Rasty

Here are more personal comments than comments about the album; if you want a remedy for anger, listen to MTV Unplugged In New York at full volume, and if that doesn't help, then remove Nirvana from your life. About the box set: when I found out a Nirvana box set was coming out, I immediately thought of buying it; when I saw it cost 70€, I decided to download it; when I read this review, I decided to let it go... I just hope I made the right choice.

The review isn’t bad; I completely agree, also because, in my opinion, the crowd considers Nirvana as “smells like teen spirit” or “come as you are.” This record helps to broaden the views, but now someone who buys it thinks they know the band. Nonsense. In my opinion, if someone really wants to know Nirvana and appreciate them fully, they need to listen to each CD at least three times. But not by focusing on the music; rather, just by listening “absent-mindedly,” one finds themselves, at some point, stopping what they were doing and saying: “Wow, this song is great, what’s it called?” Only then will we start to truly appreciate that record, and we'll realize that Bleach has certain characteristics, Nevermind has others, Incesticide has yet others, and so for In Utero and the fantastic Unplugged. In summary, the ratings are 4 and 2 (my morals prevent me from giving a 1 to a Nirvana album).

Beautiful review, the rating for Nirvana is priceless... I will always regret the fact that I was only 3 years old that day (a bit too young to go to a concert). I would do anything to be able to see Nirvana live; the only thing is to watch the videos of those concerts as someone rightly said.

In fact, I didn't say that, like these, I can't stand Slipknot or Marilyn Manson either... these figures and the rappers have one thing in common: they always wear "extravagant" outfits... an artist's success should not depend on how they dress but on what music they create. (to sum up, I fully agree with you even regarding the artists you mentioned)

So, you two; if you want to insult each other, just meet in the square and have a brawl, what you say with the music doesn't matter at all… I don't care if that guy has teeth or not.
P.S.: The Floyd may have one foot in the grave, but they have been one of the longest-living bands in history; they can be satisfied even if with dentures.

I correct myself, 7. even the face pieces could have been done better but anyway the idea is there (in my opinion)...

I didn't rate the cover... let's see: out of ten, I'd give it an 8; it could even be a 9 or 10, but the background doesn't convince me... anyway, 8/2=4 (since there are so few comments, I can afford to engage in complex reasoning (mental gymnastics)...).

Fuck, I just can't shake off the curse of scrolling away from this page... while I was scrolling up, my eye caught your "short" author bio...
HOLY SHIT! it's almost half a review... I couldn't care less (nothing of this sort interests me, but let's say I'm a bro looking for a new album...) about the author's life (which, if I were a bro, I'd know all too well) but the comments on the album... To sum it up, you could have cut it down to 1/5, and maybe 1/5 of those who started reading it would have made it to the end...

I'm sorry, usually if I have to slam someone I do it with dignity, but in this case, I don't know what's gotten into me; I just can't stop laughing... just looking at the cover photo makes me literally wet my pants from laughing... and then I've never understood: did his ruthless parents choose the name Gabry Viadotto or did he pick it while they were raping him?

It's hard to put into words the intense, agonizing anal spasms that only Gabry Ponte can provoke in me...