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John Zorn The Gift
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Dear Mr. Morningstar, a highly appreciated gift this one donated by the pantagruelic Mr. Zorn; as usual, intriguingly de-reviewing the action for the umpteenth spectacular work ejected by our (not only) saxophonist of (un)trust. Abundant obsequious regards. Your s.c. of (un)trust.
Leonard Cohen Songs From A Room
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Dear and cordial de-reviewer Monsieur Grasshopper, as usual intriguing and hyper-erudite de-commentator/reviver of action; in all frankness I do not know at all the de-commented Cohen-work (please don’t take it personally: yet another case of dreadful ignorance) but your esteemed explanation instigates boundless curiosity nonetheless. Cordial regards nonetheless. Your esteemed s.c. of (s)trust.
Alessandra Celletti Black Baby (Scott Joplin)
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Dear de-reviewer Mister Jazzyf, pleasant and enjoyable to read de-report. Just one doubt: Nineteen hundred and ninety-nine? Best regards in buckets. Your s.c. of (dis)trust.
Impure In Disrespect To Mankind
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Dear Monsieur Tepes, as I scroll through your (respectable) notes of de-review, a small issue (if we want to call it that) with a clear De-Gustibus/ian origin persists: within your respectable Impure de-review action, you attribute a seminal/absolutist value to an album (the Autopsy debut) that is virtually (de gustibus, indeed) insignificant/horrifying: played by dogs, with a disgusting production and not even a scrap of an appreciable idea (personal opinion, of course); starting from this premise (and having not listened to the work in question), I would consider the de-reviewed album potentially (it might actually be an excellent work..) rather uninteresting, to say the least. Goodness, could it really be that I am no longer hungry for brutality? Overflowing and non-brutal regards in abundance. Your s.c. of (distrust).
Pantera Vulgar Display Of Power
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Dear De-Panteratore Mister Vinsex, to be honest, I would not have fully grasped the meaning (if it even possesses one... like all the other de-reviewed actions, of course) of your (respectable, of course) Panterian pseudo-parabolic de-review; however: the album, when it was released, pleased me sufficiently, also thanks to (or perhaps only because of that... who knows what the hell was going on in the empty mind-smasher back then) a production that was nearly sharp & perfect for the genre in question. I wouldn't be entirely convinced that inside it there are thrash metal sounds, but it's only an insignificant detail. Nevertheless, regards. Your s.c. of (s)trust.
Ska-P Eurosis
Ska-P Eurosis
31 jan 06
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Dear De-Reviewer Mister KingKongFive (by the way, are you fond of the nth re-proposition of the effectual King Kong para-Hollywood/ian?), honestly, the de-reviewed group has never excited me much at all; moreover, I would note a certain critical discrepancy between the notes of the narrator and the conclusive judgment of the album in question: that is, it speaks quite positively about a fair amount of tracks (it even uses the term masterpiece for one of them) contained within it and then concludes as mentioned above. Please forgive the tiresome and disheveled nitpicking. Doubtful and humorous respects in abundance, not to mention more. Yours faithfully with (un)confidence.
Forgotten Tomb Love's Burial Ground
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Instructions for the young.. ?? Holy mother, not to mention perdindirindina in abundance, if not more. These bored kids (more so from their instigated self-derision and thus often primarily about themselves) not having anything intelligent or intriguing to present from others don't really know what else to pull out to try (futilely) to attract attention.. I wonder: if this soft gentleman [whom I don't have the pleasure (that's quite a stretch) of knowing] is so convinced of his own theories (on which I wouldn’t harbor any doubt..), why doesn’t he fully put them into practice instead of instigating/redirecting los otros in his favored direction? Yet another banal and crude case of let’s arm ourselves AND GO.. Would it kill someone to take on the responsibilities of what they (pointlessly) claim beyond mere proclamatory statements? For goodness' sake. Vital (No Alvaro, relationship) regards and plenty of cordiality, if not more. Your s.c. of (dis)trust.
Jessamine Don't Stay Too Long
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Kind and more than exhaustive de-review of Mister Marcel Proust, a remarkable de-retrieval for a de-group that (at the time, perhaps..) I think I (also) listened to but for which I wouldn’t have a clear audio de-record. I should rummage through the stacks of C90s (generally TDK: other times) from the last century.. Hyper-cordial regards in abundance. Your s.c. of (dis)trust.
Wolfmother Wolfmother
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Dear de-reviewer Mister Antmo, the group in question seems (box closed..) quite charming and enjoyable nonetheless; there remains (at this point) a problem of clash of backgrounds: given that the miserable one in question is practically teetotal (only spring water flows in the gargarozzum) and psychotropically impeccable, I wouldn’t know to what extent, under an examination not conditioned by external factors, it could be fully appreciable nonetheless. In doubt, a respectful compliance. Your esteemed s.c. of (s)trust.
Silje Nergaard Port of Call
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Dear de-jazzator Mister Lello, intriguing the review action taken for a nearly unknown Scandinavian artist (as usual); from what I gather, she seems vocally more than sufficiently enjoyable and instrumentally quite interesting. Another sfascievole note in the stuffed and almost finished sfascia-notes. Super cordial regards a plenty. Your s.c. of (s)trust.