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Converge Axe To Fall
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:O
Lou Reed Rock and Roll Heart
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But Car_ DeFlo: come on, don't retreat; however, let me (also and) at the same time make it clear that indeed "we" take advantage of pages as delectable as the one prepared by CaroCarlo (among other things) Cimmino to try to attract the (casapaginesche/barra/normali) DeGenti among the unusual DeLetteraristiche columns: sooner or later the pueblo DeBaseriota will understand the absolute/benign uniqueness/necessity of such DeSetziuonem. At least we hope so. Rather, let’s not. Au revoir.
Converge Axe To Fall
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@Giuosaphat: Are you saying I should worry? Why not?
Lou Reed Rock and Roll Heart
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@Madamigella(?)Flo: I hope you will forgive me, but I don't understand what is wrong, in this case, with the exoflection in the DeCasistica section: after all, such a Cimmino-written piece seems to me to be configured as a Deluxe Lecterareo Case (I would dare to say)!
Converge Axe To Fall
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I listened to it. And re-listened. And listened again. But this album (really) doesn’t convey anything to me. And yet, everything seems to be in the right place: vertiginous speeds, theoretically bone-crushing riffs, ultra-surgical razor cuts, wrenching screams, stop & go moments that give you a heart palpitation. Nothing. It doesn’t tell me (really) anything. Maybe I just don’t feel like listening to this stuff anymore. At least when it sounds (really) like this. Maybe tonight, on my way home, spurred by the benevolentiae of this (perhaps "right") page, I’ll listen to it again with newfound enthusiasm and tomorrow morning I’ll crown it the best album of the decade. I love to contradict myself. Otherwise.
Blob La Consoli al Festival di Sanremo
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I saw it too (live) such an unusual para-interview on television: frankly, I have never held (artistically) the aforementioned singer-songwriter in high regard, but with those words, I truly believe she hit rock bottom at the level of the Mariana Trench (about 11 km deep for those less geographically savvy). Au revoir. Rather: UH!
Stefano Tomasoni La Coca-Cola di Boninsegna
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Man, what DeDifetto are you talking about? Never mind, dear Carlo (besides) Cimmino: you, I must state precisely, are wonderfully "(moderately) inconclusive." There you go. Allow me a virile yet friendly web-paw shake, as it's done among real men. Au revoir & Death To False Metal (which is always fitting...). P.S. Anyway, the other evening, to show you just how (technically) inconclusive I can be, I found myself scrutinizing this dark forest of spinning balls and stomping legs on a greenish English lawn (though, I suppose, it was more Italian): my attention was focused (however) exclusively on the exclusive movement and direction change of the ball (if I recall correctly, it was red and yellow). Now, after a few minutes of singular scrutiny, it seemed to me that everything (truly) was detached and devoid of meaningful sense: well, I wonder how many have (really) ever paid any attention to this matter: am I looking at the finger and not the Moon? It’s possible. Rather, not.
Stefano Tomasoni La Coca-Cola di Boninsegna
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I have already-seen-seen-I-have-already. What to say: beautiful and (moderately) inconclusive: in the best literary/poetic tradition of Cimmina. UH!
Stefano Tomasoni La Coca-Cola di Boninsegna
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As you already know, I personally appreciate you very much (as a DeWriter and a fervent wordsmith in general), but this overwhelming passion for football leaves me moderately astounded (more astounded than anything, of course). Instead of being resigned. I also realize that it's wise not to dispute passions (just like with DeGhustibus), so I shall simply pay my respects to you, ossequiously. P.S. And what do you say about the great Cagliari of GiggiRivva [of the championship]? :P
Femme Fatale Femme Fatale
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Dear DeFriend Mr. Core-à-core, tell the truth: to bring to light such buried metal wonders, with which you have been entertaining us for weeks, have you dusted off for us from the dusty chest silently lying in the attic/cellar, the complete paper collection of H/M, Metal Shock, and Flash straight from the second half of the eighties? Or maybe you even have some Hard'n'Heavy by Beppe Rivana memoriam? Rusty metallic regards.