Mario

More than just an album, a modus vivendi; prog that finally self-eroticizes and discovers it has sex between its legs, uncovers the decay of bourgeois life—this is Roxy Music.

you’re a bit too scrawny young filly

miss d velta, but are you also among the sheep of that reality, or are you just there to shear them??

but let’s forget about it, you see that his mythomania (read: cult of personality) shows no signs of diminishing, so caught up in himself that he doesn’t understand where the real point of the discussion has been commendably brought to light by Mario in his latest post.

point one: when I said that one should have a broad culture (that touches both what is defined as media trash and what is objectively regarded as Art) I was not referring to you but in general
point two the fuck you I told you was directed at the review, ok maybe it's true that despite your absurd egomania peaks (even in your last post) you might have this gift of being interested in both great art and more commercial art like that of Robbie Williams, but I still say fuck you and do you know why??? because you don't give the right value to things, if you give 4 to Robbie what the hell do you give to Beethoven??? and keep your fart to yourself because I don’t want to be called with that, I am Mario, who the hell are you, self-inflated Cagliaritan???

and who knows if they have ever read or seen something by Artaud and Jodorowsky.......

miss take, the alternative nature and iconoclasm of a person is not measured by whether they watch reality shows or Maurizio Costanzo, there are much more valid variables to measure a person's cultural autonomy, trust me.