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DeAge™ : 7565 days • Here since 25 september 2005
A Frames Black Forest
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Dear Monsieur educating Giov, well... at least the disastrous de-reviews (not to mention horrifying) have had (in some way) a (pseudo) social utility... Just think that around here (to avoid copious and bloody clangor/cranial collisions from the emitter), the receiving party takes immediate action in cases like your reckless one, with a healthy frontal hit from a jack (not the currently supplied ones, which are woefully inadequate, but the crank-operated ones from Alfa Romeo Giulia Sprint) that are stored not in the rear compartment, but in the cabin (driver's side) so they can be promptly used. If you were to live around these parts and, while dodging the jack hit, managed to extrapolate the noble concepts mentioned above and consequently remain alive and well, you would owe me your life, to put it briefly. Amusing regards in abundance. Your trusted driver.
Limp Bizkit Chocolate Starfish And The Hot Dog Flavored Water
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(I've decided, now that my ADSL allows me, to review every album I own... this is the first one I've noticed in my vast collection): [let me just add: I hope that not all of your albums (de gustibus, of course) are of such a kind... and also that the tones are a bit more subdued. In any case, I'm eagerly awaiting that much-anticipated (the de-review) on the Backstreet Boys...]. Playful regards galore. Your Unreliable Scarrozzatore.
A Frames Black Forest
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Dearest assorted de-commentators, a substantial thank you for the numerous and very generous (as always..) de-commentary notes within the A Frames de-reviewer action. Obsequious saludos in abundance, if not much more. Your s.c. of (dis)trust. P.S. the recently (mis)told record would be perfect to kick off the New Year's festivities...
The Chemical Brothers Push The Button
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Dear de-reviewer Monsieur Giacomo, while fully respecting your Chemical(s) de-comments, I would consider (not being exactly a frequent visitor of assorted dance-floors) the brothers in question one of the (truly) most (de gustibus) overestimated electro groups of the last 10 years. Cordial regards in abundance, if not more. Your S.C. of (s)confidence.
Arkhamian Promo 2005
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Dear de-replicator and de-commentator Monsieur EneaTheDevil, I would not have learned precisely in what sense we should rely on the miserable wreck of (dis)trust for the "propoaganda" (that's how you wrote it...). Always and anyway, very cordial regards. p.s. Cordial Monsieur Habstract, I would have (forgive my nitpicking, NOT "..them..") listened to you sufficiently attentively, but I must say I found it rather chilling (after all, the musical proposal is formally chilling).
Discharge Hear Nothing, See Nothing, Say Nothing
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Interviewer: Mr. Harris (Mick [Napalm Death Scum-era] n.d. de-commentator), what are your favorite bands at the moment? Harris: Oh... well, Discharge, Repulsion, Celtic Frost... See you soon. Your trusted carwrecker. p.s. please forgive my maccheronic English... p.s. 2 the interview is real.
The Village Orchestra Et in Arcadia Ego
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Kind de-reviewing Monsieur Gabbox, quite intriguing and captivating green-thumbed signaling of yours: the commented microcosmological visual document did not displeasure me at all back then... who knows if even the "audio-electronic version" contains lively, vibrant, and vital signals/sound-materials like the aforementioned film. Micro-cordial assiduities aplenty. Your faithful representative of trust.
Afterhours Hai paura del buio?
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And call them "two words"... Super-cordial greetings and plenty of light-hearted jokes. Your S.C. of (dis)trust.
Arkhamian Promo 2005
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Personally, I preferred the HABSTRACT. Plenty of playful tributes. Your trusted S.C.
p.s. I would finally have listened to the Hate Forest you recommended to me some time ago: a personal (subjective) 3 and 1/2 and let's not speak of it anymore.
Franz Schubert Quintetto per archi in do maggiore D 956
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Persevering in the de-commenting of the esteemed de-commentator Monsieur Lemuro, I would not say that the de-review/eruditional splinters exhumed by the remarkable Mister Grasshopper are so "small"; for the (truly) n-th time, you elucidate how the crumbling (just to change things up) is practically completely in the dark.. Earthly greetings in abundance. Your S.C. of (dis)trust.