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DeAge™ : 7678 days • Here since 3 june 2005
Les 4 Guitaristes De L'Apocalypso Bar World Tour 1998
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I haven't found it... Mr. Macaco, are you not slipping a link? Always interesting suggestions, thank you.
Percival Everett Deserto Americano
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Hello, ladies and gentlemen. I then got back to the book, but I had to leave it already at page 114 due to unavoidable commitments that persist, which I’m escaping just to thank you for your generous comments and confirm that I imagined correctly: things are moving and complicating right outside the supermarket. - The little page was written for a specific addressee, but it’s actually intended for everyone, of course - @Fosca: when the book (once finished and sent) comes back to me, I’ll be happy to lend it to you, miss :)- @ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ: the one by Benati is in the shopping cart of IBs (now overflowing, almost 40 titles) that I never manage to send the order for. What should I do, remove it? - @Blech: The shoes still haven’t returned home; as soon as that happens, I promise to contact you, and if you’re around, we could meet with two glasses - @Monsignor Sphascia: and why not? After the miss Fosca has had it, I assume you are not in a hurry, Monsignor - @Megafuzzu & Fusillo: hey, happy to see you again - @Azzo: damn, it’s true, two years have passed since the last little page of music! Miiiii, how time flies! In reality, I don’t have “more serious things to do (except) to build on ruins and keep myself alive,” but I can’t write unless it comes to me naturally. If something comes to mind, I’ll be happy to follow up on the poem saved from... - @PIXIES77: but don’t say that, no one is superfluous in the public square of DeBaseriota. It’s just a narrative stratagem, let’s say - @Everyone: have a good day.
David Sylvian Manafon
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@Kosmo: I fled from Villa Arzilla some time ago, the quality of the nursing staff has unfortunately collapsed (and the kitchens have worsened further) - Rankings: this year I listened almost exclusively to Valente and Natalino Otto, who, however, I don't think released any records in 2009. My hit remains "Solo me ne vò (per la città)" - Hello
David Sylvian Manafon
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Well, you were the missing piece, Punisher. Now, do me a favor and keep your distance for once: I'd like to respond to my interlocutor. Thank you. - @ PVC: I'm sure you understood perfectly well what I meant, including "alternative of the mutual," and I'm not intending to start a dialogue with you now. However, I need to clarify a few things that concern me since you're talking about them. 1) The musicians I'm referring to are not just people I know; I have their records, I've listened to them, and (rarely) I listen to them again, but I've also promoted and sold their albums (I had a record store specializing in "avant-gardes," contemporary music, improvised music, jazz in its broadest sense, "real" ethnic music, etc.). I've personally met some of the most significant musicians to me over the last 40 years, and I've seen so many concerts that I can't even count them. During the years, up until about fifteen years ago, I collaborated in organizing some showcases of improvised music. All of this, of course, means nothing to me except that I generally talk about things I know, in addition to the fact that I'm fully aware of the limits of my tastes—sometimes horrible and indefensible—and I couldn't care less. Just like I couldn't care less about the opinion of any random person, while not compromising on the tone with which it’s expressed. Because outside of here, a tone like that would have cost him at least a couple of teeth. - 2) The newspapers I'm referring to are the magazines, both print and online, that excellently condense an adolescent approach to music, filled with low-level intellectualism and literary cravings, fandom, a tendency towards hyperbole, and a desire to establish an image of oneself, an identity, through the supposed exclusivity or peculiarity of one's listens (a mechanism very functional to the music industry, by the way, at every level, including what's called independent). This adolescent approach is not, of course, exclusive to adolescents, but I've noticed, with increasing astonishment, that it also exists among my peers. - 3) And, here, I’m linking back to your pathetic posts where you used "old age" as an insult, I’m 50 and I don’t hate anyone, let alone an uncertain and non-existent category. However, I do engage in disdain (and I try to behave accordingly) and, even in this case, I am not influenced by age-related factors. - 4) The collection you find on my profile consists almost exclusively of titles present on DeBaser, and not even all of them, just those I felt like clicking "add to your collection." I have, between vinyl and CDs, quite a few more records and a few thousand in mp3 format. I fear your deductions are based on criteria that are not too reliable. But, again, it doesn't count for anything: despite listening to music for at least 35 years and having my highly debatable opinions, I would never allow myself to do what you did, namely use that disdainful tone with someone who declares tastes different from mine. - 5) You could have written anything about Gautier; they're opinions. You wouldn't have offended any Majesty. You can understand how much I wouldn’t have cared. You have your opinion, like everyone else. But I realize it's impossible for you to understand this, given your reaction when I expressed my opinion on this album. That's why I don't consider this post a part of a dialogue, but exclusively as a response to your statements concerning me. And of course, I have no interest regarding your preferences in the folk realm. - Well, I think everything is clear. Regards.
Fastball Painting The Corners - The Best of Fastball
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I'm ready to translate your text, but it seems you haven't provided it yet. Please share the text you'd like me to translate.
Fastball Painting The Corners - The Best of Fastball
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:) and I imagine you didn't miss out on a few shakes either. CiaU
Cop Shoot Cop Ask Questions Later
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Not at all, Monsignor Sphascia, I wouldn’t even dare to imagine your state of confusion. I was simply curious; as you know, curiosity is a feminine trait. Devoted regards.
David Sylvian Manafon
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So you insist. So you're even more foolish than you seemed. And you even attempt the pathetic endeavor of trying to teach others. You, with your damn review that says one by one the same things and even in the same terms as others that appeared before on the internet and in youth magazines, both in Italian and in English, after a hundred comments where you repeat your mantra as an alternative hipster wanting everyone to know you’re familiar with Brotzmann, Baley, and AMM, almost as if you discovered them yourself, while also dispensing scornful judgments on tastes and opinions of others since you arrived. Alright, I’ve spent enough time on you; continue to enlighten the masses, we were just waiting for a poor soul like you to know what is reprehensible and what isn't. - P.S. my buttocks are firm and fresh, your smothering kisses, you can stop kissing them.
David Sylvian Manafon
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Presumptuous as hell, mind your own business, because I wasn't the one taking care of your listens. The presumption is that of a fool writing posts like yours. As for mediocrity, I don’t know a worse kind than that of childish fools convinced they are so enlightened that they can judge other people's tastes. Yes, you can keep kissing my ass.
David Sylvian Manafon
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Hey, youngster, I'm going back to listen to what I like. When I want the opinion of a little one who thinks they've discovered hot water, I'll keep you in mind. For now, you can kiss my ass.