Ingrandisci questa immagine
Perfect, after finding a buyer for the 'Amityville House', today I present to you a new old little house. No, I’m not a real estate agent but a researcher of shacks. Located 3km from emptiness and 5km from nothingness, you can admire a splendid landscape made of clearings, clearings to the west where clearings stretch out, while to the southeast clearings reign supreme, unlike the northeast where, except for the clearings, there are only clearings. Quiet neighbors, actually not noisy neighbors, or rather, not neighbors at all, all far away. A quiet and famous residence, since an Australian band in 1987, inexplicably, decided to immortalize it on the cover of one of their records. I’ve said it all, all that’s left is for you to dig into your cosmic nothingness, good luck, or rather... break a leg!
 
Sid Vicious - Something Else

Question: But why did John Simon Ritchie want to adopt a Sardinian stage name (in Italiese Iside Viziosetto)...?
 
Greg Prevost (The Chesterfield Kings) - Universal Vagrant 2016 Full Vinyl Spain
I'm listening to this album for the first time now, but with that look on the cover, what could our man possibly sound like, pretending not to know his recent past? He seems like Johnny Thunder; above all, there's an elegiac sound reminiscent of the Stones, and shall we throw in a healthy dose of ‘60s Garage? Let’s do that. I'm listening to it, but what do you say, our man @[imasoulman] and our man @[IlConte]?
 
Tom Waits - Had Me a Girl
Had me a girl..in Toledo!
 
Ingrandisci questa immagine
With this collage of 6 episodes from my column, I take the opportunity to let you know that tonight I’m forced to post at 6:00 PM.
Don't hold it against me! While we’re at it, here’s the updated ranking after episode n° 27. See you later, good guys!

6 @[Almotasim]
5 @[Hank Monk]
5 @[tia]
3 @[sergio60]
2 @[IlConte]
1 @[hellraiser]
1 @[imasoulman]
1 @[masturbatio]
1 @[mrbluesky]
1 @[musicanidi]
1 @[madcat]
 
Motorpsycho - Uberwagner Or A Million Bubbles In My Mind And anyway, last night three straight hours (without breaks or encores) of heavy rock, at times metal, at times stonerish, with endless psychedelic jams... stuff that makes you come out dazed and bewildered. They are a war machine, just like they were about 20 years ago (seen in Casalmaggiore). I’ve grown old, they haven’t. Stage animals...