Starting from the DePresupposition that radiologically I completely agree with Vobise 101% on everything you transmit: it's practically as if I had transmitted it myself, I am one of Yours, I esteem you radiologically a ton, viva DeBeiser (actually DeBBaser read and pronounced really in the Italian way - or rather in the Sardinian way - with two BBs like BrigidaBBardot) and viva the editors and RadioTandem that hosts you**.

Here we are at the core of the matter: I had promised myself not to set foot (putrid) on the hospitable soil of DeBBaser until.

But the [re]promises “until” are essentially made to promise not to promise again.

So let's get to the point:

such an aerial DeProgram co-realized with four hands, or rather eight (you are four), with the amateur RadioTandem, it lets itself be auscultated with unexpected joy and abundance.

Given the polymorphic nature and intrinsic richness of the sounds advocated therein, it is with fair probability the best DeProgram Radiophonified* in the entire known Galaxy: yet, no offense to the willing hosts Woody & Till but the physical presence in the studio of the two DeGaglioffs par excellence, T & G, imparts to the program an augustness, a breadth, a poeticity and portentousness that are difficult to match in nature. If someone has any news of eventual intergalactic radio transmissions of equal depth coming from Alpha Centauri, let us know and we will evaluate it.

Small note on the absolute absence of the celestial Grindcore genre and the mellifluous Viking. But it may arrive later. Anzichènò.

Lastly, at the cost of endangering our/one's bodily safety, it would be the Casu(Marzu) to quietly suggest to good ...CAZ that his beloved Sleep moderately make fiery pterodactyls defecate from the appropriate orifice, but let's allow him to believe it, ergo let's let him indulge in serenity ad infinitum. Perhaps, indeed surely, he feels better.

See you (cun saluri) at CalaGolritzé for the next and definitive DeMeeting spakkossa in planning for the summer of the upcoming 2026.

Be there.

I'm bringing the Casu.

And, eventually, myself.

End of transmission!

* Especially in virtue of the fact that finally, thanks to the Austro-Hungarian linguistic prowess of those present, not too marked actually (I expected worse), I finally learned after thirty years of proto-labial sufferings how to pronounce the [ˈaɪnˌʃtʏɐʦəndə ˈnɔʏˌbaʊtən of good Blixa Bargeld, and above all thanks to the Turk for the tacit/underlying meaning post-belligerent contained therein: I've always said that DeBBasio teaches me a lot of cool things.

** However, there is a limit to everything: conducting a program on and with DeBasio as the protagonist without being physiologically inscribed is something unacceptably unacceptable: I would suggest immediately banning Till as soon as he will inscribe himself.

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