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Damn, the link went to watch the Teletubbies. I don’t know how it happened, it added some bold texts too. The database is possessed by the devil. Purulent Spermcanal up your ass, Teletubbies loves you all.
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Chuck Norris caught a whale by saying the present participle of the verb "uscire."
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The Three Musketeers plus Zornagnan strikes again. I expected it to be more like "come on, let's make a record," but this time it's definitely worth buying. Dunn & Baron are the best on the field.
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Today he may come off as the cool guy and the wise old man, but he spent a good ten years as the last of the fools. For example, he came out right in the middle of the "last of the idiots" era. In '97, there was too much good stuff to consider this idiot as a person worth noting. A funny little note: he skipped all the jams in Bologna and Rome, you’d only see him at small parties where he was the only famous one, for the kind of vibe: I know I'm out of my league.
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It's an enormous pile of crap. The shit on a compact disc. A load as big as the effort I made to find it, but never as big as the disappointment of hearing something so flat and banal from Don Zaccaria Del Crasto. Kudos to you for this bullshit: << the title track or "Burning Fight," tracks that wouldn't seem out of place on the first LP by Rage Against The Machine. >> Yeah, right, after the intergalactic metrics of Township Rebellion, you feel like a fucking kid screaming like an idiot, someone picking up a guitar and pretending to play it, and not looking bad. Sure, first you hear rap-metal, then you hear punk done really badly, and you say, "damn, it fits too well." Then okay, Hardcore is a genre that doesn't deserve to exist for me, but this is even a piece of shit hardcore CD. The shittiest record I've ever bought. In conclusion: all crap.
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Wisteria yes, but lighter.
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Labeling it as a metal review seems like nonsense to me. In fact, no one has labeled it as a metal review. Too Metal, it's different. The "too" distorts, this is too Metal. Then you also say: "this reflects a bit the usual clichés about the terms used and what highlights the album."... that is, in three words: a review too metal. The virus of "erretìpì" strikes both young and old. "We have to be careful" (quote).
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But he doesn't have the face of Amon Tobin. He's more of a Marco Cecchini. An Antonio De Biasi. Even a Giorgio Profani but not an Amon Tobin. Now I understand why they don't let him into Warp; he throws off the squad of DJs with DJ faces. At Ninja, they're more like Alfredo Ranzoni; they should give themselves a refresh. Claudio Cecchetto Loves You All: Be Ermenegildo, Stay Zegna.
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So they were also halfway surprised. I didn't know about the connection, I heard them without reading anything about it (until now, ambè).
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Well, the beauty lies in the technological feeling; the world is full of instinctive and sweaty groups, while groups that are so machine-like, cold, and perfect, not so much. Of course, it can also be seen as a flaw, but for me, it's a strength. Terribly metal review: dùpalle.