Bartleboom

DeRank : 35,89
DeAge™ : 7610 days • Here since 9 august 2005
Soft Machine Volume Deux
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Would you like to sleep with me?
Soft Machine Volume Two
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I'll let you in on a secret: to get rid of you, all I need to do is click the mouse. Send it to the bomb! ;**
verdena endkadenz vol 1-2
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Friend Yorke, I sincerely apologize (I’m not joking) for giving 1 to your review, but these days on the Verzena FB profile, the link to practically every review of EDKDZ Vol II is being posted. Well, I would feel a bit bad if Debasio were mocked on a global scale because you decided to write these 3 lines instead of... you know. Sorry.
Elsa Morante L'Isola di Arturo
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Read more or less at 19, right after high school, it filled me with frustration like few other books in my life. I read and hoped with every line that something would happen, even if it was just the protagonist fucking a sheep. Reading reviews and comments, I’d say it was mostly the right book at the wrong time, as has happened to me with quite a few other books during that same period. I’ll pick it up again...
Iron Maiden The Book of Souls
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Anyway, The Red and the Black is officially the troll song of the year. When I heard it for the first time and got to the "Oh oh oh" part, I immediately categorized it as the dumbest song of the decade. Then I guess my buffering from some porn video cleared up and I got distracted. After that, the connection lagged again, so I went back to listening to the album properly and I said, "This track is awesome! let's see what it's called!" and it was still The Red and the Black, only by then like 6-7 minutes had passed and my arm and my penis were sore.
Iron Maiden The Book of Souls
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And anyway, Debaser is a thousand years ahead in judging the last three Maiden albums. At the time of their release, while much of the web seemed inclined to consider them good if not even excellent albums, Debaser has always been consistent in using them as targets for the annual shit snowball fight. And we were accused of being posers and snobs, of speaking from a biased standpoint. Last night I browsed through various "specialized" sites and found ratings and judgments that reminded me a lot of my report card from junior year, when I failed even in scooter ignition...
Iron Maiden The Book of Souls
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I listened to it just once, and I have to admit there’s really something good about it. There’s this big problem with verbosity, which almost makes me think it’s a way to allow Dickinson to still handle the concerts with dignity... More than anything, it’s crazy how Harris’s choice not to weigh down or modernize the sounds (with the only exception of The X Factor, which, well...) over a span of more than 30 years is proving to be a winning one. Just like with AC/DC. This album practically sounds like Piece of Mind and/or Brave New World: in this way, you cement the trademark and make it immune to any fashion, influence, or contamination. It doesn’t matter what the songs will be like: for 30 years, you know what you’ll find inside an Iron Maiden album. They might not have had the best time in the '90s when crossover and nu-metal were in vogue, but today, with the fact that there’s been no generational turnover and no one rocks like the old glories, their choice is spot on.
My Bloody Valentine Il prossimo Ep dei My Bloody Valentine
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And this review is heading down the drain in 10... 9... 8...
Carol Reed Il terzo uomo
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The vote goes to the final scene...
Malarditi Un po' più in là
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Indeed, Nes is right. While the band is undoubtedly very talented, I think their management needs to wake up, as it's quite absurd that today, in the year of Christ the King 2015, there isn't a single song on the most important (and even less important, to be honest...) listening channels. The funniest thing is that on their Facebook profile, they post videos of their songs, which, however, cannot be viewed because "the video is private." Well... In any case, the review is terrible. I would give you a one-star rating, but doing so would make you leave the page, and it seems to me that this time you talked about people who can actually play. I was saying that the review is dreadful because – like many of your others – it's filled with phrases that (I believe) are supposed to be impactful but instead only serve to make it impossible to understand what the album sounds like. Because sooner or later we will meet in a bar, and you will have to explain to me in your own words what sound "guitars that are never the same as themselves (themselves?!?!?)" have.