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Sophia As We Make Our Way (Unknown Harbours)
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As a longtime fan of God Machine and a staunch supporter of Robin, even though I haven't listened to the album in question since my trusted record dealer could never get a hold of it, I feel compelled to share his judgment. In my own little way, I have always hoped that one day our good Robin would rekindle the Godmachinian vibes, emerging from that "Infinite Circle" of beautiful, indeed stunning melancholic ballads, which perhaps in the long run always call back to themselves in an endless loop of memories. Impeccable review; if only there were more like this... Touché!
Ramones Live Correggio (RE) 17 Marzo 1992
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Great. It smells like pogo and sweat!
Ufomammut Eve
Ufomammut Eve
20 mar 17
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Eve is the name of my mother. I might just buy it for her, so she can listen to it as background music while doing household chores. A review as concise as it is effective.
Tigran Hamasyan Mockroot
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Great proposal!!.. as for the faucet, I use it...
"Il Tuttologo" " Il Tuttogolo"
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But excuse me, in the face of such proto writings, wouldn’t an overwhelming silence be more useful? And by silence, I mean the complete absence of comments from everyone... Over time, anyone would lose the desire to write more if they were continuously ignored. And here I fall silent.
Thundercat Drunk
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I try to throw myself into the pond alongside the wet niguro and I hear how it sounds.
La montagna Esistere in montagna
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Tell the truth: you left the computer on at work and a colleague of yours, high on nitrous oxide, wrote all of this! .. ;))
La montagna Esistere in montagna
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I adore the mountains. I love the big cow patties that carpet the meadows. I get drunk on the scent of the goat. I mistake the droppings of the goats for mythical Goliaths. I bask in the sun on an erratic boulder, as if I were a big lizard. Proudly, I exchange a few words with the shepherd on duty, and if I'm lucky, I manage to snag a wheel of cheese, so dear to my damn high cholesterol. I look at the flowers, but I do not pick them. I use my Swiss army knife to carve the fallen branches. I carry my little one on my shoulders with her big head bobbing here and there. I roll in the meadows. I admire the landscapes and feel small. I think.
Yo La Tengo Electr-O-Pura
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I need to dust off this album.. I haven't listened to it in ten years..!
Hüsker Dü Ice Cold Ice
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I admit my total ignorance on the subject.