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DeAge™ : 7563 days • Here since 25 september 2005
Between The Buried And Me Alaska
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Forgive me, Mister Morpheo 33, the purely demographic issue has no relevance to the so-called "dare del Lei": a simple and pure form of respect-dismantling for unknown people. That's all. Whenever you wish. As usual. Your S.C. of (s)trust.
Iron Maiden Brave New World
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Damn... and I thought of a witty electro-cyber/pop isolationist of clear deconstructive matrix mixed with perceptible new-jazz (free-form) bursts seasoned with impenetrable grind-acoustic segments and a side of boiled potatoes (Oh No It's Devo-oriented).
Healthful regards. A playful transporter of (dis)trust.
Aphex Twin Selected Ambient Works Vol.2
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Dear De-commenter of the Anonima Recensorea, come on, it’s nothing transcendental... we are still in an aphex-embryonic/garage phase: the beauty, after all (de gustibus...), arrived only (a little) later. Who remembers the impossible single "on"? The martians really couldn’t have done better. Obsequious (and somewhat unbalanced) regards. Your S.C. of (s)trust.
P.S. Regarding your alleged aphasia: as per the best old-psychological tradition, just re-listen to it (in full) to make everything go back to how it was before (as long as before everything was where it should be, of course).
Zeni Geva 10,000 Light Years
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Dear De-CommenDatrice Mademoiselle Kosmogabri, really special thanks for your noble sfascievole-caldeggio. Forgive the old-masculinist idiocy: but are you really certain you are feminine? You would be the first and only woman (of my life) who knows neither scartabella nor digs through the audio catalogues in search of Zenigeva-ate galore. Ossequiformi saludos. Your S.C. di (s)fiducia.
p.s. I fear that at this point, in a sign of responsible respect, I will have to give in to the (vile) temptation of sending you what you requested some time ago.
A-Ha Scoundrel Days
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If the old wrecking-ball mechanic were to one day decide to mephitically drag out the infamous skeletons from the closet... he would truly need to start long and hard excavating several acres of graveyard... I have never fully listened to the record: at the time, the cardboard-like video accompanying the infamous single was enough for me. Cordial respects. Your S.C. of (dis)trust.
Michael Hedges Aerial Boundaries
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Monsieur Stefanet, your impeccable de-review. The sfascia-scritto is not a fanatic of the six strings, but from what I've learned, this "discherello" would be an extraordinary performer and much more. Curiosities abound. Ossequiformi saludos. Your trusted S.C.
Luka Bloom Before Sleep Comes
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Dear de-reviewer Lord JohnOfPatmos, The de-review, as always, is particularly well-made and detailed: the album seems very xanax-like (provided this can be considered a plus): almost therapeutic... I haven't listened to the de-reviewed album (thus, practically rambling pointlessly) but, some "raw nerves" (now and then) might not be a bad thing. What do you say? Respectful regards. Your S.C. of (dis)trust.
Zeni Geva 10,000 Light Years
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Dear De-Reviewer Mister Enkrist, what a beautiful report of yours: I haven't been following the Japanese for over a decade, but your comment has rekindled my desire to hear what the hell they are (still) up to. Muchas gracias a iosa. Respectfully yours. Your most trusted S.C.
Biohazard Means To An End
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Dear de-reviewer Mister Lorenzo, what can I say if not a nice (democratic) de gustibus. A greatly overrated group: perhaps only "Urban Discipline" (not "Disciple") at the time proposed something more than the surrounding. However, "paladins of hardcore (regardless of the singer's XXX troubles) definitely NOT. Best regards. Your trusted S.C.
Aphex Twin 26 Mixes For Cash
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Visionary, irreverent, exploded: practically an alien. Cordial regards. Your trusted S.C.