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The point is that with 4 words and 2 synonyms you can't write the Divine Comedy. It needs a broader vocabulary. With four chords, you are very instinctive but also very assimilable to others. Take 10 songs by ATDI at the two-minute mark, within two seconds you've recognized which piece it is. Take 10 songs by Volta at the same timing, you'll never know it's them, because a piece contains 800 passages and 24 different styles. It's not just about playing more chords, but fitting them together well. In my opinion, it's not a different way of conceiving music, because even at 20, Zavala didn't have the culture and preparation to do these things. This is high-level stuff, not comparable to what any guy with a guitar bought at the farmer's market can pull out in a garage. You can find songs that make you headbang by the dozen, but compositions of this type are much rarer. It's not the number that counts, but how you fit them together. You can fit 4 in 16 ways; after 16 pieces, you're already recycling. 80 chords in 6400, you've got material for a while. They are the living example that punk can be done even as a kid; progressive, of any kind, takes a bit more. Playing punk is like having a driver's license; playing prog is like being a GP. "Uncle Fripp, Uncle Fripp, will you teach me to play the guitar? ... When you grow up, little strummer, when you grow up..."
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I also forgot an "n" when conjugating the magnificent verb sottolineare.
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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.