ajejebrazorf

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CCCP - Fedeli alla linea 1964-1985. Affinità-divergenze fra il compagno Togliatti e noi...
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Dude, you're shooting yourself in the foot: it's clear they've done mediocre things too, but are you really judging a group you don't know based on the fact that your buddies listen to them, idiots and all? I think of some people to whom I played "I've got a big one" and now they're convinced that Zappa's level is that, who cares about Zappa's social (and political) critique, who cares if he held dodecaphonic concerts. I completely share what bogus said, there are provocations (they're not ridiculous buffooneries, given the awareness behind them; otherwise, Duchamp's urinal is ridiculous, they talk about it in Brian Eno's review), there's an aesthetic behind it that's aware of the ugly and the unpleasant like many groups before them, and putting them on the same level as a moron like Burzum is really out of place, especially since there's a lot of reasoning. We've already talked about the fact that politics shouldn't be there as a form of flattery. But if there's reasoning, I don't mind, whether it's right-wing or left-wing, a reasoned opinion is by its very nature political. Not allowing space in music for reasoning is a bit populist; without reasoning (which can also come from pure music), everything is on the same level as Spears. Also, if music communicates nothing (take this sentence in a broad sense), it means nothing to me. As has been said, they don't do propaganda; they're neither ska-p nor Guccini, nor Area, nor Modena City Ramblers, to cite some easy fist-up groups. You can't extrapolate a phrase like that and want to label them as racist or communist at all costs because Ferretti definitely escapes easy labels. One more thing: you're oversimplifying too much by talking about communist philosophy. Without wanting to delve into it, the failure of the practical implementation of communist theory certainly doesn't detract from the sophistication of a thinker like Marx; in short, to dismiss it as nonsense so lightly, I'd think twice about that (not because I'm left-wing, which certainly doesn't mean, as some people would want, that I'm "communist").
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Can I disagree about the dismantlings? I've found myself being dismantled several times across various genres. I mentioned "cacca dance, jungle drum'n'bass" and they played me Squarepusher, Spring Heel Jack, and the rest. I said cacca metal, and now I know a few bands. I said cacca punk, and I discovered Gun Club, Minutemen, CCCP and changed my mind. I still stand by cacca reggae (and even more by cacca ska), but lately I've heard some reggae that I liked, and for ska, I'm really into some of Fishbone's stuff (Party at Ground Zero is really nice). I hope to be dismantled often (in the figurative sense, of course).
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Thanks, I appreciate it and return the favor, but I send the healthy back to the Tatar sender. Anyway, I bring to your attention an obscure group from Casteddu that sang "I know you like the belt" and especially the very delicate (speaking of images in the lyrics) "the wind messes up my balls."
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beautiful "the air conditioning nightmare" and "everyone I went to high school with is dead." I remind you of the evergreen gem from Zappa "i promise not to come in your mouth," which I won't translate.
CCCP - Fedeli alla linea 1964-1985. Affinità-divergenze fra il compagno Togliatti e noi...
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Yes, but have you listened to Coltrane? (you asked for it :))
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Now I cheat, I dig my own grave:
It was a fruitful year for wheat, like never before: everything was in abundance.
Those who were chronic sick and desired death finally surrendered their souls to God... their souls to God... their souls to God.
In the days of great storms the sky was red,
the rain carried with it the dust from overseas deserts.
The old men said: there will be war...
the old men said: there will be war.
No one paid heed to their words and no one did anything...
NO ONE DID ANYTHING!
What could be done against the prophecy?
We just sang for whole days...
we sang for whole days until we lost our voices,
to consume all the old songs,
so that none would remain to be tainted by time...
so that none would remain.
... when people catch a glimpse of the first corpse in the street, they turn their heads,
they vomit and lose consciousness...
they vomit and lose consciousness.
You first feel the tremor in your knees,
then you can't breathe and your head spins.
Cold water and light slaps are helpful in these cases.
If the fainting person does not recover, lay them on their back and raise their legs in the air.
If that day's corpse was a relative or a neighbor, do not let them approach and look:
the wounds caused by grenades usually lead to new fainting...
the wounds caused by grenades usually lead to new fainting
and there is never much time available, NEVER.
There is never much time available, NEVER.
It is advisable to cry...
It is advisable to cry...
It is advisable to cry... it does good to the heart.
But there is not much time for that either.
There is never much time available.
If the city is under siege, the bravest should be sent to try to bring opaque plastic bags for the corpses.
If they do not return, the dead must be wrapped in white sheets.
Please: cover the dead, either in the proper bags or in white sheets,
they cannot be buried without.
It is not advisable to bury them without,
it spreads panic...
it spreads panic: the fear of death easily becomes the fear of being buried the same way,
without a white cloth, without a piece of black plastic around.
Burial takes place at night, ALWAYS, remember this: burial takes place at night
for security reasons, therefore, before the burial, one must ascertain the identity of the deceased.
In the case of dismembered bodies, it is essential to precisely determine the pieces that belong to each body.
If mistakes still occur, it is better to avoid admitting it later:
ONE MUST NEVER ADMIT A MISTAKE.
For the dead, it is the same.
If near the person who has been buried, at the place of the killing, there are some body parts, and the burial has already taken place, do not throw the remains in the trash... do not throw the remains in the trash, because usually hungry dogs arrive... then hungry dogs arrive.
The best thing, if one has time and willingness, is to collect in a bag everything
that is left and bury it on the surface near the grave.
Care must be taken that the family does not notice because they perceive the corpse as a whole
and such fragmentation would represent for them a further painful frustration.
In war, no one is crazy, or at least, this cannot be asserted about anyone.
Many of those who were crazy before the war behave very well during the war,
like brave fighters.
And they believe in the ideas of their leaders.
In war, no one is intelligent: you must not believe the truths of anyone.
The long discussions on the senselessness of war by the former professor,
in a blink of an eye, transform into a savage war cry, as soon as he learns that his child is down, dead in the street.
Do not remember anything.
Try to sleep without sleep.
You must adorn yourself with amulets, and have faith that they will help you.
Have faith in any dream.
Have faith in any sign.
Listen carefully to your belly... your belly: THE BELLY!
Act according to
CCCP - Fedeli alla linea 1964-1985. Affinità-divergenze fra il compagno Togliatti e noi...
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:-) Odessa doesn't appeal to me much, but come on, now Arbeit at the level of Tropicana yeah is a tad hyperbolic... anyway, it wasn't Stratos writing them (who had noticeable issues with hair loss due to drugs), but the boss of Cramps, I think.