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DeRank : 2,97
DeAge™ : 7567 days • Here since 20 september 2005
Litfiba Live @ Parco della Certosa Reale, Collegno (TO) 26.07.10
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I was there too. Although I'm not a fan of Litfiba, I found it a nice concert. Honestly, I don't think Ghigo is a guitarist to "go to a live" for... The lighting system on stage was impressive. Pelù is a true stage monster, both physically and vocally. The Dave Gahan of our times (with the proper proportions/diversities, of course).
David A. Carter 600 Punti Neri
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1) No obsession. I'm having fun. It's you who's envious. 2) I read and comment on many other reviews, not just your little minions. 3) I go out more often than you for a spin, since in all my years on Debaser, I’ve posted 1000 comments and not 6000, not counting your pathetic fakes. 4) I have no obligations, fears, or obsessions. And I don’t need your advice, chubby. Calm down: you’re just a distraction to me, like popping pimples on my butt. I know you’re a nice guy deep down, but you think too highly of yourself. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m dedicating myself to porn, F1, sports, classical music, and flatulence. PROT!
David A. Carter 600 Punti Neri
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No Talking Cricket Puni. And I don’t want anything from you. I’m not looking for any credibility (about what, pray tell?). I’m just saying what I think of what you write and your pompous caveman attitude. Arguing. And it burns you. Oh how it burns you.
David A. Carter 600 Punti Neri
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"Spiritual emptiness," "Disposable emptiness" ... and then in comment 18 you talk about hasty judgments ... I am incredulous in front of your way of interacting with the cheerful Debaserian community. From previous writings, I gathered that you are not a young lad, yet you persist in behaving like a baby. The subject of the review (of which I attentively watched the appropriate samples) has, in this case, its originality and its reasons. The review could have been good (and in some points it is!), but as usual, you cannot refrain from that irritating self-satisfaction that you often miserably ejaculate when someone pays you any attention or gives you the slightest praise. Only to then turn into bitterness as soon as someone offers the slightest criticism. The usual things, in short.
Fëdor Michajlovic Dostoevskij Il Grande Inquisitore
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What if we all went to get high together? Huh? Huh? HUH?
Pink Floyd The Wall
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Fabia, in the remote, yet not impossible eventuality that you and I might get together, I have an urgent question to pose to you: when we kiss with great passion and I come to unhook your bra, would you prefer that at that moment the notes of "Is There Anybody Out There?" or those of "In the Flesh" reverberate off the walls of our love nest?
Pink Floyd The Wall
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Damn, the new album by pincfloid is out and nobody told me anything! Now I can finally take out dedarcsaidofdemùn from my CD player which honestly has been driving me crazy. I'm thrilled. Now I’ll leave you as I’m reviewing masterofpappet,
Alessandro Q. Ferrari Facebook: Domani Smetto
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Don't take credit that you don't deserve. And I have no intention of budging since I don't spend my life on your petty little pages, god willing. I limit myself to the occasional comment when I feel it's warranted. And it burns you. Oh, how it burns you... Now if you'll excuse me, since you, as usual, can't debate unless it's with nearly guttural sounds, I'll turn to more interesting matters... like rereading your review using my anus. PROT!
Alessandro Q. Ferrari Facebook: Domani Smetto
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Exact reverse. "A little bit of pussy here?"
Alessandro Q. Ferrari Facebook: Domani Smetto
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Ah, so I would be the one "chasing scraps of protagonism"... said by someone who had at least 2 fake accounts reviewing (and who commented on themselves and argued with themselves!.. a genius), who arrives with this to 118 reviews (and what reviews!) and more than 6000 comments (and what comments!)... well... I'm starting to think you're not just pretending, you are. In any case, the final laugh is the sum of it all. Zero arguments. Nothing cosmic. Just your boring arrogance. Comme d'abitude. Prut!