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Tuesday, December 21, 2010
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However, to redeem myself, I'll do an article on a - other - my favorite Japanese bands, one that is also quite famous outside of Japan and perhaps more accessible musically than other things I put Nipponese I speak Boris group. You may wonder what will be special, maybe because I have several Japanese groups similar before and I'll tell you, do not worry, have two main things that differentiate Boris the rest of the Japanese style groups: they have a Japanese guitar is like cheese and they are one of the groups multifaceted going to hear, as it marks a great drone album with Sunn O))) which enter the psychedelic rock or record a series of albums with Merzbow - with Merzbow! - all without breaking a sweat.
If you're reading this instead of looking at Wata, congratulations: You're Gayer.
Boris is a fairly modern in fact, was founded in 1992 but began to make albums from year 96 and from then until now have gone through very different styles. According to Wikipedia, which I have no idea of \u200b\u200bhis previous works to Heavy Rocks 2002, at its inception practiced a kind of stoner rock with touches of doom and I imagine that is far below that recorded the album collaborating with Sunn O ))) in 2006, but the record that I will discuss more recent, 2005, when he made a more rapid and dynamic music, and there is another album that Pink , a piece of disk with all the letters . As is customary in the discs that I bring, it is not work to classify to a single genre but feeds on various styles to create something genuine in this case an experimental psychedelic stoner with very slight hints of noise.
The album begins with quite densitometric Parting , a subject long and heavy as Black Sabbath could not even dream of, is very drone the matter and very dirty and I personally love, but not be alarmed if you do not convince it ends entire disk is not well - but if you like, look for the record that comment back, which made along with Sunn O))), that you will love - and then the style becomes a succession of issues short and fast with some intermediate-like dark and sinister Blackout - some surprise that borders on shoegaze - My Machine - and, finally, an orgy lisérgicopsicodélica cañerísima, intense and lengthy entitled Is Thrown Away When We which compels one to move as if it had a scorpion in his underwear. It is possible that this is a disc shocking, something heavy, for some repetitive and obviously not for everyone, but if I have this blog is not to write about the fucking David Bisbal, is to post those that are unknown wonders cream and you need to discover, and after your musical approach depends appreciate it or not, I have kept. Good evening, enjoy and do not forget to leave a comment.
Sunday, December 12, 2010
How To Drop A Mobile Home
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Saturday, December 11, 2010
Best Budget Av Receiver Reviews
- Damn, Lisa!
He sat in the chair, her hands to her temples.
Liliana was behind the kitchen counter, sitting on a bench, legs crossed, with shorts that barely covered above the thigh, light blouse tops, the mole on his left knee, shaking his sandals hanging, sustained his toes. He smoked in silence, expressionless, looking at the clock in the room.
"I talked to death, remember? To hurt the least.
Liliana finally returned to itself.
"I was going to say.
- Tell me what?! , Raised the tone, but half of the sentence Her voice broke, what are you taking with the other?
"No, I feel it gives us no more. As we talked, "he said in tones soft, almost tender. Seemed to have no remorse.
"But you did not. Had to be this way. I realized that I was seeing the face. How long, Liliana?
"Six months.
-Puta mother began to breathe deeply to the keep from crying. Not because they would mourn, but because he knew that to do so, Liliana not fail to be moved at all. I had the need to make her feel bad, but looked in defeat even before trying anything.
rubbed his eyes with the cuffs of his sweatshirt and continued until he could speak with questions.
- What do you suggest?
Liliana exhaled the smoke through the nose, while smeared jam in the middle of a roll.
- Me? Nothing. I'm not in a position to do so. It was I who failed, I who have to accept the consequences. Who will decide in this case is you.
hated that Liliana was right and speak with that parsimony and chair. He could easily forgive, forget everything, propose to begin again. Impossible. Just to hear him say that he was dead. That had talked many times. Not anymore.
"Well, tomorrow I will come for my things," and left the department.
-Fernanda, wait-Liliana wanted to react. The door was already closed.
He stood up, tucked her hair behind her ear and put out his cigarette on the bread with jam.
Gibran Dominguez