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It is common for misanthropes to love music, which helps them lose themselves in their own thoughts. I believe I read that, probably in those scientific magazines found in doctor's waiting rooms in general. You learn a lot when you go to the doctor; even the posters are usually captivating.
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It's "giant sand," not sand giant. It used to be Giant Sand-something, and the name made sense; they removed the "something" to make it strange. Giant sand, is it gravel? Or is sand very fine gravel? How many Olympic-sized swimming pools can you fill with the water that fits inside 2 jumbo jets?
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Everyone would want a young uncle named Fantastic Negrito who sold crack at parties in LA in the '90s.
Yeah, yeah, everyone.
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Madaffacchin Discone, and I don't like Italian singer-songwriters from the post-war period.
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Well, yes, I think they should completely surrender to the commercial factor and let the buyers decide the setlist through an online survey.
Yeah, fine, you made a new album, sure you have a lot of albums... nobody gives a fuck, play Rearviewmirror and stop being a pain in the ass. And do it well and make it longer.
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I've dreamed for years of the Melvins covering Into The Void by the Sabbath but with this guy on vocals ...
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"Gluecifer: 'the devil's glue' is the loose translation of the name chosen by this crazy congregation."
It had to do with glue to sniff, because the sniffing is quick and so is their music... I don’t quite remember the fascinating yet useful tale of why these four drug addicts chose that name.

But one day, when you’re incredibly busy and on the verge of a nervous breakdown with your hands occupied with hot stuff, I’ll call you and tell you about it calmly.
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Sure, you don’t miss even the most ridiculous stuff.

But does the voice that pushes you to do it speak Neapolitan or does it whisper orders in your ear like Smeagol?
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If your wife knows that every time she's in a bad mood and wants to vent, she always brings that up. "Oh yes, he talks like he knows everything! Him, who thinks Year Zero is better than Fragile, he's trustworthy!" You’re trying to make her understand that a Diesel car runs on diesel fuel, not petrol, but she doesn't trust you anymore; you're permanently banned as an idiot, and you just have to live with it, and the stain of infamy will always surface sneakily.
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Like they're about to elect you Prime Minister and ask everyone "...speak now or forever hold your peace," and your cousin Marietto, a hairy and smelly loser, pops up: "He said Year Zero is better than Fragile," and bam, 20 years of politics go up in smoke, covered in the shame of disgrace.