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Here, you're still not there. My statement isn't limiting, but limited, which is different. We were discussing limited to "Drone-Doom = Bass & Guitar." Let me give you another example; I see you need strong stimuli. So, Morpheo and I talk about Football, and we throw in Serie A, the Premier League, and La Liga. You come in and say: << what the hell are you talking about, sport isn’t just football, there’s also Basketball, damn it! >> To which we reply: "Absolutely right, but we were talking about football." The fact that you come in and change the subject or expand it by bringing in points we didn’t touch doesn’t mean we’re talking nonsense, but simply that you’re changing the subject. Are you there now? Let me summarize it in another way: you are absolutely right, Drone isn’t just Doom, but we were only talking about Drone Doom, so despite your statement being true, it doesn’t have anything to do with ours. I am very childish, but you are as clueless as a guard-rail (which isn’t that bad since the guard-rail has a lot of metal).
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No, you’re not getting it. It’s all in the speech you make. I’m making the speech: “Drone-Doom, Bass & Guitar.” If you want to make another speech, that’s great, but honestly: who cares? You come here, change the subject, and say we were talking nonsense because Drone isn’t just Doom… but it’s a shame we were only talking about that, did you catch that? No, come on, I’ll give you another chance, I’ll give you an easy example: Morpheo and I start talking about Mashed Potatoes, and Morpheo tells me, “You know, man, mashed potatoes are real mashed potatoes if you add milk, otherwise it’s not mashed (implying “of potatoes)”… then you come along and say: what the hell are you guys saying? Carrot mash doesn’t need milk, damn it! ... and we say to you: Okay, all very nice, but what do we care about carrots? Do you get it? We were talking about potato-doom, about your carrot-sitar-tabla-leaky_pots... we might be interested in that conversation, but you’re the one who goes off topic talking about post-rock, origins and all that... we were talking about Doom. It’s not us talking nonsense, it’s you who expands the conversation on points we weren’t even considering, do you see now? Next time I’ll make you a .dwg, so maybe with the lines, points, and bisectors, you'll understand better.
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Listened to it this morning on the plane, and I was flying in every sense. Fabulous, stunning, beautiful, better than Frances, I declare it the Rock album of the year, long live the tracks that are half an hour long or even more. Lasagna is good when you’re hungry, Nick; there’s no morning or evening, and my appetite has won the world championship of hunger for expansion from 1993 to 2005. And I’m the seed of 2006, my mother now calls me “Panza Dilatata Bill” (Bill wouldn’t hit a half-assed shot, but it sounds very yeah).
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In my home, "Drone" is called that way because it is the name of a musical movement and/or scene called "Drone-Doom." Anyone who says, "I do Drone," means they are doing "Drone-Doom." If they do it with a perforated pot, they will make experimental low-frequency music, yes, but it is not "Drone-Doom," it does not participate in the live shows organized by Southern Lord, and it is not part of the "Drone-Doom" scene. They might achieve a similar result, or even an identical one, but they are not part of the scene and do not do "Doom." If you talk to masters of Tabla, Sitar & Tampura, no matter how great musicians they are, they don’t understand a thing about Doom. Drone Doom is made with Bass & Guitar; otherwise, you are not part of the scene, you are doing other things, not Drone-Doom. This is not a crime, nor a virtue, just a fact without a lot of fuss.
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I only of Baroque, only Rocco. Too little Fashion, that’s old-fashioned. More baroque, come on, put in more effort, more baroque.
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Flying Saucer. Stuff that goes beyond human comprehension. Flying Saucer: cult and religion. I am, you are, Flying Saucer... it is.
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90% of people, myself included, knew them because of Mike Patton (except for those living in California who saw them live in small venues). In fact, I would be inclined to give it a 1, but I won’t. I won’t because I don’t hold value in such ratings since I tend to overly Bunglize things; I’m a fanatic, and I never agree with a review of the Bungle. And you, super... I’ll repeat: you’re a Baldracca, it’s Christmas, so don’t take it the wrong way... so again: Baldracca. There you go. This is worth as much as Aenima, if not more. Disco Volante, I mean, Disco Volante. As in: Disco Volante. Aenima, masterpiece but... Disco Volante. Nuvenia pocket, sure thing, and let’s go.
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I preferred to delve into the Circulus, I didn’t think they had made so many. I've noted them down and as soon as I have some time, I’ll look for some reviews.
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But I give a three to what, if you haven't heard it? You're doing it on purpose to hurt me, to make me jealous. Slut.
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Maybe I've listened to it a few million times, but I find it absolutely "sense". It took me five or six years since it was released, and I bought it when I still understood little, but it's all sense; maybe it needs to be listened to a million times, so maybe you're right. I would want to give it a 1 for that "side-project of Mike Patton," which is really something I hate reading everywhere. Mr. Bungle was a band formed in the mid-‘80s, where a young kid named Mike Patton sang along with many other brilliant people. They weren't a side-project; above all, they weren't a Patton band; yes, Patton sang, but they weren't his. I would want to give it a 1 because you didn't mention even once the true mastermind behind this masterpiece, named Trey Spruance, who played guitar, sax, keyboards, and samplers here, and wrote most of the pieces along with Trevor Dunn. In the end, the review is nice; it just becomes awful because this is Patton's record where Patton is the least present.