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Entrance The Kingdom Of Heaven Must Be Taken By Storm
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Kind de-reviewing Monsieur Giov, while appreciating the flowing effort put forth, frankly I would not have been able (more than much.. obviously, you have no "fault" if the writer is not endowed with great sound-imaginative fantasy) to understand whether the commented discourse might intrigue or not the miserable wreck of a writer: undoubtedly curious. Warmest regards and a lot of them. Your (dis)trusted Scarrozzatore.
Avion Travel Vivo di canzoni
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Dear de-reviewer Monsieur Francesco, significant and praiseworthy is your de-commentary: indeed, the smash-carriage (the one writing) has hardly ever lent attentive ear to the de-reviewed band. Reading your honorable legacy, the one in question seems to be a good starting point for further exploring the Travel-discourse. Thank you very much for the de-signalling. Best regards and also more. Your S.C. of (dis)trust.
Eric Dolphy Out To Lunch
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C-A-P-O-L-A-V-O-R-I-S-S-I-M-O, cordial de-reviewer Monsieur NicholasRodneyDrake. Best regards aplenty if not much more. Your S.C. of (s)trust.
Enzo Maolucci Barbari e Bar
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Dear de-reviewer Monsieur Rinusmarte, God/Allah/Buddha etc. etc. only knows how much there is a need and demand nowadays (with the moonlight we are daily subjected to) for figures endowed with shining clarity like the one you have de-reviewed or like the aforementioned (monumental) Area. Remarkable de-reporting. Thank you endlessly, if not more. Your S.C. of (dis)trust.
Colleen The Golden Morning Breaks
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Dear De-Reviewer Monsieur EneaTheDevil, while fully appreciating your intense discursive work, from what skillfully described I fear that the intimate and acoustic mellifluous sound contained therein is not exactly sonic-material of habitual destructive use, abuse and consumption. Nevertheless, a noteworthy de-signaling. Best regards with overflowing carillon-like greetings. Your twisted sheets of (dis)trust.
Mr. Bungle Disco Volante
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Dear de-reviewer Monsieur RingStarFish, while I appreciate your de-comment, I semi-share your analysis of the Mr.Bungle-esque de-reviewed fluttering disc, I wouldn’t be entirely convinced that the de-reviewed piece is the peak of the alienating (and often quite amusing) Pattonian creature. Seen live (a few years ago) during the tour following the release of the spectacular and truly musically 360-degree "California," they swept away, unsettled, and shattered even the rosiest expectations. The final encore with the Morandian track "Andavo a cento all'ora" (or whatever on Earth it’s called) still happily resonates in my battered ears. Warmest regards. Your trusted S.C.
Adrian Crowley When You Are Here You Are Family
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Dear (and as always remarkable) de-reviewer Mister JohnOfPatmos, as usual, I am not familiar with the shadowy work in question; it seems to be a work as notably intriguing as it is not exactly easy and light to enjoy. Muchas gracias for the meticulously curated de-report. Warmest regards to overflow. Your Stritola Carcasse di (s)fiducia.
Nine Inch Nails Fixed Ep
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Dear de-reviewer Monsieur Divodark, it is highly likely that the one you have de-reviewed is (de gustibus, to avoid..) the best "product" packaged by Mr. Self-Destruction from his (appreciable) beginnings to the almost dismal outcomes of today: truly intriguing and explosive audio remixes for tracks (and this is already half a miracle) that were not exactly (originally) formidable; since the date of its release and the subsequent initial infatuation, I believe I have hardly listened to it in the last (ten/twelve) years.. nonetheless, I still have a solid and decent memory of it. Warm regards. Your S.C. of (dis)trust.
Clock Dva Buried Dreams
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Dear de-reviewer Monsieur Emanuel Fantoni, I believe I possess (somewhere... who knows where) the vinyl of the de-reviewed record, so I would like, if you allow me, to testify as follows: although I have always been (and still am) an admirer/frequent visitor of electronica and similar genres, I have consistently found an excess of conceptuality (in the DVA-ian propostam) that does not directly and proportionally correspond (de gustibus, as usual) to the quality and intricacy intrinsic to the muziqa-stessa emitted. I also seem to recall that within the (openable) sleeve of the vinyl in question (Contempo records) reside the so-called (and reiterated) "explanations" track by track as you explained in your appreciable de-commentary. A personal approach (surely) to electronics is what stands out, but (personally I would argue) that sometimes (if not often) it feels static and increasingly monochord/thematic: this is what my miserable and worn-out ear-destroying devices perceived at the time... perhaps it would be wise to grant them (even if only retroactively) another aural chance. Fractal regards in abundance. Your Trusty Contorci Lamiere.
Nobuo Uematsu The Black Mages
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Dear de-commentator Monsieur Massimof, I beg your pardon, but I would contend that everyone applies their own (and personal, thus indisputable) metric of judgment to the de-reviews of others (it may be comical.. as you claim), perhaps it is also that in this "historical phase" I wouldn't be very much in the mood for hearty laughs, but the de-review in question honestly didn't delight me all that much: in fact, I was quite magnanimous (after all, we are approaching Christmas..) in the dismal de-voting, but having now left it to posterity for immortality, I would consider it unnecessary to modify it further. Warm regards aplenty if not more. Your Contorci Lamiere of (distrust).