This year I did POPO and I'm happy.
No, I haven't solved constipation problems (fortunately unknown to me); simply, after last year's Iceland, this time it was the turn of the combo POland and POrtugal.
If a year ago the holiday destination offered enticing music choices, the same cannot be said for the summer just gone.
It's fine that I listen to crappy music (and for many the reason for the trip) in
Poland will reinforce this idea), but after hearing metal bands singing in Polish, the desire to search for some native band vanished in a nanosecond.
In Portugal, it actually didn't go better: it seems Portuguese music is only fado or its
derivations, and personally I find it unbearable, since suicidal tendencies are a concept foreign to me and I already have the rest of the year to get depressed, so at least I'd like to spare myself during the vacation.
So what's Elliott Smith got to do with it?
Nothing, or rather, I saw this CD in Porto and, remembering one of the most heartfelt reviews I've read, I decided to give it a listen.
I liked it a lot, and therefore I recommend it, unless good Elliott was also doing drugs while playing: my listening was forcibly limited to the classic "minute per song" of FNAC chains, so eventual drops in class in subsequent minutes of each track I can’t signal...
So I slap a nice 5 on it, and while I'm at it, throw in some random insults (like user Pasquale Sofficino has bad breath and his sister grazes grass) and sprinkle some "k"s here and there, because they tell me that now, to be "chic" and alternative, it's done this way, and I want to (re?)become popular on Debaser.
In conclusion, I'm happy I did POPO and the first minute of the songs on this Elliott Smith album is beautiful.
Now I say goodbye, I'm off to create a dozen fakes to spam some other review: the crappy review is over, go in peace.
This record seems to have been currently recorded by him, as if, having returned for a moment among the living, he said 'thank you for everything' to all those who listened to him.
It is in all this that one notices the beauty and intimacy of the music, unlike the mega-recordings of current groups that seem to be the main concern for a good record.