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Here I am, dear Nevskji, the review is splendid, who cares if it's a duplicate? A few words about Layne: everyone remembers Cobain's death, the world was left stunned, everyone crying for the cursed angel of rock, with him an era came to an end... And Layne? Who remembered Layne? Who mourned him? To put it bluntly, the "grunge" attitude was perfectly embodied by very few bands, first among them Alice in Chains and their frontman Layne Staley, blessed with a warm, gritty, powerful voice capable of moving you and taking you to distant realms or suspending you in a dark limbo. Layne died on the same day as Cobain, April 5th, but he was barely talked about, he passed almost unnoticed. He died alone, his last companion a speedball in his veins. He was found two weeks later, in an advanced state of decomposition. The last interview with Staley sends chills down your spine, and his unplugged performance sounds like a slow, masterful, funereal testament. His luciferian voice could still scratch, despite the pain that was consuming him. Cantrell should visit his grave every day, thank him, kiss him, and always leave fresh flowers. Layne was special, he had the gift of singing, music inside him, the gift... Layne Staley was great, it’s not fair that he died like this. When I hear this album, unimaginable scenarios open in my mind, I’m transported by an intangible fluid to distant, unspoiled, pure worlds... This is and will remain a masterpiece, one of those records that I would absolutely want with me if I were forced to quickly choose what music to take with me... "Wake Up" is one of the most emotional tracks I’ve ever had the chance to listen to. The "grunge" phenomenon left such a deep mark on me, both for the music and for the attitude of the Seattle bands, that true sense of friendship and brotherhood, that movement so pure and genuine that makes me believe that it will be hard for anything in the future to move me as much. Congratulations again on the review...

I stumbled upon it by chance... Touching and beautiful. One of the best I have ever read. Well done!

Never considered.. A group without infamy and without praise, if they didn’t exist, absolutely nothing would change.

Holy crap, what a commotion is rising.. Come on, make peace for goodness' sake, otherwise I’ll take the leather ball away and you’ll have to go buy a super tele to finish the game. And then it’s trouble for the goalkeeper!! The CCCP is a tricky topic, not to mention agnostic, for sure. I vote for its immense historical importance. The review isn’t bad.

I know, I will go to hell...

Damn, and here I am with my iPod playlist: Gianni Drudi, Slipknot, Laura Pausini, Impaled Nazarene, Nino d'Angelo, Soundgarden, Peppino di Capri, Negazione, Ramazzotti, Burzum, Toto Cutugno, Sadist, Britney Spears, Mudhoney, Michael Jackson, King Crimson, Paola e Chiara, Pink Floyd, Al Bano and Romina, Area, Paolo Meneguzzi, and Tool am I in a bad way? ;o)

@HETZER: Holy shit, right away! However, the reflection comes naturally: if today this stuff sells and tops the charts, the credit goes to the new generation of idiots who are dazed by the master’s nets: tits, asses, terrible music, easy money for everyone, Big Brother (and here, the country is now the most ridiculous in terms of information and media culture, as well as being governed by criminals; we're already at the IX edition, or am I wrong? If you tell this abroad, they'll think you're a fool and they won't believe it), the farm with people who should be in jail instead made billions precisely from the trials where they were defendants (@GIUDICE: what harm did you do?), the island of the famous... We are in total collapse and we all know who the culprit is.. P2 rulez! All pretty, healthy, and strong, all in shape, we don’t want the ugly ones, they should stay at home or get a facelift! Isn’t this discrimination too, or am I wrong? Be careful because before the forties, a people was already being shaped with similar methods and look what the hell happened… I can pass on rock, hard rock, metal, punk, hardcore, reggae, electronic, grunge, jazz, blues, soul, the Beatles, the Rolling Stones, Jimi Hendrix for fuck’s sake! And that gives me hope, but if we keep going like this, what will the new generations fuckin’ pass on? You know, back in my day there was this really cool guy who had a voice with a tone you could never forget: listen, son, Marco Carta! He kicks ass, huh? But fuck it… If you really ignore the information that the internet can provide in every field, I suppose you have SKY in addition to the 7500 euro phones that are absolutely useless to you and the play 3 you bought as soon as it came out (idiots two times), go to channel 718 and stay there for a while, maybe change your mind and realize that there’s a whole new world to discover… Or maybe you’ll just stay idiots as you are, but at least you’ll have listened to a quarter of an hour of decent music. Happy Easter and a shout-out to Rolling Stoner who killed it!

Impoverished sir destroyer of cars, motorcycles, trucks, and articulated vehicles, the review is truly faigdafaiga, or rather, anziquenon. Brief and intriguingly sufficient. Then these, already from their name, promise satisfaction to the parabolic otoauricolari. Salutations of a desert-diluvian quaternary.

Beautiful!

If I were someone from the site you shamelessly copied from, I would come looking for you with all my metalhead friends and I would smack you around until you apologized to each and every one of the participants in the lynching.