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Yes, dear miss, I dress in black just for you. But don’t make such a fuss, the honor is all mine. No, I can’t hear, "the site has been blocked" a little line in the DePlayer tells me. I’m a computer illiterate, so... But one of these days I'll find an unlocker. Bai bai.

I'm back in black on Debaser, having temporarily set aside the gray suit, to greet you, Alessandra. It's curious to randomly come across your record featuring performances of P. Glass's pieces and to find you here on these "pages" with this exercise in "musicaetica." I'm very happy with your choice to reveal yourself, a bit disappointed that I can't hear, due to "technical" reasons, the samples you've attached. But I trust you. And I look forward to listening to your new work as well. Bye. P.S. do you know where I can find it, this? :)

Lavelle is really clever. Probably very smart too. Definitely clever, very clever. I used to prefer this to Never, but now I've changed my mind.

Blondie, I've spared you, but don't push it. I'll tell you more privately, believe me. You won't get off that easily after all the slanders you spread. I see that I can spare you the list of nonsense you've thrown around, and I'm happy to do it. Keep up your pretty clueless act as long as you think it might work. And many lovely things, still.

Well, Aeneas, are you kidding or are you serious? Franco Simone? "...the fabric is probably there? Franco Simone is the living proof that social commitment in music doesn't always pay off." Social commitment and Franco Simone? What the hell are you reading? Now explain it to us: was that irony? Well, it didn’t work; it wasn’t clear. And this nice record doesn’t deserve such generosity from you. It seems you want to shift your little grudge from the comments to the reviews. But that's a slippery slope leading to a dead end, seemingly just to support a fabricated thesis that forcefully pitted different things against each other, favoring some at the expense of others. But why are you doing this? With the result of talking about this record in such enthusiastic terms? I don't know, if someone is a bit sentimental and generous, it deserves a 3. But even just a tenth more is already a disservice. At the expense of any record by at least ten more significant Italian authors. And even musically richer. Sure, darling, tastes are tastes. If these are yours, fine. But I don't believe you. The use of the title in your winter campaign is too evident. However, this review is really ugly. I'll go dark only for today, just for you, just to tell you: no, write as you know, in favor of music and the pleasure of reading you. Bai (I won’t respond to any possible reply of yours, not in public, darling).

I return, after a couple of months, to apologize again for the nonsense scattered among the comments on the perfect review. And to thank JohnOfPatmos: I really like this album. I like it a lot.

Done. Adieu.

Ah, was it for me? Notices kept coming from the gray background of this review... How sweet! Well, I don’t think I’ve tried to hide that I’m a loser. It’s my category of belonging, my cramped perspective. What’s yours? But why all this attention? When someone is full of themselves, the best thing to do is to ignore them completely. As far as I’m concerned, I have no intention of resisting your invitations for long. I fade away with a certain pleasure. Many beautiful things.

ZiOn, that album is ancient; in truth, it's not an invasion, but a departure... Then, starting from his early shorts, it always seemed to me to encounter her, here and there, among his most successful films, that declaration of intent. I don't know if it has ever been reissued on CD; it wasn't a bad album...

But where have you been, then, Michele?