leonid

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Naked City Torture Garden
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oh my god! I just noticed that in this beautiful site there's no review of painkillers. what the hell...
Naked City Torture Garden
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maximum-starlight disk. Among the influences (but which ones aren't there?) I would also mention the taste for soundtracks expressed by Zorn in other works, but already present here as well. I would also point out that the title is taken from a book by Mirbeau (The Garden of Sins), which is quite beautiful, but if you are avid readers, get "Diary of a Chambermaid," also by Mirbeau, one of my all-time favorite books (Bunuel made a film with Jeanne Moreau).
São Paulo Underground Sauna: Um, Dois, Três
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I hate it, bossa nova
Earth Extra-Capsular Extraction
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this review, while frankly making me laugh, I prefer to the one about that which is crap from those black assholes. in the end, these drones have kind of worn me out. it would have been enough to have just one group (earth, in my opinion, or at most the "commercial" asva) to define the limits of a genre (?!?) that had said what it needed to say after a minute of the first track of the first album of the first group. then, the fact that a "scene" has been created (in reality it seems to me that it's always the same four dimwits) smells a lot like forced. anyway, I think earth are above the rest of the drones, at least they're more extreme, taking everything to the extreme consequences of "the discourse."
Zucchero Oro, Incenso & Birra
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poop in the wild
Biohazard State Of The World Address
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Among all the albums in that genre that always lacks a dime to make a lira, which is crossover, this is one of the ones that got to me the most. I would define them as honest, truzzi, and brutal. Live, they were absolute fury: not a moment to catch your breath, people flying all over the place. Compared to the trendy little bitches like RATM, they had a completely different drive and brutality. Then their ignorance and blindness led them to a bad end (the aforementioned mata leao), but from truzzi of this kind, it wasn't reasonable to expect anything else. Final question: why do all crossover albums (and this one I particularly love) initially "exalt," but then leave nothing behind and actually become tiresome?
Agoraphobic Nosebleed Frozen Corpse Stuffed With Dope
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Come on, mopaga, Frank Sinatra, okay... but Bolton, no. With that charming face and those thin little lips... and then the songs he’s made, in my opinion, have all been scandalous. I’ll throw him away without even turning to look at him as he struggles in the dumpster.
The Psycho Realm A War Story: Book 1
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If you pass through Amsterdam and the Cypress are playing in the evening, try to stop by The Grey Area on Herengracht. It’s one of the smallest coffee shops, run by an American guy (who, by the way, is unbearably unfriendly). I wouldn’t be surprised if you bump into B-Real. I ran into him. He had some record-setting bags under his eyes. Oh, and while you’re there, make sure to buy some of their famous bubblegum. It’s called that because it’s as sticky as chewing gum...
The Divine Comedy Victory For The Comic Muse
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I don't know the album, but I have a question: does oboe, in plural, become oboi?