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DeRank : 8,55
DeAge™ : 7676 days • Here since 3 june 2005
Miharu Koshi & Harry Hosono Jr. Swing Slow
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A warm farewell, I greet you with two fingers of Lagavulin and this cotton in my ears.
Si iu leta.
My Sister's Machine Diva
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Well, you're generous, DeMa. This is certainly better than the next one, but back then I surely wouldn't have given it 5 stars, and re-listening to it now at random, I think a 4 is more than enough. It's the album of a "second tier" band; I remember it being nice, tight, and without any major dips. I believe there's a certain influence from AIC due to the singer's presence, but to give it the highest rating is a stretch, at least for my tastes. I think I gave the vinyl away years later. In my opinion, nangaparbat above is right: compared to the two bands mentioned (or Green River, for that matter), they didn't have the same thickness and "depth." But I know you're driven by sincere passion, and I understand your 5.
Pacifico Musica leggera
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Bravò
Jan Jelinek Loop-Finding-Jazz-Records
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Then the pandemic lockdown ends and you vanish.
Leave some in the drawer, release them sparingly.
I liked this record.
Chris Noonan Babe, maialino coraggioso
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Seen!
Very enjoyable, and James Cromwell is fantastic.
Thank you Joe, to you and your mother.
Ghostpoet I Grow Tired But Dare Not Fall Asleep
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I haven't been around for a while, but he has an obvious talent, so I'll look for him, thanks.
Sugai Ken UkabazUmorezU (不浮不埋)
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Listened.
The choice of a haiku now seems almost physio tautological to me.
µ-Ziq Chewed Corners
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His best, for me. It will probably be due to the significant and familiar presence of the idolitrina.
Best regards.
Bohren & der Club of Gore Geisterfaust
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The page tumbles, slowly but persistently, around the same concepts, creating a vaguely claustrophobic atmosphere as if generated by the very music it discusses. In this sense, it can be considered almost perfect. To the record: 3.5/4.
Penguin Cafe The Imperfect Sea
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It's true. I followed the path with initial, proverbial skepticism (when the father died, I thought it was right for everything to end with him): the son has progressively developed his own sound, not too distant from the paternal one, but recognizable. Listening to the works in chronological order is clear proof of this.
I believe that the latest one, "Handfuls of Night" from 2019, is a tangible demonstration of emancipation, without sharp breaks, from the paternal shadow.
To this, I give a 3.5 that I round up to 4.