Sanjuro

@Woody: Oh finally someone with their head on their shoulders, pay to enjoy is my motto. These kids don’t know what it means to be in awe of the Ash Ra Tempel vinyl for an hour. They have the mp3, but what the hell is an mp3? It's air. They have nothing and think they have everything. Then there are those with gigabytes and gigabytes of music on their computer, picking a song here, a song there. But is that how you listen to a record for GOD'S SAKE??? NO! The record goes on the turntable, frrr frr frrr, it starts spinning, and the vinyl produces that beautiful warm, fuzzy sound; and then change the needles, and then go to the markets to find rarities, and then trade them with music lovers online...ahhh how nice. But what the hell do you know about all this, kids?

You have to take risks with every album, even if it's a piece of junk. What is it like? If you go to a supermarket, you open the cake packages, taste them a bit, and then decide to buy them if you like them. AHHAHAH it doesn’t work like that. Having, touching, smelling vinyl is a paradise that you MP3 generation will never understand. Thieves.

@PUNKISDEAD: Those who download mp3s are nothing but thieves, stealing money from the artist and the record label that won't be able to produce more albums. Downloading is a crime (never seen Somarelli at the movies? Oh no, because you "get" your films in bootleg dvx), what a way to appreciate art without having the physical format in your hands. I have a vinyl, I have a CD, I listen to it, I look at the inner side, I smell the booklet, what the hell do you have, you punk kid of 12 years? You've got hot air. Mp3 = Shit, you idiot.

@ woodcock: can't you tell I'm 30 years old from that photo? I'm stunning, take a better look at me and Doretta.

indicate them

Your mother made the mistake of giving birth to you.

Bologna... I updated my profile with a photo. Take that, to those who want me "anonymous". I put my face out there, do you have the guts?

I evolve pretazzo, I'm not the lackey of some loser critic from across the ocean. Pretazzo, do you want to meet up and throw some punches? Seriously.

Pretazzo once had an erotic dream about Scaruffi; unfortunately, as soon as he woke up, he found his girlfriend lying next to him.

You have the humor of a turd in the toilet drain (produced by Scaruffi if you prefer). "Poser" to me? Ahahahah, these are just the thoughts of someone like you in your shiny little alternative tracksuit. I couldn't care less about Fugazi, I couldn't care less about the Residents, I couldn't care less about alternative stuff; do you think this review of mine is a critique of the media? Ahahaha. I don’t even care about the topic, I'm too inconsistent to have flags, I don't have any alternative status to maintain. You swallow and assimilate a character for approval, I’m sick and I could even die but I certainly won’t fatten my resume as an average alternative. You're a soldier of alternative-ism, alternative to what exactly? To the fake lifestyle of the media and blah blah blah? Hahhha but let’s not talk nonsense, you’re part of a subgroup with its own rules, its values, its status, and you’ve adhered to this and not to that. Essentially, you're even more unfortunate because you’re in the wrong group that gets less action (that’s the only true interest for everyone), well I say that we need to become sick, not alternative, dear little pretentious fool.