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"if you think mine is a shitty review," But I haven't even read it, as I was saying. I don't know if it's shitty, I just know that you can't "place" this album, and that you've understood very little of the band's "intention."
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The first albums were undoubtedly garage-punk, given the unmistakable influences of Motörhead, Dead Boys, and Stooges. But it gets better and better. So now the Stooges, from pioneers of what will later be ruined by punkers, become Garage Punk. From illustrious founding fathers to miserable executors of a bland genre. And Motörhead, wow, Lemmy, someone who was a roadie for Jimi Hendrix... becomes a garage punker. So, basically, Alessandro Volta was an electrician. What matters is what he invented, who he was, what a historical figure he is. It has to do with what will later become a common job, so he also becomes, by right, a commonplace electrician.
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<< The review isn't about him, but I'll share what I think of the album. >> This album is Anderson & Dregen set to music. Show-offs in search of girls, beer, and party. << I didn't write anger, but angry referring to the work. >> Angry, not even. No, no, no.
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(PS: the next time I go "to Italy," I won't fail to look for what you say about it; unfortunately, there are no autogrill where I am.)
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Come on, that way you lose the realism of the film. If I take a Lindt excellence, put you in a dark room like space and leave you kilometers away behind a spaceship glass... I bet you can’t see the cubes, right? Come on, let’s give it a try, give me your number, meanwhile I’ll get a dark room like space with spaceship furniture.
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The togo is round, that one wasn't round. But, in fact, the ritter sport is square, and that one was rectangular. Ah, there it is, it was a lindt exellance 99% cocoa: rectangular, thin in thickness, and completely black. Yes, there it was.
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<< The review isn't about him, but I'll share what I think of the album. >> This album is Anderson & Dregen set to music. Show-offs in search of girls, beer, and party. << I didn't write anger, but angry referring to the work. >> Angry, not even. No, no, no.
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All this stuff? It seemed to me like the story of an acid-tripping astronaut chasing a giant Ritter Sport. Then he grows old and dies. Oh, and his computer breaks down in the middle of the movie.
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"I normally oppose labeling music," but I am highly in favor. I actually like it. So I don't absolve. If they don't like labeling, then they shouldn't have put genres. Instead, they put the worst genre on the planet. It's like saying, "I don't like insulting at all, asshole!" Same mechanism.
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No, it’s not a matter of “think what you like.” Nikke Anderson is NOT a punker. Tell me what’s punk about him. << Punk in terms of the violent orientation given to music >> is a nonsensical phrase; if the orientation is “violent,” then it’s not punk but metal (and this isn’t even metal, nor that violent, actually). << referring largely to Hard Rock >> In “good measure”? This is pure Hard Rock, without any measures, good or bad; it’s a shameless 70s Hard Rock revival, in every way: attitude, style, techniques, sound, lyrical themes, clothing, live shows, videos... everything. << harsh and angry >> You have a very faint and sugary definition of Anger. Anderson is a flamboyant show-off, far from “anger.” He’s a guy looking for girls and beer, not for fights. Go back to the dictionary, Anger; you’ll find it after Rhubarb. Without thinking it as you like, this is too simple. Think it as you must.