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Sufjan blows on the fire, and the music erupts. Chicago is magnificent, a song from Donnie Darko.

the review is quite chilly!!! the arctic monkeys are finally stepping out of the confines of wrinkled new-new-wave. They’re going further back, pumping a healthy dose of groove for a much more seventies rock. If they keep acting too cool for school like the Strokes, they’ll end up in a bad place.

I'm glad you appreciate the genius from Chicago. In this album, he offers gems like the sped-up version of Late Greats, sparkling. noub elatan.

you really are a jerk. I love this game. But don't be too mean to joshi, he's just a kid.

Reading your review, I felt a sensation of...absorption. Without blessed black wings.

Kosmo, it's a real shame that you didn't review it. This one is more than miserable. The album intrigues me.

The anonymous Florentine could also reveal himself... and think without spitting, or at least spit after thinking.
To Gwen: never take too literally what you read, otherwise what do you do when a friend tells you to screw off? Anyway, from the rating and the fact that I didn't write a scientific treatise, the album didn't blow me away. I saved what I think comes closest and is most authentic to the Bush, the rest is too much of a self-parody, resulting in a total loss of identity. Anyway, let's see if Stefani gets back to making an album with the old No Doubt. For me, that's what counts, not the words. And not even that old wrinkly men like the Rolling Stones insist on still playing instead of thinking about their grandchildren... ah shit, maybe they don't even know how many they have. Take the single used in the Omnitel commercial, there's no need for a friend to tell me to screw off, I go there on my own when I hear it.

I'm also reminded of The Kills, and something from ikara colt too..bye

I would say that Bollani is almost a certainty, even though he still has quite a way to go with his chicco shoes; let's hope he does it on his own and no longer with Rava. I heard them together at the Festa dell'Unità in Milan about a week ago, and Bollani passed with reservations for a few too many elbows on the piano, while Rava was sent off for a double booking. Because he couldn't keep up with Bollani and because his trumpet too often fizzled out like an old hag...

the CD is brilliant. Future boy had made me fall in love with them, and he was right.