Le Vibrazioni Le Vibrazioni II
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A piece of advice for Alex. Alex: it would have been better if you hadn’t reviewed Le Vibrazioni. I don’t understand what might spark interest in listening to their music... well "DE GUSTIBUS NON DISPUTANDUM EST!". But since I was born to stir up controversy, I DISPUTE the GUSTIBUS and say that Le Vibrazioni are downright terrible. Four (or three?) underdeveloped human beings (one of whom, the singer, must be some Homo Qualcosus frozen a few eras ago and resurrected nowadays - but that 3km long beard, is it a protest or does he think it's chic?) who act like singer-songwriters from the 70s but always ALWAYS ALWAYS play the same old stuff. I mean, for crying out loud, change the chords once in a while. And they think they’re hot stuff!!!!! You can tell we’re in Italy. In America they would have all gone to the concert and then peed on them. At least then they would have had a good reason to... CRY, CRY, CRYEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
Dj Francesco Bella Di Padella
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I don't even know what the hell I'm writing for this idiot. Maybe it's the disgust. BUT WHO THE HELL DARES TO SAY THAT THIS IDIOT IS A MUSICIAN????? Just look at that silly face!!! Then they say that Italian music is not exportable! No shit. If we compare this fool, who's only around because he's the son of that guy from Pooh (I can't remember his name), to those eminent brain-dead idiots like Flaminio Maphia, Elio e le storie tese, that idiot Piotta... and that moron Sole Cuore Amore and Meneguzzi and who knows how many others, the answer is clear. ITALY IS NOT MADE FOR MAKING MUSIC (except for classical, of course, which sadly is now a thing of the past), BUT ONLY FOR FOOD AND CLOTHES. Anyway, with all my contempt, a fuck you to "DJstapippa" because in the meantime he's sleeping with Yespica. He's probably got a small dick since they broke up. Poor bastard.
Alicia Keys The Diary Of Alicia Keys
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Hey guys, I'm new here, so treat me well. Frantz, you’re definitely not the only one with The Diary Of Alicia Keys, and I believe the term "annoicchia" has MINIMALLY to do with this wonderful album. Alicia's songwriting ability is unparalleled; not to mention the lyrics of the songs. Dragon Days is pure poetry. Harlem's Nocturne, on the other hand, is stunning. Every time I listen to it, it moves and captures me again.
I'll tell you more, I liked this second work more than the first, which, although it contains MEMORABLE tracks (How come you don't call me needs no comment - fallin' - a woman's worth - goodbye - Piano & I - Mr. Man etc!) does not encompass the depth and maturity that is present in The Diary Of. ERGO, ALICIA IS A PHENOMENON; when I saw her at the AWARDS in Rome, I could hardly believe my eyes. This makes me despair even more because Italian music really sucks, and I, being an avowed outsider, find the countless Mene"cazzi" and Pausini incredibly annoying. I despair because I want to have the chance to share and spread my music, but those incompetent fools who manage the Italian music industry don’t even know what the term "music" means - HOLLA FO' ALICIA!
Tiziano Ferro 111
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Hey guys, I’m new here, so treat me well. Frantz, you’re not the only one with The Diary Of Alicia Keys, and I think the term “annoying” relates to this wonderful album MINIMALLY at best. Alicia's songwriting ability is unparalleled; not to mention the lyrics of the songs. Dragon Days is poetry. Harlem's Nocturne is stunning. Every time I listen to it, it captivates me all over again.
I'll tell you more, I actually liked this second work more than the first, which, while containing MEMORABLE pieces (How come you don't call me doesn’t even need comments - fallin' - a woman's worth - goodbye - Piano & I - Mr. Man etc!) lacks the depth and maturity that is present in The Diary Of. SO, ALICIA IS A PHENOMENON; when I saw her at the AWARDS in Rome, I almost lost my tongue. This makes me feel even worse because Italian music is definitely terrible, and I, being an unabashed foreign music enthusiast, can’t stand the countless Mene"cazzi" and Pausini. I despair because I wish I could share and spread my music, but those wretched incompetents who run the Italian music industry don’t even know what the term "music" means - HOLLA FO' ALICIA!