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DeAge™ : 8248 days • Here since 21 october 2003
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Come on, even these HardCore? As usual, I take a stand against the doctrine that if you're under Hydrahead, you're Hardcore. In my opinion, they're Heavy Psychedelia all the way—spacey riffs and groovy bass, zero repressed anger or Bimbo-Scream ;-). I almost want to give you four :)) (but it's been a while since I was still with Isis, they were together with the first EPs under that super-indie label I can't remember, escape or exkape or something similar, but then both changed their flags. :D)
Earthtone 9 Arc'Tan'Gent
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Well, in the end, I think it's going to be like the mù: it's like caramel, but not exactly caramel, yet it’s sweet. It's not going to be like metal, but not exactly metal, still it's hard. Or like the Tzu, which is kind of orange-flavored, but it isn’t really orange, and there’s ginseng in it. Or like the clù, which is just another moment, but depending on how you see it, it can be a clù moment. Or like the trù, which is sort of a jerk, but not exactly a jerk, still it's a trù metallaro. But these are all hypotheses based on the Pozzi & Ginori theorem; we’ll have to see how the Salmoiraghi & Viganò school of thinkers views it.
Kyuss Blues For The Red Sun
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See it from this perspective: it's the guitar that feels high and good. The singer is an extra, as always.
Earthtone 9 Arc'Tan'Gent
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Come on, it's more of a metal thing, but no offense. It's the growl-screamo-what-a-pain of the singer that really is, well, what a pain.
Kyuss Blues For The Red Sun
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Great, come on, you know them, they are the ones from... from... okay, I guess you've heard them at least once, they always play them as background music on The CVlub on All Music. Do you get which ones I'm talking about?
Vasco Rossi Bollicine
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But come on...
Vasco Rossi Bollicine
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Ah, and on what basis is this difference between great songs and songs that suck objectively calculated? Let’s take Vasco as an example... Is it about the voice? Well, Vasco doesn't have a voice. Then, what about the instrumental parts? Vasco doesn't have any noteworthy instrumental sections. Perhaps, about the profound lyrics? Let's not even go there. But could it be that... it’s such easy and trivial music that even the last idiot can understand it and make it their own, and they get passionate because they see that they (the last idiot listener) may be a poor fool, but so is Vasco, yet Vasco is famous, which makes even the last of the idiots feel proud to be like Vasco and raise Rossi as a standard that identifies the mass of idiots throughout Italy, thus supporting him (the listener) like a simple soldier supports their General (General Vasco Of The Shit Troopers)? Interesting hypothesis, worth exploring thoroughly. What do you think, Silver? Are you in?
Steve Vai Passion & Warfare
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Ingrandisci questa immagine <- Oh damn, this is a cannon... and also a pretty little thing, mate ;-)
Steve Vai Passion & Warfare
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Exactly, junkies. Heroin and heavy stories, I also believe he never used them since he vehemently criticized them, but the joint is in his mouth even in the photo I posted on... unless they sold trumpet-shaped cigarettes in the '60s :D. In all the photos from the '60s, his eyes are half-closed from the Ganjah; find me one, just one, where his eyes are visible... and strangely the phenomenon of small eyes disappeared when he reached a more mature age, classic symptoms of "juventude-canaposa" in my opinion. Being around certain environments, he had a very high level of the word "junkie" compared to my mom's. Jim & Jimi were true junkies; we're talking about people who would ingest enough stuff in a day to get half the crowd high. But the joint is in his mouth in many photos, and his red eyes were practically present at all the live shows until the '80s; come on, it’s obvious, right? :D
Steve Vai Passion & Warfare
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I believe so, because in the end, if you think about it, it’s normal to get infected. You arrive in the Backstage and find him wearing a hat with mouse ears and a t-shirt that says "i promise that i don't come in your mouth, babe" and plaid pants, the other one dressed as Tarzan, etc., etc. They pass you half a kilo of ganjah… in ten minutes you’re dressed as Wile E. Coyote, or at least I’d have a hard time resisting.