puntiniCAZpuntini

DeRank : 14,44 • DeAge™ : 7963 days

  • Contact
  • Here since 21 october 2003
Voto:
Ah... breaking news. Brad Davis (the bassist) in that crap California Crossing, played the drums (and he played them really well, huh! :D). Now he's realized that as a drummer he sucks, and he's put it up for sale on ebay so-----> link rotto <-- Buy it, right? Here’s an image of the drum set ---> Ingrandisci questa immagine <--- The very one used for C.C. and the subsequent tour.
Voto:
This is the first and last time I write a review here. If I wanted to write reviews, I wouldn't come to a site called de-baser :)
Voto:
All the Things Tha I Got now..... Burrrrrrn burrrrrrrrrnn... all Weed Thai I Got Now.... Burrrrrnnnn burrrrrrrnnnnnnn....
Voto:
In 1998, To The Center, the first album by Nebula, came out, that is, Eddie Glass and two guys, and if you want to listen to the old Manchu, you can easily buy Nebula, ZERO differences, just the voice (which is Eddie's). From this point on, it's chaos... the end, nothingness. Brant Bjork leaves everyone and forms his own haphazard group and becomes a stage whore (not an insult... on the contrary, if only there were more people like that!) following in the footsteps of his friend "Dave hi-I-play-in-9-bands-at-once Catching," Scott Hill is under the illusion that he knows how to play guitar, and they release SHIT albums like King Of The Road, like California Crossing (which you gave a 4 here... but with what ears did you listen to it? all all all stoner portals rated it 4/10... 3/10... huh! :D) and like the latest, horrendous, shitty, and monotonous Start The Machine. Come back home, Eddie, the Manchu need you. // What’s the point of writing reviews like this? Do you really care about what’s in an album? I don’t. :))
Voto:
In short, after the departure of "Eddie Ciao-IO-SONO-I-FU-MANCHU Glass", Fu Manchu gather together and produce a perfect collective work, pure power, sonic devastation, an earthquake for the speakers. For every pluck of the bass, there’s a kick drum thump, for every riff from Hill, there’s a howl of feedback from Bob Balch. Of course, there isn't a single minute where you turn up the volume more than another, because there is no longer any wizard standing out above the rest (indeed... 4/5).
Voto:
But still, something is missing to compete with in search of... but we're in 1997, Kyuss have split up, and Scott isn't a fool, so he calls Mister BRANT BJORK, who arrives at the studio exclaiming "hello, my name is power." Thus, there’s a change of course without an actual change of course; only after many listens do you realize there's no Glass, because you're caught up with Brant's kick drum, Scott's fuzz, and, for some unknown reason, it must be divine justice, in this work Brad Davis plays the bass, he really plays it, even shooting out the introductions—something never seen before.
Voto:
What kbps do you have it at?
Voto:
You’re Wrong to Take Me Seriously (Frank Zappa)
Voto:
Anyway, I like you, sign up, really.
Voto:
Well, I don't give a damn about what Patton thinks. Just like me, he's an arrogant, full-of-himself jerk. If he likes punk, good for him. But I didn't say "I want," I said "if I had to choose one." Do I just make you smile? Come on, I’ll make you a little envious too... go on... say it...