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DeAge™ : 7565 days • Here since 25 september 2005
Friends Of Dean Martinez A Place In The Sun
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Dear de-reviewer Mister Lemuro, in all sincerity, I wanted to gift you more than just a listen extracted from their (not too) copious discography, but the asphyxiating (and deaf) ear canals did not gain much benefit in the way you supported in your (regardless: great Prince De Curtis) pleasant de-reviewing action. To tell the truth (while remembering having it between my fingertips) I would have no acoustic memory of the de-presented discourse. [Galloping arteriosclerosis?] Salutations et cotillons. Your s.c. of (dis)trust.
U2 How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb
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Dear Monsieur Olsen Olsen.. ["with the first 7 great music" (?)] and a sacred and beautiful de gustibus, wouldn't you want to seal your (respectable, of course) de-intervention with it? After all, I don’t only listen to Satanicporncultshop, Steve Coleman Five Elements, Sarcofago, Nomeansno, Negu Gorriak, Nation Of Ulysses, Pankow, Assuck, Edie Brickell & The New Bohemians, Incubator, Revolting Cocks, My Sister's Machine, Kenze Neke, DJ Hell, Bar Kohkba Sextet, Bathory, Coro di Bortigali etc. etc. Sincerely humorous and more than obedient regards. Your s.c. of (dis)trust.
Boris Amplifier Worship
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Dear de-reviewer (so to speak) Monsieur BiroBiro, could it be the post-New Year hangover? Playful regards in abundance. Your s.c. of (d)isconfidence.
Mystery Girls Something In The Water
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Dear de-reviewer Mr. Antmo, I have never had/used a PlayStation in my life... could it be a good vehicle to launch me onto the agitated optical (overwhelmingly unknown) disc in question? One question: who pays the appropriate compensation expenses to the furious owners of the rehearsal room? Obsequious agitated souls galore. Your trusted (dis)driver.
The Lords Swords
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With me, the cordial de-reviewer Monsieur Antmo, you will have (in the worst-case scenario, that is, if they are a dud) quite a luxurious experience: two or three big glasses of spring water and the debt is nice and settled. More than a curious de-segbalatzionem, yours. Comic regards and plenty of bricks. Your esteemed s.c. of (mistrust).
U2 How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb
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Really hard. See You Soon. Your s.c. di (s)fiducia. P.S. I will listen to the album (posthumously?) in its entirety solely and exclusively in the event that the group in question voluntarily undergoes the real demining mentioned above.
Palace Songs Hope
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Without words. Obsequious greetings and congratulations for the new upcoming year. Your s.c. of (dis)trust. P.S. I have never listened to the de-commented disc (a serious flaw, I know): I will see to remedying this immediately. P.S. 2 It is always a huge pleasure to re-read your impressive (in a good sense of course) de-narrations.
Diskaholics Anonymous Trio Weapons Of Ass Destruction
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Mr. de-samplerizer Turkish, many heartfelt thanks: quite disconcerting, if not more, the disarticulated acoustic extroversion of the disregarded. Really interesting. I would also vote for the samples. It wouldn’t be bad if Thurston put a little skewness in the new and expected Young Sonic currently in recording. Renewed and duplicated regards. Your S.C. of (s)confidence.
Pallas The Dreams of Men
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Dear De-Reviewer Mr. Grendel... please be patient, but the very name of the de-presented outfit should be increasingly indicative, if not explanatory, of how much is being de-proposed, don’t you think? Sincere playful regards in abundance. Your s.c. of (s)trust.
Grand Funk Railroad Closer To Home
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Proto(ultra-loud)rock of panic. The double live album (..damn, I can’t recall the title) is truly bone-crushing. Abundant old-Detroit tributes. Your s.c. of (d)trust.