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VENTURA We Recuit (2010)
"are not really serious when you're seventeen years," said another crevard. Me, in 1998, under the lime green of the promenade, listening to my disc-man
stuff like
, I glanced away to the foliage of trees and I was my only universe, and I did n'haïssais me, and emotionality of burning through my skull fragments that had me make a lasting impression. And this kind is a little death, he stirred, removed without a word. Time of Grace albums and other Celestial opened my door and I lost the key to the emocore (yes, you read correctly, and if you imagine the locks smooth and pink plaid pants and black c is that you were born in the nineties
ninety
is not serious. If you were born before, you have a big problem). It's been over a decade. It's long. I forgot. And they handed me this weekend Annealing, "Well, sometimes it comes out." The next day, I casually on my damn chain and after some plays, I collapsed floored by the most tremendous effect of memories I've ever spun. I was again almost to the quick, multiple layers accumulated to support life fell on the floor. Brutal.
But this album I am not a reminder of my age growing up and a great excuse to force you swing fascinating details about my life, or insult you (see below) completely free. It is especially hyper
hyper, and I choose the word.
At first I was repelled by the nasal voice and because I took off for the lyrics indigent. I was frightened by one or two choruses almost bouncy, this impression of teen music and self-sufficient feeding on itself. I was completely con. By the second listen I'm stuck two slaps and sentenced to 250 prostrations, was seriously that atone. We
Annealing is incredibly good. Emotionalism burning pieces that through my skull ...
I learned to like it a decade ago, the strength of this gymnastics, I can only love, love better. Information goes faster in my brain, much less time lost in thoughts and tame. Quickly integrated it sinks - to stay - in my consciousness my whole cognitive system stimulant. Yippee. I have the pleasure to listen to this album, you can not know, I'd like but you can not, or worse you do not want, sclerotic shambles, sleeping cock in hand listening to the last
The Ocean
. Will die trash.
short. It's like the return of an old friend who was never really gone, or I do not know, anyway, it's a wonderful album.
. vf
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Phill Niblock - LYON (2010)
well. But 
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