francis

DeRank : 0,28
DeAge™ : 8101 days • Here since 5 april 2004
Brian Eno Here Come The Warm Jets
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Talk about Brian Eno's album, not about me, I couldn't care less about your silly little jokes. I already know I'm a legend, there's no need to restate the entire retrospective of my reviews here!
Brian Eno Here Come The Warm Jets
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Yes, well, what's wrong with that? Don't you agree? If you don't agree, make your case.
Brian Eno Here Come The Warm Jets
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Josi, I am absolutely not ashamed of what I wrote in the review of Robbie Williams, but it has nothing to do with this review. It's absurd that to answer a question one has to quote other phrases from other reviews, but what sense does that make?
As for the fact that I haven't adequately responded to requests for clarification about my three-minute theory, I feel I have been as clear as possible; what else is there to explain? It’s all perfectly understandable, there is nothing obscure.
Brian Eno Here Come The Warm Jets
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Josi, you listen to experimental shit that’s a pain in the ass, Cocorosie and assholes who make music with valves and antennas; it’s clear you can’t understand my theory about the genius of being able to express your creativity in three minutes without distorting immediacy and melody. Brian Eno achieved this with some records: every great artist has their own method for reaching this result, Talking Heads, Alex Chilton's Big Star, Paul McCartney... I’d also throw Noel Gallagher into the mix. We’re on two different tracks, so your blatant attempt to put me in a bad light is obviously a failure. It’s irrelevant and it’s a failure.
Brian Eno Here Come The Warm Jets
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I don’t renounce a damn thing. The point is that you have cited, taking them out of context, excerpts from some of my reviews just for the sake of highlighting your difference of opinion compared to mine, with a subtle attempt to cast me in a negative light in a completely different context, like this review on Brian Eno.
If you want to criticize the review (which is actually a non-review, since Eno's album is a classic, plain and simple), stick to that without dragging up old controversies that were stirred up by four idiots nobody remembers anymore... I, on the other hand, am still here.
I’m someone who puts myself out there; unlike you, I take risks and always try to experiment with new things in my reviews: what do you do instead?
Brian Eno Here Come The Warm Jets
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It's not that I'm oversensitive, but it really annoys me when someone writes "look, Francis is one who says this," "said by someone who reviews Robbie Williams," it just doesn't exist at all.
Brian Eno Here Come The Warm Jets
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Returning to talk about music, regarding my theory on the "three minutes," I can try to explain it like this: over time, I have come to appreciate more that synthesizing one's artistic expression to transform it into an engaging format is, in my opinion, much more difficult than creating music without compromises and without time limits, which often leads to habituation and boredom (at least in my case): that is, you can do it (and in fact, Eno was the forerunner of ambient), but it's also important that your message reaches an audience that isn't necessarily highly qualified. For example, I discovered that Here Come The Warm Jets entered the top 25 of the English charts back in the day: a result like that, for an album of that caliber, would be hard to imagine today.
Brian Eno Here Come The Warm Jets
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Josi and Jimmorrison, you will never again attempt to belittle me in three words like the nonsense you have written about. Do you think it’s enough to define my position with a little phrase and all the reviews I’ve written for this site? Shame on you. You shouldn’t even speak if you have to use that tone: you crawl and drool mute when you read me, that’s all you can do. And my name is Francis, not Vrensis.
Punkreas Quello che sei
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Why, would this shit be punk? Sid Vicious would be turning in his grave, then...notice the difference between how you can do rock for intelligent teenagers (Husker Du) and how you can do it like an idiot (Punkreas)...but fuck these assholes!
Red Hot Chili Peppers Stadium Arcadium
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It's the ugliest cover in the history of music.