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Ministry The Land Of Rape And Honey
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Dear De-recensoreo Monsieur Philosopho, I would agree far more than willingly with your remarkable examination, Ministrophila. Disquo succeeded quite a bit, antzichenò. It’s a pity that afterwards they became almost audio-imbeciles and settled into an endless repetition of the same pedantic script. Honeyed regards by the spoonful. Your s.c. of (dis)trust.
Thinking Fellers Union Local #282 Mother Of All Saints
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More than a curious de-review action, Cordial Mister Narrator Mister Festwca: a group of Here I only read and did not delve into [as far as I read] adequately. Muchas de-gracias for the signal. Surreal greetings to catinelle. Your shredded sheets of (dis)trust.
AC/DC Powerage
AC/DC Powerage
18 apr 06
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Dearest de-vitae/narratoream atzionem, cordial Mr. Alfo: when I think of the heaps of proto-disque aQuistati und aubscultati only pourquoi found "on super offer".. Great nice disc, not the preferred mess, but Great Nice Disc, no doubt. Piles of old rock’n’roll greetings. Your s.c. of (s)trust.
Charlie Haden & Kenny Barron Night And The City
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Absolutely fantastiqua. (As usual). Best regards. Your s.c. di (s)fiduciam.
Massive Attack Danny The Dog
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Massive attack quite inert and faded antzichenò. Too much infamy and little praise. Regards. Your s.c. of (s)confidence.
Napalm Death "Fear, Emptiness, Despair"
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Dear Monsieur Tepes, while fully respecting your commendable critical examination regarding Muerte al Napalm, and having been a devoted admirer of the Birmingham Band mentioned above, I feel compelled to share my personal opinion about the F.E.D. work reviewed a few lines earlier. In all frankness (let's extract the n-th De-Gustibus Card), I would consider the presented discourse to be the weakest in the entire ND discography: partly due to a production that is nearly flat and vaguely colorless. Some episodes are above average, but I believe it would be appropriate to evaluate less leniently the death clangors of Qui Ella habla; "Harmony Corruption" (1990) was the so-called true album of the Death-turn [Floridian: not coincidentally, John Tardy and Glen Benton participated in the backing vocals..] but the specific quality of the compositions was decidedly superior to that contained in the album mentioned above. This album occupies a position of golden mediocrity: without particular infamy but without great intriguing audio excursions (in my opinion, of course). Old-maculling regards in abundance. Your s.c. of (dis)trust.
Leng Tch'e Death By A Thousand Cuts
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And well done to the cordial de-Monsieur Recensor Tepes... (without eighty-seven? Or is it someone else's de-recensore?) de-recensoream atzionem equilibrata und inquriosente for a de-genere sphacelously semi-abandoned for quite a few (perhaps too many) years. The only little note I would like to make is the mention in the grind-calderone of the Zorniani Naked City (even if published on Earache as well). Best regards with a vintage touch in abundance. Your s.c. of (dis)trust.
The Sisters Of Mercy Some Girls Wander By Mistake
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Most esteemed beyond measure, epidermically sensitive to the actions of the reviewer, cordial reviewer Messer Natron. I never listened to the discourse, yet your narration intrigued me all the more if not more. Old carriage greetings in abundance. Your humble servant in trust.
Peeping Tom Peeping Tom
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De-exuberance (as usual). Elliptical/spheroidal-chocolate tributes aplenty. Your ground carcasses of (dis)trust.