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Go write your praises on the singer-songwriter's website. You'll see that they'll surely appreciate it there. Here, I don't know if you've understood it yet, it's not the place. You're only risking, as you've seen, curses, insults, slanders, threats, and ugly things. After all, you write such enormities that I can understand if someone has a moment of madness... but if masochism and heroism (for its own sake) are your passions, as I've already mentioned regarding other matters, keep letting yourself be crushed. You'll surely enjoy it. After all, you told me that the thoughts of others don't count for you. But what about the effects?

After a while, uds, I got tired. She doesn’t care about others and their opinions, you said. But you have no right to persecute them, and what they wrote must mean something, right? Or do you think you can just ignore it? I told you... Did you see how many appreciated this album and her opinion? And come on, this isn’t a review. It’s an ode to her idol. Where’s the impartiality? And would she have the audacity to teach something to others? She is just a poor immature kid, provoking, indeed... She wouldn’t recognize a masterpiece even if it were shoved under her nose for two hours. In fact, I even doubt she realizes the meaning of the word "masterpiece." Let alone the pleasure of music. I still consider this and the review of "Cuorincoro" a genuine offense to good taste and a mockery by this questionable character. The other mockery is "reading" the absurdities of this uds. With 468 comments, she must feel like a star by now and probably considers herself a diva. Of idiocy, in light of the facts.

Now I am certain: you are a genius. Wake up from your ugly nightmare. You still need psychological assistance, not to mention Daolio and Gigi D'Alessio and their "simple" tastes and Sanremo (and who knows how much other TV) that YOU watch because you have nothing better to do. Wake up from the bad trip that continues to distort anything that, through the mirror of your confused mind, makes you see things that exist only for you. It is perfectly pointless to try to arrogantly explain things to others of which, at twenty, you know very little or nothing at all, and to even have the presumption of being right. It's downright foolish, as you have amply demonstrated by now. The worst part is that you still don't want to realize it. You are an uneducated egocentric, not an expert with third-grade level discussions. (I am surprised by your "scientific maturity," assuming you have achieved it). You don't even have a sense of humor and are as narrow-minded as a person with "fresh" views could be at your age. I am over forty, and I've met enough idiots like you to make me want to vomit by now. But you, with the arrogance you manage to show from the depths of your manners (and your poor human education), almost surpass them all. Not to patronize you, but you are living your twenties very poorly if you treat life’s matters as you are leading this grotesque "exchange" of opinions with me. And NOT because you listen to Nomadi or D'Alessio (which personally does not bother me) but because of the rude and crude ways you display behind a mindset from the '50s countryside. Since I am a working person (unlike you, who seems to have no grasp on the meaning of forums for many people, and who arrogantly takes on the role of judge of how others spend their free time enjoying music), instead of wasting time here with a deaf person like you and a spoiled twenty-year-old repeating nonsense, I will definitively cut ties (there’s nothing worthwhile for me to do with you, given that you are a genius) and I wish you the best for a life less foolish than the one you are leading. If you should have a girlfriend or a wife, I can't even imagine what Kafkaesque situations you would subject her to. If you have friends, please ask them to say something at least decent about you. If you are single, keep it up. With your charming personality (and I’m sure I’m not the first to point this out to you), you will remain that way for quite a while. Lower your wings, fly lower, speak with measure about what you know (or think you know), and be more humble. Moreover, wise master, learn to make better use of form as well. Anyone with a bit of life experience (NOT you, obviously) knows that good form can greatly help substance. But unfortunately for you, you don’t even know this, being so caught up in wanting to convince us that your world is the best possible. And therein lies your real problem. A big one at that. I have my years for a reason, kid. Learn the values of respect for those who know more than you. Not necessarily me. Goodbye.

Question: but what else can you expect from someone with the nickname "Maccio Capatonda," huh?
Cheer up, Pibroch, unfortunately, debaser is crawling with unpleasant characters like this one (who is not the first and, alas, will not be the last). The important thing is, as I always say, to IGNORE them. In other words: either they learn (as someone above has already written here) some manners and behave like good children, or they can take their nonsense, which has nothing to do with music, elsewhere. Note: at the fish market, fish is sold, not cold cuts. The only thing I read that is "cold cut" in the creator of this reference is the brain mass, which in truth is quite little.

.....let me bring...songs from the wood....how many times with "my" drummer we have sung it with a smile before picking up our instruments and starting to jam..... . I even remember it as the introduction to Alan Stivell's concerts in the late '70s. It’s a good review, written by a Tull lover, and it's evident. In my opinion, it’s also the work where Anderson's folk tendencies emerge with the greatest vigor. Perhaps this is why some people, now as then, turn up their noses a bit because the "prog" vein is less in the spotlight. It doesn't matter; the Tull album is one of those beautiful ones for a period (’77) full of bursts of novelty that would radically shake the musical landscape. Welcome to Pibroch and thank you for your convincing debut.

