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But nooo, why... good old Tom Traubert has definitively said goodbye to his dignity (in this discussion, obviously) and started to insult without any restraint. Moreover, he has the bad taste not to take responsibility for his reckless actions and even claims that I was the one who insulted him. AHAHAHehehh :-D You see, Tom, there’s one thing you haven’t quite grasped: you haven’t come up with even half an idea; and that’s why I called your comments “nonsense.” I'm still waiting in vain for the incredibly intelligent arguments to prove the irresistible beauty of this live, so I’ll have evidence of your “ideas.” :-D

Indeed, those lights are very beautiful; too bad that psychedelia is something from the '60s, it's a bit outdated, and above all, it doesn't make sense since now Pink Floyd does everything but psychedelia. I don't know if anyone has said it, but light shows are stuff for UFO clubs, not for stadium crap like Vasco Rossi.. but here we go again: happy you, ehehe :-D

oh dear, that's not how it works, Tom... you criticize my judgment, deeming it full of clichés, while avoiding to express your own. Well, well, I take note; there’s not just the disc in question that’s pathetic in this review EHEHEH :-D P.S. I’d like to point out that the light show is just one line of my comment and my critique of Pulse... maybe read the other 20 before spouting further nonsense... just a friendly suggestion, eh ;-)

Sure, Tom, but I have to take your word for it since you keep not "putting yourself out there" heheheh :-D too bad, I would be really curious to hear the original arguments in support of the magnificent beauty of this album... evidently, open discussion is not for everyone...

I see both the Rolling Stones and the Floyd of Pulse as pathetic (and I emphasize this little word that irritates you so much); they seem exactly the same to me: the Stones are like shriveled mummies that have been repeating the same stale classics for 20 years, with the addition of the horrible rock'n'roll drivel from their latest albums, while the Floyd waste themselves in the emptiest exhibition of lights and sounds to show that "damn, we are the greatest band of all time"... how sad... and I’m amazed that you consider the Floyd of the '60s a great band if you like this so much... good for you...

"the iconoclast" for four pennies.. WOW, this is powerful :-D ahahah but come on guys, why do you have to make fools of yourselves with such nonsense? So dear Tom Traubert, explain it to me and illustrate the beauty of this album, because I don't get it.. let's see who wins in clichés eh eh eh ;-)

ah hi Jimmone, it's a pleasure to see you again too! :-)

4) Waters' concerts are incredibly cheesy, but I don't see any difference; the Pink Floyd completely butcher "One of these days," and Waters gruesomely mauls "set the controls.." with the same trick: namely, an atrocious, pointless, garish, pretentious sax solo that couldn't be more nauseating. For the rest, the difference is that Waters plays his disgusting pieces from his solo albums, while Gilmour plays the disgusting songs from Division Bell and Momentary Lapse.. (the latter just a bit better). 5) Too many merits for the Floyd? Yes, up to '71, well, I might concede that depending on tastes up to '75, perhaps up to '79, and even possibly up to '82. What merits the Floyd post-'82 might have is a mystery impossible for me to unravel. I'd like to understand more than anything what SENSE they have (and I'm talking about SENSE, not even getting to meaning), aside from inflating Gilmour's ego with refined, useless, grandiose cheese. 6) Never said I prefer the Cure to Pink Floyd; aside from this, yes, for me the creative Floyd ends with "Obscured by Clouds," but that doesn't change the value I assign to an album released in '94.

1) I never said "incompetent" in absolute terms; I said incapable of playing ON THEIR OWN, as is quite evident. 2) Can "self-celebratory" not be considered a criticism?? Self-celebratory is IN ITSELF a critique, as it is simply a sign of uselessness. Like those displays by the Rolling Stones, we are at most on the same levels. That said, a self-celebratory concert, no matter how pathetic in itself, is not inherently bad; making a CD/DVD out of it is truly an offense to the past. 3) Let’s be serious. Was there little in '94?? Well... in '94, masterpieces like Geek the Girl by Lisa Germano, The Downward Spiral by NIN, Dummy by Portishead, Tortoise, Superunknown by Soundgarden, Grace by Jeff Buckley, Korn, Sky Valley by Kyuss, At Action Park by Shellac came out. Let’s be serious: let’s talk about how little came out that year. Even if it were the case, to relativize the fact that little came out in a year is rather ridiculous; The Division Bell remains crap regardless, as does this pseudo live album.

uuuh, Dave, we had raised the white flag and now you hit me with a comment like "you're the one being pathetic" ... I hope you're being ironic :-) come on guys, how can you give credit to a record like this? I mean, the Floyd are what they are, but I notice a widespread uncritical attitude that truly does not do justice to the Floyd themselves.. how can you define "live at pompeii" a masterpiece and then consider Pulse a great live? But let's think about it for a moment please.. after so many masterpieces that the Floyd have gifted me at least up until '71, should I judge three old guys incapable of playing by themselves with a crew behind them that even Vasco Rossi wouldn't have, with a percussionist equipped with a cowbell, with the usual backing vocalists further inflating an already bloated and tacky sound, with a setlist that heavily relies on the last two pathetic albums released under the Pink Floyd name, with a fucking hideous Sax that comes in to ruin the only slightly older piece (one of these days), an almost prototypical example of obscene bad taste, with a setlist that seems to suggest they debuted in '73 (but with the premises mentioned above, better this way), and when they refer to the past they don't go beyond the hit or the famous piece of the moment, with the usual fucking special effects that are already well known and super mega self-celebratory, a band worthy of being called such? They can go enjoy their billions in the Canaries and throw a party, those idiots.. :-D