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I didn't know this.. I have the first EP, their first album, and everything else.. but I didn't even know this existed.. I'll look it up!

And you know what I do. I actually prefer it... it made me happy on a Monday morning, instead of the usual dregs.

Everything is very beautiful, rough and dusty just the right amount. The alchechengio seems excellent... like the memory of summer that is fading away. Maybe I throw out a de-amore if only for the free burp and the convertible. I hate mango.

...and this shirt fits you like a glove... Among the most beautiful lines read here.

Like rece and maybe also the record. Melo ap.

I throw an ear away. It seems to interest me.

Beautiful, well done. Thank you again for reminding me and dedicating the memory of the non-concert.. A quick trip down memory lane tells me that: I went to the concert on my cousin Nicola's tip, who at the time worked at Polygram, and Fiction was a branch of it back then.. Despite being twenty, I didn't have a driver's license (I got it at the venerable age of thirty..never cared a damn about cars..), while my cousin Nicola, who did have a license, didn't have a car.. So we hitched a ride with an older mutual friend, named Matteo, who gladly drove us in his station wagon (?) without knowing anything about the band. You can imagine the pre-concert feelings that accompanied us in the car, it was like something extraordinary was about to happen. Honestly, we didn't care much about Matteo; the important thing was to get to the Bloom, period. The disappointment was total when we read the sign at the entrance of the Bloom that said the concert was canceled... But what the hell, how could this be, no!.. If I'm not mistaken, they had been in Switzerland the day before, and the rumors going around pointed to the cancellation being due to the singer's vocal problems.. Really, did you have to go and catch a cold in Switzerland? Anyway, to wrap it up: the "non-concert" was brightened by a solution in the form of a joint, we never saw Matteo again, I still listen to God Machine with absolute pleasure, and their albums remain among my most cherished and familiar listens of all time (just as if I were talking to a friend), my cousin is well and no longer works at Polygram (which might not even exist anymore..), I later "met" Lorenzo DeMa at a Sophia concert (at Casa 139 in Milan) but we were unaware that we had crossed paths a few years earlier (now I would recognize him..), I remind you of my review of the album written millennia ago here in case you have 5 minutes to kill (just to make it clear, that’s the one with which our DeMa discovered this corner of wacky misfits) Scenes From The Second Storey - The God Machine - Recensione di tia and I kiss you all. Pretty and ugly. But here, there are no ugly people. Thanks again for the dedication; we await the Sophias in the area and revive the glories.

Now I'll read it calmly... and I'll reactivate my memory to add something to your writing. I saw the call and the message late.. Thank you for the dedication in advance, Lorenzo.

I don't know this one, but I like some of their others even though they might be a bit repetitive. Their first one is the best.. Weren't they sitting on a ladder on the cover, or am I wrong?

I had to frown.. One of the rare instances where I sold the CD because, to be honest, it sucked.. No, definitely not my style..