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But you can be as sad as you want, the fact remains that I described the performance at the traffic festival without any comments or adjectives, then I put a period --> . <-- Here, after the period I said that in my opinion Aphex Twin is a genius. Then I mentioned what I was told about the New Order concert, a normal reaction if you have them play at a festival where they fit very little, there were Aphex & Trobbling, you know. Those lines don’t drip with anything; Aphex Twin is a genius for the records he makes, if I had thought he was a genius for those images I would have gone to see him live and I would have added "too bad I wasn't there," don’t you think? I didn’t say "ah" or "bah," and I called him a genius in another discourse, or should I space out the posts because the period isn’t enough? Of course, you didn’t look good saying the great bullshit that you’ve been following him since the beginning; anyone who follows him knows perfectly well that he gets high on violence and pretty heavily at that. His first single is called "Come To Daddy," not "Peace & Flowers," right? But this doesn’t mean I don’t like that kind of Show; in the end, it fits well with that music, visual violence paired with sound violence. I don’t enjoy live shows and I never go, I dismiss them a priori, but if I do attend a live show I "demand" a spectacle, and seeing people play (unless they’re doing particularly complicated instrumental parts) isn’t a show I enjoy; I prefer images or similar things, and if they blend well with the sound then it’s a beautiful spectacle. And Richard D.James is the top seed of extreme electronic music worldwide, and he is a genius, on CD without videos.

It’s not a sophisticated sweetness, it’s sweetness that doesn’t amount to a damn thing. It’s a sad, intimate film that resignedly analyzes the ups and downs of life; it’s a film that visualizes the human race as a virus trying to live in the best way possible by exploiting what surrounds it. It’s a very, very, very nasty film mentally. And instead, it seems like the story of Candy Candy, and moreover, it seems like a review of an album rather than a film, it sucks all the way through.

The trophy goes to Raf who has intelligent resistance timing, controlled precision, and is very wise. Massimo merely displays bland passivity decorated with nonsense like "rock is dead." Raf wins 8 to 0.

Here's why you get angry; it's a mess to read behind the screen and it's normal for your nerves to get frayed. Try being there in person, you'll see what a boost of life it is.

Unfortunately, I work and do things with a lot of downtime, thank God not for much longer.

I’m getting the album or the demo chessia sent to me by a friend who hasn’t given up on the scene yet; he definitely has it. Oh, but by the way, do you know for sure what Cassano died of? I’ve heard a thousand different stories, from being stabbed by a Tunisian to a heart attack from cocaine to a car accident...

The fact is that you have good taste, but damn, you’re as closed off as an oyster, and it’s annoying to keep reading this crap that rock is dead... They were saying it about Pink Floyd too, that they would kill rock, and it’s been 30 years that this disgusting bullshit has been going around. And listen to fucking Pride & Glory, right? Trust me, damn, Pride & Glory, harmonica and big guitars.

I never get mad, I swear, never ever ever.

The last one from 2003 contains really beautiful completely electronic tracks interspersed with space-rock pieces that are simply summaries of what they did before. They have been recycling themselves for about three albums now; sure, in each one there's that 8-minute pleasure track, but as complete albums, nothing special. It's said that they improve live year after year; I have the live DVD from the Pongmaster Ball, and it's stunning both in sound and visuals. So, you see, in case the DVD is the best way to know what happened to them.

And what the hell is someone who spouts such nonsense doing on a site called DEBASER? --> Have you ever wondered if a band that isn't well-known and doesn't sell might be making atrocious music? <-- It's enough to make you want to hang yourself.