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The first one is beautiful, this one is fucking horrible.

What a shame though to read Hip Hop under Necro, if it were up to him the Zulu Nation would be on fire and Bambataa in prison :))

Hey Man... Whatta Fuck?!?!? I Don't Caremudaphakka Cause I Neeed DRRRRRRRRRRUUUUUUUUGGGGGG, Streets CS Crack an Druggun When I'm on The Sage I'm The King Of MicroPhone. / I would give this story a 9/5 / Do you have NonPhixion? In my opinion, here Ill Bill expresses himself very well but not at his best; he also has a magnificent piece in the last album by the Beatnuts, which I think came out in November 2003, he's in the single "Yae Yo." Anyway, Psychological + Def Jux now means Rap, besides them I think the only ones left are me, Blackalicious, and the Def Jux buddies outside the label, the rest is watery shit, nice Taunus throw Budokhan Mikephone goin on an on an on.

I thought it came from the Dutch coffee shop chain... you know how it is... Jim Morrison makes you think about certain things :)))

I don't see anything genius in Waters, reasoned, not genius.

Vrensis, but Virus, when are you bringing it to review on De-B? We’re missing cornerstones of Drum N Bass to review, like Jhon Lee Hooker, or great guitarists like Dodi Battaglia... in short, there’s plenty for you to sink your teeth into, come on, make it happen.

Mr... it's Vrensis, not francis, do you remember Frengo & Stop from Mai Dire Gol (A. Albanese)? His assistants were Virus & Vrensis, try to say it in Frengo's tone... << Hey Vrensis... pighià à Gumplanara >> You'll see, it fits him perfectly, this guy is so Vrensis, let’s call things by their proper name.

You're right, you've interpreted this wrong, but we also have to consider that we have a different standard of judgment here; however, from your latest comments, it seems you've adapted to the "trend." I don't experience the Doors as a journey into the subconscious, but rather as a clear X-ray; there are no instrumental complications that require a careful listen with headphones after obsessively fine-tuning the equalizer. It's a homogeneous and spontaneous sound... I don’t know if I made myself clear, but time is what it is :D

I was about to start the review... luckily, I checked first. Grass, you really surprised me when I was on vacation :) / As for the Dark... I can't find a damn thing. Not even in the lyrics, let's not confuse the delirium of non-presence from LSD with the sadness of non-presence of the Darkettoni. Yes, Jim didn't feel part of this world, but at least when this album was released, it didn't seem to sadden him that much, from what I gather from the notes. In my opinion, this is one of the first records that minimized the Blues matrix (minimized doesn’t mean there's no blues :D, we’re in the 60s, plenty of blues, but a lot of the Cream, just to name one :D), giving space to a more drugged-up and "modern" melody. Of course, the Darkettoni were influenced by Morrison, that’s true, but then let’s take Mozart's requiem and end up saying that’s the first dark record :)) / Ballads for people who aren’t on this earth but couldn't care less about being here, that’s what this second album is. Grass, (but does your nickname have Dutch origins or something else?) I can only correct your GREAT review with a small nitpick: I would swap the adjectives you assigned to Alabama Song and Light My Fire; in Alabama, there’s LSD, there’s the journey and let’s say “intellectuality,” and in LMF, there’s raw, instinctual alcohol, no thoughts, just actions. It's a crime that this record has so few comments. << Break On Through... Otherwise, what the hell are you doing? >> ;)

Vrensis... how much you make me want to throw up... I am speechless.