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Yes, beat boy, this beautiful piece by Neil is found only in the box set... another splendid piece by Neil from the Buffalo Springfield period is "down to the wire," released in the compilation Decade in 1977...

"Mandatory for any comments: indicate a song that is faster & fiercer than 'Foreign Lawns'.
mmm I would mention any of the Land Speed Record by Husker Du.....same year work by the way, and equally seminal."

On Moretti, there was a beautiful and telling statement by Dino Risi: "Yes, I understand that in every frame there's you, but now move aside and let me see the film."

I love this movie viscerally, well done Bartle!

Seattle is certainly very liberal, but Buzzo comes from the most backward and isolated province: Aberdeen. Anyway, this thing sounds like an urban legend to me too, plus Buzzo barely knows what fascist really means, hehe. Priest, have you listened to the new Dinosaur Jr yet? Let me know!

I don't hate Sanjuro at all; personal feuds on Debaser don’t interest me in the slightest. If my words can help lift his spirits after a bad day, then that can only make me happy.

get "souls for sale" deneil, it's really worth it....anyway great choice, it's always a good and right thing to expand the de-database

can't you feel my love buzz........

yeah

The nu grunge was a sordid marketing trend, born from the recycled rediscovery of the sound that dominated the charts in the early '90s, carried out by bands that were teenagers during the times of Nevermind and Ten... Puddle of Mudd, Creed, Nickelback, Staind... bands that certainly did not leave a mark, but hopefully encouraged the kids who listened to them to rediscover the true pioneers of the genre. Verbena, on the other hand, were a perfect example of bad timing, as their first album came out in '97 when nobody cared about grunge, and again in '99 when nu grunge was still in its infancy... The singer is the classic American kid from the '90s, raised on the myth of Cobain and his existential-depressive crises, with a nice blonde tuft and songs almost all with verse-chorus-verse structures so Nirvana-esque that it makes you think the body of Cobain was exhumed to write them... But the fact that this album was released during a time when other genres dominated (particularly, American kids were hanging on Fred Durst's every word back then) eliminates any suspicion of commercial exploitation of Cobain's legacy, unlike the Silverchair or Bush you mentioned... The album sounds honest, with some abrasive tracks like "Baby Got Shot," and more contemplative ones like "Prick the Sun" and "John Beverly," along with a ballad reminiscent of "Something in the Way," like the closing "Big Skies Black Rainbows," which personally gives me chills... "Nevermind" changed my life when I bought it in 1992; listening to an album that connects to it in an honest and straightforward way is something I don't mind at all, even if their first album "Souls for Sale" is definitely better, more varied, and harsher: here, with all due respect for an angst I can relate to, we are unfortunately late to the game—two and a half stars with affection... not a bad review.