Bartleboom

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Grido Io, Grido
Grido Io, Grido
16 aug 11
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There is no doubt, with comment 11 you unleashed "a hip hop soul that we had rarely had the chance to see before!" Luckily...
Grido Io, Grido
Grido Io, Grido
16 aug 11
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Holy shit, the years go by, but you keep listening to truly shitty music. Vasco, Ligabue, J-Ax... You’re missing Negramaro, and then you went full brown royal flush. Almost 30,000 reviews didn’t help you climb even a single step on the musical evolutionary ladder. In 10,000 years, a team of researchers will find the remains of your iPod and think that we were still living in trees, killing time playing who can shoot peach pits further with their ass.
Solefald The Linear Scaffold
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Sadness without boundaries...
Necromass Abyss Calls Life
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My feeling is that you are talking about something you don't know very well. The poor technique and the terrible recording quality could have been valid points about twenty years ago, but today black metal has evolved enormously from its extremist and minimalist roots that you (probably) are referring to. I've never really liked black metal, on the contrary, but it is enough to listen to a well-known album like Storm of the Light's Bane (the first one that comes to mind) to find admirable technique and high-level composition. Recently, for example, I was very impressed by Gin by Cobalt, an American duo that blends black with "post" à la Neurosis and Tool-like sounds. Then again, tastes are tastes and shouldn't be debated, but to reduce black metal to ignorant music for ignorant people seems frankly an anachronistic argument to me.
Clint Eastwood Changeling
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Just finished watching. The first part is a solid 5: ruthlessly gripping in the way events unfold relentlessly, yet never overstepping in tone, as well as conveying a total sense of helplessness to the viewer. I liked the second part less: the applause during the trial feels like a spinoff of Scent of a Woman. Moreover - at least for me - the narrative tension built up to that point primarily revolves around the mother’s story and very little around the child's in a strict sense. In the last half hour, a sort of "calm resignation" sets in, so that, after all, whether this child is found or not matters to you, yes, but only to a certain extent. I share with the reviewer some doubts about Jolie's choice: all the other women in the film appear disheveled, unmade up, poorly dressed... in such a context, Jolie’s glossy lips are a jarring contrast and somehow give an unpleasant sense of "fiction." Not my favorite of Eastwood, but still a great film.
Fabri Fibra Tradimento
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The fact is that I hate fish. It doesn’t satisfy me. Even "noble" fish like, I don’t know, sea bass, don’t really say anything to me. The only exception is monkfish (although the risk is it might be a bit too oily...) and carpaccios (salmon, swordfish, tuna tartare). A completely different story for crustaceans and mollusks: mussels, clams, scampi, sea urchins... they drive me crazy. I could eat them endlessly. So for tomorrow, I decided to go with a menu of only crustaceans and mollusks. Grilled shrimp and scampi, mussels in sauce (peppered) and in salad (dressed simply with oil, lemon, and parsley), true clams (also in salad), and sea urchins. As a side, I was thinking of an avocado salad. If anyone wants a first course, just let me know and at most I’ll whip up some linguine with lobster on the fly.
Daniel Mustard Daniel Mustard
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I sincerely apologize to the reviewer for a remark that I can only describe as disheartening, but I just couldn't resist. Great review: short and effective, just how I like it. If in 10 lines you can make me want to go listen to someone I've never even heard of, it means you've done a good job, more or less like a death metal drummer. For the record: I'm not crazy about the guy, but I don't find him repulsive either. Well done.
Daniel Mustard Daniel Mustard
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Almost essential with boiled meat.
Necromass Abyss Calls Life
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"Oblique" melody in the sense of hybrid, straddling pure melody (understood as absence of tension, suspension, pleasant to listen to) and dissonance. This is not a particularly aggressive album in terms of sound, but you would never call it "melodic": the atmospheres are always sick, suspended, a mix of dreamlike and horrific. Seven lives ago, my guitar teacher used the adjective oblique to define the hexatonic scale precisely to convey the ideal of "never really resolving." And that’s all you need to know about shrimp.
Necromass Abyss Calls Life
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I confirm Mr. Specchio's version: we are talking about an album from '96 that, at the time of its release, was very well received by critics and appreciated (perhaps especially) by those who didn't fully digest traditional black. Here, the focus is more on the atmospheres and certain oblique melodies rather than on outbursts or aggression for its own sake. 5 balls may be an exaggeration, but it remains a nice record.