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Mates Of State Bring It Back
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Pop-light and quite inviting in its signaling, dear The Recenseur Zia in addition to Bice, for a disquo/couple of artists never or even heard of before. Danke a lot (as usual). We pay homage and take our leave. Your s.c. of (s)trust.
AA.VV. On How A Picture Can Sound
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An intriguing and artistically cross-disciplinary de-signaling. Compliments to josam. Unfortunately, not having the band-width, I fear I won't be able to grasp how (it seems) intricate the de-project is [at my {low} speed, I would take months..] but I will try to unleash (in case of) some cordial and very generous acquaintances from dsl-supplied. Respectful pro-Sunday wishes to josa. Y.s.c.d(s)f.
Rino Gaetano Sotto I Cieli Di Rino
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Despite the fact that during the RinoGaetanate era I was in elementary school todayùdilì, I preserve a nice and pleasant memory of the iconic artist in question. I recall that the lyrics of "Gianna" set off a series of improbable and unanswered questioning queries in me "..promised walls and rivers.." and/or "..was not looking for her Pygmalion..": what the devil could that ever mean (I wondered and particularly asked myself)? How many doubts, how few certainties (plùs or minus like today.. not much has changed). Great memories. A very enjoyable artist. Ossequions et qotillons. Y.s.c.d(s)f.
Disgorge Parallels Of Infinite Torture
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Dear Sir De-Tepes, for the vile precision, I would dare to add that (being really veteran-abruttito) my first/absolute Death record was... mumble+mumble "Scream Bloody Gore"! Aside from the jokes, I assure you that the two records you mentioned (especially the first, even though I own both) were not the point of death-starting for the wrecked writing: I think it was something by Bathory and/or early Celtic Frost/Hellhammer (I don't remember exactly).. you must agree with me that getting brutalized that way back in those years (1984/5) was not exactly the same as listening to it today (don't you think?): back then -let's put it this way- we were gradually trying new and increasingly sound-accident-prone paths.. now, while respecting your lofty opinion, it seems to me there is a certain monothematicity in the sounds and solutions that, rather than progressing towards "something," seems (I may certainly be mistaken) to tend to self-bite its tail in a continuous loop. I also realize that those who weren't there (it's not a fault, let’s be clear) now find "still" exhilarating what is currently "surrounding".. it's just a matter of chrono-temporal perspective. For me, it's like trying to watch (more or less, the nuances are so laughable that they don't, in my opinion, substance) always the same worn-out film. That's all. Thank you for the courteous reply. Transgenerational regards to josa. Your s.c. of (distrust).
Brujería Matando Güeros
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De-personalmente (thus de-stragustibus) I have always considered a much more devastatingly dangerous "la maqarena" rather than "la marijuana" (I'm talking about the song, not the smokeable plant). Ossequions et qotillons. Your s.c. di (s)fiduciam. P.S. Quite better than the second Brujo-trabajo (in any case).
Yannick Noah Métisse
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Dear Monsieur The Recenseur Mister Alfo, the present disordered commentary (not knowing the work in question nor the para-musical side of the greatest {ex}tennis player in question) is exclusively to testify my deepest appreciation and respect for such an erudite and significant de-paging. Au revoir. Your s.c. of (s)trust.
Disgorge Parallels Of Infinite Torture
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Most cordial Messer de-Tepes, first and foremost, I would like to testify to you that you truly fascinate me (despite some of my innocent de-commenting para-skerzettatoreo, sufficiently sympathetic for the visceral and simultaneously "intellectual" way you approach the analysis of such death/brutal-musicality: perhaps that’s why you remind me of the youthful, pre-destroyer attitude {I don’t mean to offend you, mind you} of the present de-cianciante who (years ago and, surtout, for years) was almost exclusively listening to almost every piece of para-musical trash (make no mistake and let it be clear: I am not saying that what you listen to is trash... I would have referred to what I listened to and searched for back then..) that could be traced back to today’s noisy and snarling soundscape. Sometimes (out of intrinsic curiosity, which fortunately has not yet abandoned me) I have recently made efforts to try to eavesdrop on what you have lauded/reviewed in a Brutal/Death desensationalist sense... well, often (alas) I have not found myself in agreement (with the actual dis-agreement in the eavesdropping) with your analyses (always more or less commendable and in any case indisputable): where you see (or rather hear) ultra-instrumental evolutions and assorted sound-sophistications, the miserable, shattering mononeuron (an intrinsic limit, not your fault) cannot perceive such astonishing audio-death/marvels. Often it seems to me to be a tender and innocent (infinitely) nauseating recycling of the same cacophonic concepts (perhaps slightly more paroxysmal... but the difference is often virtually negligible) in musical notation. In any case, and I’ll close so as not to bore you further, I hope you have fun and endlessly transpose your vital and (often) amusing listening sensations onto the keyboard. Respectful regards to you. Y.s.c.d(s)f.
Coroner Mental Vortex
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I will be a nostalgic veteran-thrash, cordial de-svizzerator Mister Melibeo, but I prefer (still) the old and timeless Coronariquo "R.I.P.-esque" debut. In any case, commendable de-retrieval action. Nightly regards to josam. Your s.c. of (s)trust.
Keith Fullerton Whitman Recorded in Lisbon
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Of the E-s-p-e-c-t-a-q-u-l-o script {except for a few minor de-membrane issues :D} Odradekesquo. And I wouldn't add anything else. De-Reverentzie to josam. Y.s.c.d(s)f. P.S. "Fortunately" (I) with the embedded mono-neuron do not run into any Odra-typo issues.
Kramer The Guilt Trip
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De-qapperi.. this one eludes me. It seems really und assaje intriguing (anztickènot). Pleasant und appreciated de-retrieve action. Salutations ossequiosi a josa. Y.s.c.d(s)f.