Eneathedevil

DeRank : 18,21
DeAge™ : 7754 days • Here since 18 march 2005
Vincent van Gogh Campo di Grano con Volo di Corvi
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I must say that I completely agree with nonno Odra's perfect analysis. A beautiful snapshot of life with a personal confession about the all-too-common belenophobia that would have been better suited to an editorial to establish a not-so-clear connection with the magnificent V., for whom a few more words or simply different words would have done greater justice. But as mentioned, it is still a lovely read.
Lucio Battisti Cosa succederà alla ragazza
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So, I must first say that reviews on Italian singer-songwriter music are the essence of Debaser, while synopses on rock albums with a flat 4/4 beat featuring drums, guitars, bass, and a shrill voice induce me to feel strangulation and hay fever.
Turning to the review at hand, I read it with vivid pleasure, despite a few spelling mistakes, given the wealth of information derived from a deep and passionate study of Panella's esoteric texts. In some cases, the task is daunting ("I sacchi della posta", "Così gli dei sarebbero"), while in others the analysis seems to hit the mark ("Tutte le pompe", "Cosa succederà alla ragazza" even though I would lean more towards describing it as a depiction of a rape). The point is that, whether we like it or not, there would really be room for some lectio magistralis on the white albums, as the quantity of linguistic, literary, and philological discussion points is truly remarkable. In my case, I must say that "Però il rinoceronte" is my favorite piece from Battisti's Panella era, but this is genuinely an album where masterpieces parade one after another.
Erik Satie Erik Satie - Aldo Ciccolini
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Never heard Satie played by Ciccolini (the review lacks some additional words regarding this choice): I’ll look for it and let you know. Great page, there's no doubt about it.
Agitation Free 2nd
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Excuse me, esteemed @[IlConte]: would you be able to tell me what this legendary kraut cover reminds you of? I have a vague feeling, but I can’t quite pinpoint it...
Kylie Minogue Say something
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Finally a hot chick!
This outdated and hackneyed rock 'n' roll had made me flabby and limp.
Bravo!!!
Hayao Miyazaki Tonari no Totoro (Il Mio Vicino Totoro, 1988)
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I mean, you spend your life reviewing Necrodeath and unlistenable metal crap, and then you have the audacity to review Miyazaki, talking about the childhood that believes in magic and the wonderful enchantment represented by the child within us? You're less believable than the promotional images on snack packages: you open them expecting to be flooded with jam, but in the end, a sour little dollop comes out that dries on your palate even before you swallow it.
The Beatles Please Please Me
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Gentlemen, please. I certainly don't deserve the title of the biggest capish, as in the end I think that the second Pink Floyd are just as valid as the first, I don't mind the Queen either, even those from "A Kind of Magic," and I prefer Battisti over Lolli any day. Just grant me this one capiscianity of being able to despise the Beatles of the first decade of the '60s. At least this, please. Thank you.
Freddie Mercury & Montserrat Caballé Barcelona
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Magnificent the closing statement, as it clearly illustrates how this operation, undoubtedly pompous and filled with baroque flourishes that today could even scream kitsch, could only have made sense in the '80s with those two extraordinary protagonists: and who knows what would come out from the same collaboration between a Sheeran and a Netrebko. I liked the album and Guide me Home is a gem for wild seduction.

Exhaustive and competent review with a few minor formal smudges. Regarding the reference to Turandot concerning the bold choices, I presume that @[Danny The Kid] mentioned Caballé in the role of Turandot, as I have always liked her quite a lot as Liù, and in the famous edition with Sutherland as the princess, it’s a titanic clash between heavyweights. Great recovery, anyway.
Daniel Schmidt Abies firma
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...Together! How do you explain, Asterix, the presence of my review of a modest Enya album among the suggested works?
Miles Davis Get Up With It
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The heat is laconic, my lord, as it is nothing but its bifacial syllabic. You should remember that. However, that "reconciling" as a neologism isn't bad: it always knows one more than I do, being a devil in pectore.