Monday, April 11, 2005

Mouthwash You Can Swallow

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80 Years. joy and sorrow, before which most people fall into two camps clean and precise, a first contingent of people who leaves slamming the door and cursing bitterly; the remaining broth in jujube, stifling between a lollipop and ecstatic cries at the thought of the city 'to drink, as virgins virgins and mundane boy band "Take On Me "and countless other crap (fashion). The first understand them, and second, we try only to sympathize with and will not be 'easy. In my
careful sociological research, however, 'are able to identify a third category of behavior, or those of the "revival anniottanta" fuck it. Do not slam the door and do not rejoice in vain. The Piano Magic are the "third way" to those unmentionable years. Outline a recovery period of musical aesthetics, they reproduce sounds and abstracts from the ways their time. So doing an operation in the new part, personal. Play materials dating without a date. They write songs hopelessly romantic as it could do the best Felt, This Mortal Coil, Aztec Camera, Durutti Column, New Order et different, but still write their songs. and this time some of their best. A generation of sounds heard, loved, digeriti.Con intellectual autonomy to be sent loud vulgar fuck any attempt to approach a 80's revival.
ps beyond the chatter and this' good album. And I do not want nobody but glen johnsonn leaving very little flashback ...: ... the province of Ferrara a concert in the middle of nowhere ... an industrial area ... 16 ... viewers a handful of English musicians apparently led by a loser skater last category ... but only the physical appearance ... and 'what ... facial expression leaves no hope ... when you are ... very often stay ... a terrible loser. Glen and his associates go on stage and start ... Concert a more 'memorable I've ever seen. Perhaps few people know how to play with emotional urgency that few times I've seen. the rest are crap. the magic plan branded my listening for a few years. crown pieces like summer when you hear them and play them in your face leaves no way out ... you get it now ... well there you are immersed in the bad luck that surrounds people like glen .... I just do not hold the pick in the same way. Long live the king of losers!

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