Undying

Ah ah miserable and pathetic anonymous, you’ve screwed yourself over... you’re so pseudo-erudite that you’ve fallen like an idiot on my post. If you really knew Baudelaire, you would have understood that the words aren’t his. In fact, they are my words, you fool. I feel sorry for you, you know "Psicopatologia della vita quotidiana" describes attitudes like that of an anonymous person who spends their days poking at a stranger online, having a blast like a child. Quite a normal attitude, right? I don’t think you’re playing a part; otherwise, you would have already stopped... unfortunately, there’s not much hope for you. And if I think all this is because I criticized YOUR LITTLE IDOL, his majesty Satriani, I can’t help but laugh and I suggest you read Freud's work again, as you might have missed something. After all, if you know it as well as you know Baudelaire, we’re in trouble...

The conversation is really stagnating... but what the hell do Dire Straits have to do with this, nobody knows. And then Adriano, if you really want to make a comparison, sorry but I need to correct your statement: "how can you compare Freddy's vocal pop that reaches unexplored heights with Knopfler's spoken word?" That sounds more fitting to me.

Not a bad group, although they can improve a lot. Nice review, concise and effective.

This review is truly arrogant, full of contradictions and prejudices - which Odradek has pointed out very well. Your review on Freddy was very nice, but here you've really dropped the ball BDalavoine: I mean, I hope you’re joking about comparing Elton John to David Bowie?
Maximum respect for the very early Elton John (even though I don’t like him at all), but artistically, there is not the slightest term of comparison between the two, really not even the slightest.
And then, excuse me, you criticize the glamorous and trendy Bowie... comparing him to someone who spends 100,000 euros a day on ridiculous clothes and little glasses? Who has based his entire image on excess, as you rightly pointed out? Here you messed up big time.

Why waste time with a fool then, my dear little anonymous? Isn't it that you're a bit repressed? Just a tad, enough to make you stew all day looking for my comments? In that cheerful little head of yours, is there not a repressed little boy venting as best he can on this site? Leave Baudelaire alone, it's not for you; that's strong stuff, delicate material to be used sparingly. I recommend Freud’s work, you might find the missing link there, your lost day of the week. Let me know if you find the cure.

In the sense that they suck.

Have the balls to identify yourself, mediocre anon. Show some guts, step out of your little corner where you feel so safe hoping to provoke something more than a hint of pity in me every time you chase my comments to write today's farce. Come on, let’s see if you really have the guts and write me a review. I’ll be here waiting for you with open arms...happy to see your supreme wit. Are you a little scared to come out of hiding, huh? I doubt there's anything below the belt...

The Dire Straits are truly something else... forget about Queen.

Making great covers is truly more difficult than creating original songs. It's the truth, Mercury - you have shown more wisdom in your single post than in 90 percent of the comments above, which are full - overflowing with prejudice.

The fact that Mercury's voice was altered, well, it's the sad envy of those who knew very well that it was the voice of an alien.