17:25 - 17:44 - Thursday 27 - April 2006 A.D.
REAL LIFE. REAL RECE.
The Punisher: NO: Give the tuition to me, should I pay for your lessons?))
pretazzo: listen to me, beasts...
The Punisher: "Pure Morning" wasn't bad...
michi: ;D
Dante: shut up zze I’m talking about serious stuff
michi: the name placebo is in Latin, a bit of culture for goodness' sake!!!!!!!
The Punisher: Now yes, 4 years ago they intrigued me... now I only save the cover which is gorgeous!
Dante: Take My Away
Dante: Nobody's Home
ZzE: yeah, at this point I’ll put paolino paperino band right dan?
pretazzo: placebo are awful to the dogs
michi: ??
The Punisher: Guys... what "download"...
michi: ah ok... I understand that you are a big fan...;DD
[ 27/04/2006 17.37.39: The Punisher enters DeChat ]
[ 27/04/2006 17.37.24: The Punisher decides to leave us ]
Dante: who spoke badly of avril that I’ll beat you
michi: ;DD
Dante: uahahahha
michi: well, always better than avril lavigne
Dante: zze tell us your inscrutable opinion
The Punisher: I'm running to the bathroom for a number two...
geenoo: come on placebo are really bad
michi: punny, don't be sigur ros or I’ll castrate you
The Punisher: "dignity"?!?!
The Punisher: 3 in their whole career... they really copied a lot...
geenoo: but why not the flaming lips?
michi: no, placebo have dignity punny please... don't kill them
Dante: some
ZzE: weehee
pretazzo: punny, who are you? de niro? you talking to me? :-D
michi: well some songs were nice
The Punisher: Placebo, another "nice" album to review...
geenoo: placebo are disgusting
Dante: uahaaaaaa
michi: I mean... what a fall from grace... then the useless duets
pretazzo: MONEY DOWN THE TOILET
The Punisher: Are you talking to me pretazzo?
geenoo: vic smile, pretazzo, it's pure garbage. trust me!
pretazzo: THE PLACEBO NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
pretazzo: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO
ZzE: po..pi..uuuff...
michi: they are terrible
pretazzo: but you could have put in some more swear words!
michi: today I bought placebo...
* "Live" review completely copied and pasted "live" from real conversations on Thursday, April 27 from 17.25 to 17.44 on the debaser chat. Execution and sending time: 16 minutes.
Ah, I forgot: It must be read strictly FROM BOTTOM TO TOP, like in chat... (if this isn't experimentation what is it?! :-)
Pierrot The Clown... touches even those with a heart of stone, bringing a tear to even those who have no eyes to cry.
Brian, Steve, and Stefan are like wine. They get better with time.
In this little masterpiece, everything is perfect: the electronics present but not annoying, the lyrics, the guitars, and Brian’s desperate yet sweet voice.
This album represents the sum of the previous four albums: it has the rage of Placebo, the melancholy of Without You I’m Nothing, the flaws of Black Market Music, and the right experimentation of Sleeping with Ghosts.
The album is in the end the classic album that almost all bands that want to re-propose themselves without changing anything is: a search to continue without changing the profile that ends in boredom and repetition.
Meds is halfway between the band’s old glories and that half-failure that I consider to be their penultimate work.
The rock of Placebo is not made to be played only with essential instruments.
'Meds' is a work to be appreciated over time but it will not sound new to you at all.
Meds is an album composed of tracks that hark back to previous ones and others that prove to be innovative and new for Placebo.
In 'In the Cold Light of Morning', Brian’s voice sneaks between the bones like a cold wind, giving chills of fear.