Mr.Moustache

DeRank : 0,77
DeAge™ : 7595 days • Here since 24 august 2005
Muse The Second Law
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One of the most overrated bands of all time. Unbearably cheesy, as well as nauseating. But that's fine, isn't it? Long live the world to come. A world where strumming three chords as a metrosexual has more value than working in a mine in Sulcis 400 meters deep, without a salary, and with no lungs left..
Giovanni Lindo Ferretti A Cuor Contento
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I'm increasingly surprised to hear people who consider CCCP better than CSI. I love CCCP, but it was with CSI that Ferretti really experimented with something in his life. Europe in the mid-eighties was full of people singing in the same way, with the same instruments and wearing the same wandering dark-wave clothes. Zamboni and he didn't go to Berlin because they were selling the spray that makes your penis bigger. They went because back then, Berlin was the capital of continental punk, and they were twenty years old. If there are still people who go to see him at his shows, it's also for what he communicated with CSI (a period during which he produced avalanches of local bands, giving life to the only truly independent music scene Italy has ever had). If I had written "Emilia Paranoica," at 60 I would be pissed off having to sing it at the top of my lungs dressed like a fool in front of 20,000 sexually repressed post-adolescents whose highest aspiration is to have sex, regularly visit Youporn, and scroll through Facebook. But how can you make such a comparison? It's like trying to compare a dog with tartar control toothpaste. I recommend taking a look at the following links. Enjoy your hibernation. No offense intended, just to be clear.
Giovanni Lindo Ferretti A Cuor Contento
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Sorry nes, but I don't know if you've noticed the sharp change that occurred from the late '80s to the early '90s. We're talking about someone who stopped writing acid/political lyrics to move on to something a "little" more introspective. TV interviews aren't needed to understand that there was very little Bolshevik left in him, at least from my point of view.
Giovanni Lindo Ferretti A Cuor Contento
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I am an atheist. I cannot stand any form of theocracy. I cannot tolerate any kind of religious and/or political fanaticism. I am not a communist, I am not a neo-con, I am not a centrist. Years ago, by chance, I observed him while he was talking about horses in front of Giuliano Ferrara, and I was shocked (not certainly because of the horses or Cerreto Alpi). I admit: I didn't understand his choices, which were, in my opinion, incomprehensible even considering the illness that afflicted him. Some time later, I began to see, or rather to read and hear, a growing discontent towards him, which was certainly understandable. Discontent turned into fervor, fervor into hate, hate into dehumanization and finally into insults. The same people who once sang his songs at the top of their lungs were now kicking him. The same people who had listened to him, loved him, eternally thanked him, were renouncing him, ideologically burning his records. Giovanni Lindo Ferretti is a man. He makes actions, choices, changes, just like me and everyone else. But despite many, he has prompted reflection, thought, comparison, and criticism of even the most obvious things. Usually, people's obtuseness is equal to that way of thinking in which everything must remain the same, unchanged, unyielding. Usually, the freedom to express oneself is that genuine one of writing one's thoughts in black and white, which at 20 is one thing, at 30 becomes another, and at 40 and 50 (if you reach that age and don't die beforehand) becomes yet another. Typically, those who renounce their own choices have issues with their past (and perhaps also with their present and future). Ferretti, unlike many, has NEVER renounced his past and has often even exalted it (even today as a sweet and perfectly committed believer). Ferretti, despite all this, still tours and at nearly sixty years old, still sings the weary and biting songs that make you uncomfortable to think could come from the mouth of someone who prays in the morning and again in the evening. Ferretti, unlike many, is a consistent person. I don’t like to pray, I cannot stand high-ranking prelates or catechists, I don’t believe in God, I don’t believe in the Church, I don’t believe in Islam, I don’t believe in Buddhism, and I don’t even believe in Walt Disney. But I believe that Ferretti is a consistent person, one of those rare individuals who instead of making the masses dream (as petty rock stars have always done) has made them THINK with their own minds. Whether they agreed with him or disagreed. To all those who have mocked him over the years with the motto "Dalle pere a Pera," I feel like responding, "from CCCP to Negramaro."
Unwound Leaves Turn Inside You
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It had been at least 6 years since I last read anything like this on this site. Finally.
Mike Cahill Another Earth
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A truly commendable review. Yet, I believe this film is, in its own way, completely science fiction. It's not something everyone can do to process grief as a sci-fi metaphor. Allow me to explain: death, which connects the two protagonists until the end of the film, is absolutely central to the very concept of science fiction. After all, death itself, when it relates closely to us, is nothing more than the collapse of the rules we were humanly accustomed to, replaced by the unspeakable and enigmatic mutability that life violently and unevenly presents. The terror, the sense of powerlessness or guilt, the disorientation, the desire for redemption against life, but above all the thirst for truth, are what guide us the most in these moments. I quote 'someone' who invented science fiction without knowing it: "The strongest and oldest feeling of the human soul is fear, and the greatest fear is that of the unknown." Another Earth is a priceless work, unworthy of this nauseating world. Science fiction. Far from Avatar...
Verdena Il suicidio dei samurai
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Have you noticed how, at the time of the release of this album, everyone, WITHOUT EXCEPTION, hailed it as a masterpiece of humanity, while today it's relegated to "copy-paste album"? Extraordinary. If the internet ever had a purpose in this world, I now understand why.
Colonna Infame Skinhead Discography
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Reading this review days ago, I didn’t allow myself to write anything at all, as I feared stirring up issues that have not concerned me for millennia. However, I remain astonished by the human deficiency of an individual who has self-defined as "communist" and sympathizes with scum that should be sent out of the solar system, regardless of their extremist political beliefs (I hope Dr. Stanislao won’t take offense…). In a vomit-inducing era like the one we live in, I hope with EXTREME PACIFISM that anyone who has read these unspeakable phrases reconsiders contemplating them and distances themselves as much as possible: whether you have a poster of Mussolini, or worse, Hitler in your room, there’s not much to be done. We are all, some more than others, fucking bourgeoisified. If we weren’t, we wouldn't even be able to afford to write on this site. Also, I doubt that among the remote mountains of Lesotho, anyone owns a personal computer…
Head Of David Dustbowl
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I was just listening to it again.. when I saw it was missing, I felt it was necessary to write a few words. Thank you, Sfascia.
Cruciamentum Engulfed In Desolation
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They evoke the more esoteric/occultist Autopsy of times past... great material!!