Solomon

DeRank : 0,34
DeAge™ : 8241 days • Here since 20 november 2003
Iron Monkey Our Problem
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Moonchild...old gay mountain man! What a pleasure! I haven't read the review. I don't know them. So it's 5 and 5.
Bugo Sguardo Contemporaneo
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I scrolled quickly, I read that someone, I don’t know how, managed to divert the discussion to De Andrè. Whatever. A bit of sense of humor in life? No? Come on.
Bugo. Period. A legend.
John Zorn Filmworks XIV: Hiding And Seeking
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Well, for me, he can even write while using the bidet if the results are like this. In my opinion, he tunes by burping.
Der Blutharsch Time Is Thee Enemy!
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Sorry. I know I’m going to curse, but take it with the twisted look of someone who is deliberately provoking:
so if I listen to "la locomotiva" by Guccini?
Oh, let it be clear because not everyone knows me, I have no idea who these crucchi are and I’ve seen Guccini live 4 times... :/
DJ Shadow The Private Press
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Why don't you tell me a story? Please, tell me a story too... I'm a bad motherfucker.
DJ Shadow The Private Press
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It must be that it's full lagoon, it must be that I'm made like this. But I'm re-listening to it today and, if possible, I like it even more than I remembered. (bad thing memory, really bad. but essential. okay...). Ciccio bello here shits style.
Arcade Fire Funeral
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Rob, let's put the album aside for a moment. Your review is a masterpiece. Perhaps one of the best, if not THE best I've read about this album, even better than the one I wrote elsewhere. Perfect, and I feel touchée; I'm among those who have been buzzing about Radio Dept on their blogs :)))) but Donnie Darko, no way, horror! ;) The album: An album that amazes but is best put away before it starts to become nauseating, to then rediscover it (in six months, in a year) with the same pleasure and surprise, a bit like Bright Light by Interpol. I did that with Interpol, and I don't regret it, and I'll do the same with this one—actually, I've already put it aside a bit... Rob, have you heard Black Mountain? They seriously deserve it; I'm sure you'll like them, they're from Vancouver :D Name: kosmogabri | Date: 20/4/2005 | Rating: — | Album Rating: — this is what kappa wrote in April 2005. Well, today the log says it's January 30, 2007. And I'm listening to this album for the first time. I'm not crazy about it... I know, I know, rushed listening, let it breathe, blablabla... I'm the first to believe in that. But in the meantime, it doesn’t excite me. And that's already something. Then kappa mentions Interpol, and I remember that they had the same effect on me. So I reflect. Later, I think about it, and despite the couple of years that have passed, as much as I've revisited and reassessed Interpol, they still don’t thrill me. And it seems to me that these ones are on a parallel track.
Mike Patton Live @ Deposito Giordani, Pordenone 18-11-2006
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You're right, kosmo, I should...even if it seems a bit ridiculous to me...honestly, I believe that anonymity on the internet is a virtual thing...whether one posts with a fake, an anonymous comment, or with their own account, it hardly changes...it's what is said that matters. If I have to think that certain people have their own "fame" as official users and don't want to "stain" it, and for this reason they make stupid comments or insults anonymously...well, I won't even comment on that: such behavior is childish. That said, I hate censorship...I always hope for common sense.
Mike Patton Live @ Deposito Giordani, Pordenone 18-11-2006
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Honestly: I don't understand. I write here when I feel like it, using de-baser as a service and an opportunity to share experiences. I haven't been here since yesterday, and honestly, I believe something has changed, but that's normal; change is part of things. However, I am amazed every time by the absolute lowliness of many people, who vent their frustrations here (and I believe elsewhere too). What is the need for unnecessary vulgarity? Let it be clear: I am not a prude. On the contrary. The problem arises when vulgarity is used without irony, without spirit. For its own sake. And then this clinginess to each other that reeks of ridiculousness, pasting an identity on one's face to spit out nonsense that one wouldn't dare pronounce aloud. (Or maybe they would, which is even worse). De-abuses? It makes me smile... excuse my outburst. Sol