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Ahhh, there you go, at first nothing makes sense, then you tell me <<< I can imagine its content. And I had also understood that the review is a mash-up of the Melvins' own story (except for the last four lines). >>> So, what's there to argue about? An idiot like you understood it, everyone understands it. Of course, then you shouldn't be an idiot since you got it, but since you're an idiot, you only understood part of it. They start talking about the latest album from halfway through the review <<< And here we are again, history repeats itself: just to change things up, they throw the four-string player to the curb (it’s their favorite sport now) - they grab a really, truly good kid from Big Business. And who knows why, maybe to not make him feel alone, they also pick up the drummer from B_B. Crover's touch is among the most majestic, actually damaging and well-calibrated going around, but let’s be honest: he’s never been an octopus with two thousand chimes (you can't hit that hard and expect to make 9000 beats per second). So they split the cake: Dale hits as he knows how, Willis finishes it off with snare bells and pierfrancescoconpatate.

October 10, 2006: history repeats itself. A new album of songs - s o n g s - by the Melvins.

Clearly, and I repeat clearly superior to the previous one. Technically excellent, masterfully produced, and without exaggerating in madness. One might say: perfect. Indeed, to cement the matter, they add a (The) to the now-historical name. The first album by (the) Melvins, or the 32nd by the Melvins. Or even the sixtieth - approximately - work where you can find the two chubby guys most skilled in experimental rock. Count it however you like; see it however you like; take it.>>>

Well, "grown up" is quite a word. Let’s be honest.

Once again, yet another comment that talks about everything but music. <<< If someone doesn't know the Melvins, what the hell do they get from your writing above other than the last four promotional lines? >>> And it's a good thing you grew up with the Melvins; I wrote the biography and you didn't even notice. If someone doesn't know the Melvins reads this, they find out who they’ve toured with, who they are touring with, and who they will be touring with next winter. You are daft, it's obvious, you don’t understand, you can’t grasp it, you’re hilarious. <<< And even for those who do know them and would like to have a preview of the album, what do they have left in their hands? >>> If you know the Melvins, after 60 albums, you might imagine what you find in your hands. Not one, not ten, not twenty, SIXTY ALBUMS. Unless you're as dumb as a sea slug, and you expect that at 45 years old Buzzo would start making Synthpop.

Another empty comment that talks about everything but music. And still, I haven't seen your reviews. You talk, you don't understand, you talk again, you prattle, but you produce zero. In this game, you are nothing, as empty as the box of your reviews. I don’t consider myself more cultured or smarter than you; I didn’t write that down. But you are limited, foolish, and clueless, and you can't read. I told you that when you become more so, because you’re clearly below the world average. It’s not that I’m above, it’s you who is below everyone and everything. Learn to read, to comprehend, then you can talk. And maybe, perhaps, one day, even if not, you will write.

Just think, I even did two of them. When you're older, more knowledgeable, more awake, more experienced, maybe you'll write one too. Maybe, perhaps, maybe not. After all, even those with various delays can pretend to comment. One day, perhaps, if you try hard enough, you'll be able to write a comment about music; perhaps one day, maybe not. Yes, start learning to write a comment, then, when you feel ready—if that ever happens—you might try to write something that others will comment on. I know, I know, I know it's complicated, but there are always support teachers. Try with the cepu.

<< besides the classics "tumtumcha" >> Oh yes, the classic tumtumcha. Classic, like a Roiff or a guitar pick, like a bassline, like a dompadompa of drums. When something is classic, it’s classic.

Akira, there are three versions. Download the latest, complete one, with the Director's Cut (to use an even cooler term). There's the first one, which is crap for Italian/European kids (you know, in the 80s cartoons were just for kids), the second one is much better, and the third one is God, released a few years ago I think in three DVDs. I watched the first one as a child, the second one as a teenager, and I saw the third one last week, and it just keeps getting better. Although, of course, as a kid it was a terrifying shock: I didn't believe anything could be more evil than Ken Shiro. The coolest thing about Evangelion is when they eviscerate the robots; it's deadly with the guts hanging out, absolutely deadly.

I'm missing 20% of Ghost In The Shell 1. I found it on an old torrent that has expired. These torrents are nice because they go at insane speeds (I've never seen 700kbps on a normal peer-to-peer), but there are only new things and they expire right away. It's a fucking nightmare. Emule has everything, but at ridiculous speeds; now I understand the true meaning of this name. (a thousand things piled up at semi-ridiculous speeds). I have the complete series of Evangelion, one of the first things I downloaded, after, of course, the videography of Patton & Kyuss.

Evangelion has the first 7-8 episodes that are really a bit too much for kids. From there it gets better, then it ends (from episode 20 onwards) in an absolute masterpiece. When the Angels are eliminated and World War breaks out for control of the Evas, it's fabulous; just the fact that the Good are exterminated deserves a high score. The best part of the series is definitely the plot; there's not even half an episode where nothing happens that ties into the overall story. The vast majority of even short series with 40 episodes have at least 20 that have nothing to do with the essential plot. I want to watch this one episode after another, but I'm missing about 20% of the first one to be able to start. However, the unbeatable sovereign of Anime remains Akira, and there’s no contest in my opinion.

Guido Meda without a doubt. Almost better than the Griffins. Almost.