Bartleboom

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DeAge™ : 7610 days • Here since 9 august 2005
Uriah Heep Abominog
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There was a time - about 15 million years ago... - when I got a bit obsessed with Heep. At Media World, they had many of their albums for €9.90, and I randomly bought a couple, just because they were a band I had often heard of, although I only knew Lady in Black. On that - one and only - occasion, I had incredible luck because I brought home Demons and Wizards and Salisbury, and for a couple of months, Heep became my favorite band of all time. Brimming with excitement, I started buying Uriah records like they were peanuts to toss to a monkey, but I ended up with an embarrassing streak of anonymous discards that I have no memory of, so I stopped... Too bad my obsession with the band ended before I got the album with Satan on the cover.
Thomas Ligotti I canti di un sognatore morto
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It seems very interesting! The only thing that holds me back from going out to buy everything he has published in the last 150 years is the storytelling formula that - with the exception of Carver, Boll, and a very few others - has always bored me to tears... The author's introduction is really excellent: you provide plenty of information and spark curiosity. Well done, well done.
Coil Backwards
Coil Backwards
14 oct 15
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More than anything, this is the dance of punctuation placed like rhythmic ejaculations of brilliant disturbed minds...
Isao Takahata La storia della principessa splendente
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I'm not reading the review because I saw your rating and the commentators' and now I'm too curious to see it. But I'm really glad you're back. Bye bye.
Editors In Dream
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I listened to it a couple of times and I must say I was a bit taken aback. In some parts, it’s very "pop," with immediate melodies and vocal lines and a very catchy approach. In others, it’s extremely dark and elegant. Minimal and very refined. Throughout, there are sounds that—I can’t hide it—make me wrinkle my nose, but in some strange way, they work. It's bizarre how it "plays" with plastic sounds, an exaggerated romanticism, and the typical sampling of the mid-'80s: there are all the ingredients for it to sound like an absurd mess, to come off as a bit tacky and flamboyant. Yet somehow it’s balanced: if you go along with it, it’s really an interesting listen. I can’t say I like it entirely yet, and I’m not sure if it will stand the test of time, but I sincerely thank you for convincing me to listen to it.
duccio chiarini Short Skin - I dolori del giovane Edo
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I watched it today, after lunch, and to be honest, I'm glad I did. It’s very sweet, well-written, and in some parts, it really made me laugh (the sister who has to get the dog to mate, the scene with the prostitute) and some very effective dialogues (the father telling him, "You're not involved" and him replying, "Well, actually, I am"). Well, I might have avoided the whole crisis story between the parents; I understand the need to open another front of "drama" to give depth to the story, but this seemed like an easy choice, and it wasn't even managed that well. Nevertheless, it remains a very pleasant film, very respectful of what it tells. A kind of quail Ovosodo...
Raúl Ruiz La Ville des Pirates
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Monumental and frankly challenging review, although written quite well. On one hand, I admit I was intrigued, but on the other hand, the work - as you describe it - risks being decidedly "too much" for my tastes. Allow me to give you some advice: while the analytical approach to the work is certainly commendable, sometimes the excess of analysis ends up resonating on how the reader perceives the work. Said in bartleboomese: if I get bored reading the review to the end, I start to think that I'll get even more bored watching the film. 5 balls anyway. Bye bye.
Il teatro degli orrori Il teatro degli orrori
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Unfortunately, Capovilla ended up too early among the ranks of the "leaders of a people whose identity is unclear," alongside other figures like Manuel Agnelli and Giorgio Canali. People who, after making great albums, found themselves attributed with the right and duty to "open eyes," to "mature" their listeners. And so, down with songs of protest, references to current events, cultured yet not overly so quotations, lest anyone miss the fact that I’ve read Maiakovskij, with one foot in MTV and the other at a May Day concert, the jab at Finmeccanica, the empathy with the worker... only to then squeeze in some disconcerting banalities and always having a tendency to pontificate even when singing about the heat of summer. I gave this album a half-listen and found myself thinking more than once: "If only this jerk would just shut up for a bit, I could enjoy some damn good music..."
duccio chiarini Short Skin - I dolori del giovane Edo
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What a nice little page! A rather curious fact: it has a lot of sources on the mule. It took me no more than 10 minutes to retrieve it.
Pink Floyd The Piper At The Gates Of Dawn
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I was writing a bit of a long and somewhat unpleasant comment on the review of onanism, but then I thought to myself: "I've got a bike you can ride it if you like." And I realized that this phrase, after more than 40 years, confirms itself as the best method for approaching a woman that has ever been conceived by the human mind. You can't even count the beautiful and intelligent women who have shared their moods with me thanks to this phrase. It is clear, then, that the fact that you only review records that are well-known even to the illegal parking attendant near my office really doesn't matter to me at all. Good job.