santi_bailor

_JOSI YOU'RE RIDICULOUS AND ANYWAY YOU'RE A FAKE..WHY DON'T YOU JUST SAY IT TO MY FACE??? WRETCHED..

_josi...seeing that you only pop up and comment in the LEFT reviews, those nice EDITORIAL ones, why don’t you go back there...here we are on the right side of the homepage, you’ll find ugly people with a few Fridays less, the proletarian scum, the filthy masses...GET BACK TO YOUR BEAUTIFUL FLOWER GARDEN NEXT TO YOUR EDITOR FRIENDS, uglyfuckheadcocksuckermodelwithyour gazefixedontheafterlife...

20 _josi...tell me everything you have to say....that mine is worse than this shit from Korn??? come on, speak filthyheadassfuckermodelasensoyuoto gardofissonell'aldilà..

"Talk to Kiava no! Give me Luca Giurato, Aldo Biscardi, Moggi's number but KiArAvRiL no!
Please Thom, I’m being quiet and good but make it go away!!"
I sit on a Xpenosilide with a marble-like consistency and I implore him..With a gesture, he makes everything disappear and starts playing again with "Skip divided" but from his voice, you can tell he is still pissed off, yet engaged..
His voice is alien, it fits divinely over the perpetually electronic base and the joy of not hearing stuff like The Bends or Paolo Honey (which is crap and feel free to massacre me since I have strong shoulders), almost makes the not-so-varied structure that one would expect from the greatest genius of the 2000s fade into the background.
After all, this album is perfect for filling the void for the incurable Hail to the thief fans but objectively it's a 4-star rated for the alien ears of ours.
The atmosphere is now more relaxed.. I look at the clock and it’s 7:30 PM:
"Thom, seriously let’s go home because that show with Pino Insegno is starting soon and there’s that girl with two ABSURD assets!! Thom, are you listening to me?"
I turn around, he stares at me and disappears.
THE ERASER

I glance down and realize that my now moss-covered little foot is tapping rhythmically to the notes of "Black Swan," a track that tears through the momentary leaden sky also thanks to the lovely counterpoint I dare to hum along at the end of the song.
SHE ZAPS ME WITH HER GAZE, getting furious like the Padovan Manuel Agnelli, she stands in front of me, extends her hand, and makes KiArAvRiL materialize beside her, saying:
"LOOK AT HER..YOU CAN'T TOUCH HER,YOU MUST TALK WITH KiArAvRiL FOR EVER!!"
NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

EDITORS, DO YOU PUBLISH THIS SHIT??? GOOD, I’M PUBLISHING THE REVIEW THAT YOU CENSORED...
THOM YORKE "THE ERASER"
"Thooom!!
Come on, let’s go! I get it that you’re pissed at me because I downloaded the album a month before it was released, but I swear if I like it I’ll throw in 20 euros...
What do you say? Alright, just one more little round and that’s it..."
He gives me his hand and we set off... Naive Thom, walking shoulder to shoulder, the 30 cm difference is very noticeable...
I ask him, "But does the cover correspond semantically to the mental jerking-off of the fans who saw Moses dividing the currents of globalization, bla bla bla... or does it mean nothing at all?"
He replies, "The second."
"Ah, I see... but where are you taking me?"
Before my eyes opens a red noon horizon, I glimpse a piano that screams Hail to the Amnesiac with an electronic drum (that will be a constant throughout the experience) mid-tempo on a cleverly rhythmic voice...
He tells me "The eraser." I nod, distracted yet intrigued, but the track is pretty loud...
A few minutes later "The clock" starts and I chime in:
"This is an outtake from Kid A, right?"
He gives me a look like, are you really trying to make me listen to the album in advance and shut the hell up??
"Sorry Thom... sorry... but it’s really not that different from the others!!"
HE SHOOTS ME A DEATH GLARE

But do you realize? I made a two-line comment and you all rush to write to me... so there are two possibilities: either what I said is true and it bothers you, or the review and the user/editor are so completely empty of any decent meaning that you center all your attention on my now-famous comment.. Anyway, the scandalous thing is that you continue to hide, editors... and you do it because we should take you down for certain reviews you publish (see KORN: KORN by KORN).

excuse me, ironic yet bourgeois friends, but isn’t there a very slight conflict of interest if an EDITOR writes a de-rece and then self-publishes it among the reviews chosen by the EDITOR (I mean, is he not de-medesimo himself??)???

there you go!

I pulled the prank of the century on you...