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DeAge™ : 7679 days • Here since 3 june 2005
Herbie Hancock Maiden Voyage
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Bad, Flinstone? To me, it seems obvious, more than bad. I think other things are bad. Wow, exactly.
Herbie Hancock Maiden Voyage
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Sorry UXO, I have appreciated on other occasions your passion for writing about jazz and highlighting interesting albums. But it would be good to check for existing reviews on the album you want to write about: in my opinion, the excellent review by Grass was enough. With the immense treasure of jazz still "untouched" in an album that already had an outstanding page, did you really have to write? Anyway, it’s one of Hancock's works that I revisit now and then, always with pleasure. (4.5)
Pissed Jeans Hope For Men
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I believe the mentioned guy is the director of Controradio (or maybe he was, he definitely worked at its foundation) and he is one of my partners in the workshop. Careful Poet: not Eno but Vinologo! Daily wine, another approach, other stories... Bye.
Pissed Jeans Hope For Men
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I couldn't care less about pumpkins either, Sfascia. On these little laws, elsewhere there are conflicting opinions (no one denied the talent, some speculated about "necessity" and personality). I have no doubt that the subject matter is right up Megafuzzu's alley; I’m not really in the mood for such explosive fury, maybe I'll set aside the advice for the day I have it (the urge). After all, pisciasotto starts off well just with the name, and your genuine sympathy for them is an excellent...stimulus? - Bai bai
John Cale Circus
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Well, the concert in Turin you're talking about was quite disappointing, with that band of buddies he took along. Definitely out of this world, though, was the one Gabs is referring to, which came after the release of "Music For A New Society": to experience the magic of that tour, I recommend "Fragments Of A Rainy Season," I believe it's still available. Of course, I have great respect for his career, and some of his albums are essential and very dear to me. I haven't listened to this one yet, and I will, even though in recent years his output has been rather inconsistent in terms of quality...
Doves Lost Souls
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2 reviews of this album, 12 comments in total after 4 and a half years since the release of the first of the two. And today, hundreds of posts about the umpteenth reviews of the usual albums, which will last as long as their value, the time of a saw. This, listened to again after such a long time, is still beautiful. Who knows if any of the many Depassanti will end up here and listen to the album...
Plastikman Consumed
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Better and different from Closer, it seems... I liked Closer, even though many found it too "minimalist." I look for it, I find it, and I'll let you know if the landing was truly wonderful. - P.S. Minkia, Ghemison, even the red pencil...
Boris with Michio Kurihara Rainbow
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I'm looking for this - @ Kosmo: which one have you heard from World's End Girlfriend? I only have "The Lie Lay Land" which I liked quite a bit.. - @ Psycho: and what about the Grails review? Weren't you writing it?
Oi Va Voi Laughter Through Tears
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Hello. Hal. You were tough on these and I liked you for it (maybe I hadn’t read it or maybe I did to the point of not caring about them at all). Now, by a fortunate coincidence, I’m listening to "Digital Folklore," which I believe is the first one and yes, it has a bit of that freeze-dried taste. But it’s a nice album, at least so far (track 4 of 8) that expresses its nature right in the title. Mhhh... track 5 convinces me a lot less :)) - Bye.
Library Tapes Alone in the Bright Lights of a Shattered Life
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In some way, Friedrich Nietzsche seems to contradict Wilde in "The Critic as Artist," or perhaps I'm jumping to hasty conclusions. What’s certain is that I don’t know if I feel like listening to it now, this record. I just found it among the downloaded ones, and since I couldn't remember why I had uploaded it to the mule, I searched here and... perhaps I had already read this nice review. Maybe I'll tell you how it sounded around my place. Or maybe not, in which case adieu.