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**live from '74 and '75.
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Undecided between "Octopus" & "In A Glass House". Three Friends starts fabulously like these two, and ends wonderfully as you say, but it has a slight dip in the middle that makes me prefer the two that came after. Still and all, it gets a 5 from me as well for Three, but it's just a tiny bit below. The first 6 from Gentle are all solid fives, no question. The live ones are an 8; it's terrible to think of all the instruments being played. In fact, next month I'm getting the DVD box set that Hal recommended in the first comments: live from '75 and '75, during that period they had already composed all the masterpieces and hadn't made a mistake yet.
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Testicles are famous and more publicized on websites that laugh about them (there's a specific section on Rotten.com), but it can hit anywhere. I have a 4-meter ear, I use 400w Marshalls as headphones. That's why I don't go to concerts; I block the view for others and they hit me hard.
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Certainly. Elephantiasis is a horrific disease. There are people with a leg weighing 50 kg.
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Who knows what kind of big smile the girl in the photo has that Enea has printed. Gonzo: indeed, the genre is the most technical in the landscape, but the fact of having tangled scores played with 12 instruments (for example, each member of Gentle Giant in the later albums plays at least two instruments) doesn’t really connect with feelings. There are easy feelings like love for mom and more complicated feelings like ambivalence; just ask Moonchild, who falls in love with 4-5 people at once—1 trans, 2 lesbians, and 2 straight, not to mention the gay ones. Kosmo, in my opinion, you’re a person for "Octopus" (Gentle Giant '73) or "In A Glass House" (Gentle Giant '74), so complicated and ethereal that they are scary, intangible but majestic, absolute masterpieces of harmony and technical variety. For someone like you, there’s no need for half measures when entering; it goes straight to the extreme core of the matter—those albums can really scramble your brain.
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"elephantiasis" - Google Search //// Here you'll find about 300 images. But I think they ruin your morning. Thanks for the 4 or 5 in a row :-)))
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And above all: the mind of Kyuss was not him, it's a hateful bullshit that you see everywhere, Bjork has written a ton of lyrics and whole pieces, and Circus composed it in a thousand. Homme is the mind of the clams, not of Kyuss, and the difference is noticeable. Really, this review is horrible.
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It's a shame that in this album Nick Oliveri arrived after it was already recorded. Adjectives that don't even come close. No offense, but it seems like you reviewed Son Of Otis. Menacing, Nightmare, Electric Storms, Punk Attitude of a person who's not even in this album. Seriously, you composed a wall of nonsense. And I know that on the back of the reissue there's a photo of Nick (in the Cocaine t-shirt), but he's not on the record; Josh played everything. Come on, guys, at least read the credits before writing such nonsense. If it were a record by Son Of Otis or early Los Natas (apart from the punk attitude which, my god, is completely irrelevant), it would have been great, but with this album, it really doesn't fit.
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I can do better, I arrive at a nice "All We Got Iz Us" by Onyx, a concept rap album about suicide as the only resource to escape Southside Queen, renamed for the occasion South-suicide Queen. It turns ten years old this Halloween. Bought as a child and cherished dearly. << living life on the edge of dangerous where you living never giving a shit cause we living in it >> Compared to them, De André is cheerful; during the recording, they shot a dozen of their friends, killing six. Not "my woman left me," but "if I step outside, they shoot at me." This Is The Way We Walk In New York. I get emotional just thinking about it.
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And what about the word of Porta Romana Bella, where do we put it? <<< Porta Romana Bella, Poooo--oorrta Rooomaaanaaa... the girls are there... they give it to you >>>. Much better than the gloomy singer-songwriters who annoy you. For the next review, you have to do "Osteria n°20".