ANYTHING, NOTHING!!!! Anyway, I’m still on Soulseek. Get a move on.

So, Grassuccio, I approve of Primiballi and Massimof, and I disapprove of you entirely. And I’ll explain: everything you say about musical quality and the fashion discourse is fine, but crikey, you forget, and that perplexes me quite a bit, the true great innovation of this record, the fact that through the "fashion" of pop, culture has connected with the mortal audience, an event that has never occurred in such a massive and representative way. And doesn’t that seem like a lot to you? Therefore, the intrinsic value of this work is at the highest levels. Regarding your more specific opinions, I agree about certain excesses of good Franco (the tantric shivaism, for sure), but I don’t see much to object to regarding the "assigned rules," and especially I don’t share the criticism of Cuccurucucu. It is one of the most enlightened songs in the history of Italian pop music. Franco, through what seems like one of his most banal songs, evokes his past experiences through musical memory, making that typical process of association between music and experience that we all have done at some point in our lives. The echoes of Cuccurucucu Paloma, the Rolling Stones, the Milve that belong to his past as a boy and that for once say something about him and his existence. And then we complain that he is asphyxiating and that he talks about something else. A masterpiece.

7) But why am I still talking to you? You and your love for Ayler's farts, Schulze's flushes, Ligeti's burps... you can't find a word even for a gold coin, not even half a one. And yes, you're the bon vivant who loves the crash of notes... no verbosity or your ears hurt from too much talkativeness, for you, even Consoli is too much, we know that. I hate you.

Hehe, you always have to fall standing up... :) Come on, are you going to tell me yes or no? You still haven't told me today.

...5) Instead of being the judgmental queen, why don't you do the review of B&AS, which is, by the way, a phenomenal album, but has little to do with this (Just because there’s some electronics in both doesn't mean they are comparable: the intentions are obviously diametrically opposed); 6) I'm waiting for you on soulseek, I'm ready.

For you, little fool: 1) The reference to de-gustibus was formal; I was referring to the fact that very often debates about album ratings end in a way I don't agree with, given that this is a 5-album, period. 2) You lie knowing that you are lying; not all genres in their basic form are trivial; take progressive, free jazz, etc., which make deviations and indulgence in technical display some of their strengths; 3) You can't create a scale of values randomly. All value scales are affected by the same deviation from one measure to another; a 5 means 9, a 4 means 7.5, a 3 means 6, a 2 means 4.5, a 1 means 3, in DECIMALS. If for you a 3 means 7.5, I don't understand how much a 5 could be worth. Or rather, how can you rate an album that you think is crap. -4? 4) experimental-fool-live guy of my gonads.

Ah, Ajeje, wait for me, for I must strike you!

Very interesting question. Anyway, here you go: ---> Faust Record : So Far <--- the official website of Faust, the fact that "Faust So Far" is written on the cover means nothing, that's the title with the author attached. In fact, look at the first cover: "Faust So Far" with no other writing. The "Faust" logo appears for editions I believe outside of Europe (notice the back cover on the same page), leading to misunderstandings like yours, or that gay little site you gave me the link to. It's "So Far", if you want I can give you another 200 links where it says "So Far", but this time I believe in your good faith and you deserve a kiss.

Alright, we get it how modest you are in saying that there are some things you don’t like even if they’re really beautiful. I believe you, I really do, hehe. Now enough with this nonsense and tell me about this album, the little words you know... come on...