Eneathedevil

The joke was for Caz, precisely. Untilted, you’re too serious.

The joke was for Caz, precisely. Untilted, you’re too serious.

For once, I have to agree with Geenoo regarding his comment. Untilted, I would ask you to condense your thoughts next time, because if you notice, every day you respond to a different aspect of the discussion: yesterday I asked you one thing, and you replied about something else; today you dodged the issue I was bringing up again and picked up on yesterday’s topic... this way, we’ll never get out of it alive. Moreover, your logorrhea is remarkable. In my opinion, your argument is not entirely coherent, because if you started with the consideration that criticism is worth nothing and now you are, in a sense, retreating by saying you were talking about the same people I am, while excluding Cooper and Scaruffi (that very Scaruffi, who arrogantly claims the right to be the undisputed critic?), to whom you therefore covertly attribute critical dignity, it makes me wonder what weight you give to the evaluations of someone like Scaruffi and other people to whom you grant these supposed critical qualities. To summarize your thoughts: you say that the criticism you are referring to is the criticism of the charlatans of webzines and communities, not that of those at other levels. Fine, now tell me on what basis someone like Scaruffi is reliable. Who can assure you of his reliability, the fact that he has the famous "credentials" to make himself more trustworthy in terms of judgment? And furthermore, you need to explain to me what I would like to call the "Paradox of Untilted": if you do not boast critical powers and thus consider yourself among the "Mario Rossi" of the communities, how can I not think that your critique as an amateur is worth nothing, and above all, how can I possibly believe that you are equipped to understand Untilted? Perhaps I understood it and you did not? I'm not assuming anything: I repeat, I would like to understand.

Bullshit. In reality, if you had seriously studied electronic engineering, acoustics, and all that jazz, you would know that your joke is nonsense, in fact, it even ends up creating a paradox. The simplest waves are sinusoidal, where it’s easy to observe the symmetry properties between peaks and troughs, while a sawtooth wave is the exact opposite; it’s discontinuous (it actually simulates the teeth of a saw in its shape) and far from sinusoidal, best simulating situations of breaking in the generation of noise. It’s the night opposite to day, so if you wanted to carry on your theory about my indulgence for campfire guitars, you should have talked to me about nice, wavy sinusoids, not sawtooth waves. The truth is that you wanted to make a joke but you messed it up. Bartle did it well because he stayed on topic, but you tried too hard and ended up, precisely, sawed off. Try again. Even for making jokes, competence is required.

The 69, trimone!

The 69, trimone!

Ah, so you were only here to make it to nougat. But as usual, you lack cohesion of thought: first you said you liked it, now you say it’s terrible. Maybe the point is that you like it terrible, which in a way isn’t even entirely objectionable, since generally when the urge is there, it’s quite a decent pleasure.

But babe, Josie? Do you really think I could have flimsy opinions? That now, after this discussion, I could just claim that Untitled is worth 10/10? You're out of your mind. And also not very credible, because if that were the case, it would contradict the low and unexpected regard you have for my way of thinking: you know I don’t back down. But if you want, I can teach you to give yourself some chances, to live better. Yours faithfully.

But what are you talking about? I'm not questioning the idea that one should have fun according to my dictates; I'm just saying that I want to be free to say that this album makes me want to vomit fat snails. Have you read the core? "If you were open-minded," I told Untilted, as if to say that if we were to mutually agree: "Okay, I think this thing has the requirements, you think it doesn't" after somehow validating the different lines of thought, the discussion would surely come to a non-traumatic end. I raise doubts, I ask, I propose. I am the demon of Socrates. And I am open-minded. There you go, yes, that’s the word of the day: open-minded. I give a chance to someone like Josie, just imagine that. OPEN-MINDED: give yourself a chance.

I was talking about being open-minded on one aspect of the issue, not on the issue itself, you fool! Well done, Digitalica, in a sense you have brought the discussion back to familiar territories, those that refer to the dynamics of "ascoltabilità." Don't think that your comment is inappropriate; on the contrary, it really hits the point for me.