Dear wise one, I don't need to comment on your stratospheric and childish nonsense, as the world is full of fools (from Latin deficere = to be lacking in something), and you, with all due respect, are just one among many; therefore, there is certainly no need for people like you. I'm sorry, but I've avoided a para-offensive tone several times, yet with folks like you, the "polite" systems seem not to work. After all, if you still haven't understood it from the responses and comments directed at you by the debasers on this board, you are truly a pathological example of blatant and recidivist stupidity. Anyone, I mean anyone can read the clumsy interventions you've made, writing in flawed Italian with convoluted and distorted ideas on this board and that of Perigeo. Your obvious inability to understand, write, think clearly, and want to prove absurd things (which are also useless, by the way) is evident to everyone. Someone with a bit of common sense (of which, in light of what you write, I believe you lack) should at least think it over and consider accordingly. Believe me, you would do well to seek help. Moreover, I am not a "know-it-all" (what an elegant term you use!), but someone who, like you, listens to music with less presumption of believing that mine is "better" than yours. If you are around twenty, you would do well to see a psychologist; I repeat it to you; your obsessions can still be treated at this age. Then, do as you like. You have already made me understand a lot about you (unfortunately). And not just to me, I believe. Listen to me, reread the enormities you have written, think about it and reflect well on what you have written, the sense that all this has or should have (according to you), the usefulness that should derive from it (we are in a forum, remember that), the absolute lack of respect and ethics toward what is different from how you suppose things should be; ultimately, even if you want to take this "test," honestly give yourself some answers. If everything is still considerabile as OK, unblemished, and repeatable in the same way, then I fear there is really little to be done. Otherwise, we can continue this "exchange" for a while longer, perhaps. I'm throwing the ball back to you, genius. See to it that you play it well. So far, people are laughing at you. I do not. You scare me.

Nice review, Renzo. I won't hide that I read it intrigued by Anne Dudley; she made my eyes and ears pop back in the days of Art Of Noise, and I've always thought of her as tough and "post-modern with her feet... in mid-air." I must say that thanks to your style, this album piques my curiosity and stimulates me. If you could be so good as to include a couple of samples, the dish would be even more delicious... but it's up to you. Anyway, thanks for the tip.

For you: it is truly sad to read what I had to read. If I were your father, I would take you to a psychotherapist; you have serious problems. This is really the last time you will read me. Don't bother responding further; you don't deserve to be read precisely because you are not a serious person and, moreover, in your fanciful world, you mistake flutes for bottles. I see I've only wasted valuable time listening to you. Make peace with your heart because I won’t open this page again and I will make sure to avoid you whenever the opportunity arises. I really don’t have time to waste. Go and haunt someone else with your nonsense and obsessions and your childish games, and good luck, because you will need it, if you haven't realized that yet.

Given the insistence and urgency, I won’t hesitate any longer. Mr. Uds, what I think about the Nomads is simply that I don’t like them. Just as I don’t like that useless tone of provocation in you between "Us and you," "this is good, that is bad," "this is worth it and that isn’t," said in a challenging tone as if there were a war going on. Aren’t the existing divides enough for you? Must everything always be reduced to black and white, with no shades of gray? Is it necessary to throw mud at others to feel cleaner? Beyond the music you listen to (or think you listen to), unfortunately, I see blindness and, excuse me, also bravado. Personally, I have no ambition to demonstrate a supposed "superiority" of my musical choices over yours (because in fact it does not exist, as it cannot be proven) but I expect at least as much from you towards those who choose to listen to music of a certain caliber, this time indeed demonstrable, where the intrinsic, historical, and musical value is evident. After all, it’s a way to express and demonstrate one’s education, if there is any. I greet you and invite you to reflect.

Uds, out of curiosity, what is the degree you have obtained? Do you know what a "sermon" is? Are you fully aware of the things you write? Do you believe you truly possess the intellectual elements or knowledge to allow yourself such a "high" profile? And just to give you a quiz, given your frequent television appearances, can you tell me what music is and what its fundamental elements are? Do you know how many notes the musical staff consists of? Do you know the difference between a violin and a viola? How old are you, out of curiosity, because so much arrogance and haughtiness can be dangerous in a young person. There are also even more dangerous elements of mental confusion that are even more concerning. If you really want to convince the audience of this forum of the validity of your statements, I am (relatively) worried about your mental health. You will not receive any further replies from me. I wish you the best of luck in life, because from what I read, you cannot go very far. Enjoy D'Alessio, Nomadi, Ferro, Ramazzotti and the "singing" company, continue like this if it makes you happy. But please, stay away from serious matters and spare us your truly pathetic "sermons" on what is right or wrong, Mr. God.