Enkriko Banned

And anyway, can you believe I should get worked up about people I've never seen face to face or have any idea what they do in life?
But fuck off, right? With all due respect and esteem.
Dude, it's pointless for you to act tough, because the first one with the balls that really matters, at least virtually, is you. And anyway, what the hell do I care, sorry? You don't like the things I write? Fine. Just as long as you all don't keep bothering me, assuming I still write something... you know what I mean.

You bring up this mental health issue every time you're pissed off.
Listen, jerk, you're just a pathetic idiot with a mountain of time to sit in front of your computer 365 days a year. I don't have that luxury.
I knew that by bringing up the things I did, this would happen and it would turn against me...but don’t come to hassle me because if I'm feeling bad and have serious problems, you're completely out of your mind, got it?
Who the hell are you? Who even knows you? Do you want us to get to know each other? Come to the Eels concert and you'll see we can get to know each other… but what the hell do you know, what do you want?
Someone tries to have a moderate conversation and you jump in with your wannabe tough-guy attitude, with a mental and cultural level at zero, shooting down everything and everyone.
And enough already, because there are people here who are clearly lurking like vultures waiting for posts like these... tell me, who’s more normal?

Dude, this story about messages is over and buried, don’t bring it up every damn time, it’s been a month since we’ve even bothered with each other.. do you even live in here?

In fact, "caz" is the only one who, even though he makes me angry, at least stands by his words and says things openly. And I repeat, yes, I’ve written some bullshit too... so what? What do I care about Christ!! And, dear lostinsapce, the "quaquaraquà" is usually someone who talks and doesn’t do anything... idiot. But can you believe it? We have to reduce ourselves online to bickering like idiots because some guy once criticized the bassist in your shitty review of "Pistola abusiva"... and here you bring up issues about growing up that concern someone else… idiot. Do you remember the parable of the bull calling the donkey a cuckold? And then you explain to me why if someone writes something “within bounds” nobody gives a damn, but as soon as they write something a bit “particular,” everyone jumps in to break each other's balls? Does that seem like adult behavior to you? Anyway, thank God I don’t spend much time here anymore.

The squawking parrot told you the date and place of the things he does.
Don't screw with me.
I am neither better nor worse than many others, and it’s enough to cling to trivial nonsense to break people’s souls on this damn site.
And enough with the nonsense of "grow up." But who are you? Who knows you? Have we ever met? We're on this stupid site exchanging idiotic emails for idiotic comments and reviews of which I couldn’t care less. I only get angry because I can’t understand how you can REALLY take all this seriously... but is this really your only form of communication, showcasing, exchanging life ideas?
Does it bother you that much?
And anyway, I didn’t mean to say I’m better than anyone else... idiot, read what I wrote again.

And anyway, there’s no job better or worse than another.
Long live imprecision and, sometimes not always, the ability to throw out even a bullshit on a record.
Great album anyway, I recommend it... if you haven’t listened to it. Stop

I like this one less than the others, still beautiful...

Ah, I had spent all my money this summer to go to the Fury Fest in June... but just think about it...

His records are impossible to find, it's true, but I found a gem at Fnac: a collaboration album that includes Pj Harvey.

So, I spent all my holidays at the computer, I'm a broke idiot who makes theater in life... actually, since you're here, book at the Teatro Litta in Milan in December "Antonio e Cleopatra" or subscribe directly to Teatro Litta because they always need an audience.
Replying to the nonsense... I don't feel like it anymore. To go listen to the gentlemen mentioned above, I drove 1000 kilometers. I like them, I’ve been listening to them for a long time and I know them well. That's it.
I really don't care about who knows more or less about a record or a genre.
As for the various grays, pity is in not authenticating yourself... but you do it because it would annoy you to have a reply on your silly little things?
Well, who’s more childish?
Anyway, this is the last damn post I’ll make in response to the damn provocations that would be welcome if only they were at least fun, but they're not fun at all, exactly.