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David Prudhomme-rebetiko (weed)

rebetiko is a beauty. A dream of comic material makes the point about a place in history quite well known, the Turkish diaspora in Greece of General Metaxas. Rebet is what the Turkish Orthodox Christian living in exile in Greece, which survives in urban interlopers. Not really but bandit trader, living small strokes, and especially in our case and thus in the book Prudhomme, rebet is a fantastic musician. He sings the blues of the Balkans, the daily music that accompanies his bouzouki and whose verses reflect the love and bullshit of these little schemers, lovers and raki kiff.

rebetiko recounts five men, five talented musicians whose talent is endless orgies throat and memorable. Prudhomme is the sharpness of delivering raw harshness of his characters: they are blood and bagareurs, riders and revelers, and obviously ill-bringueurs bedfellows, but the Devil! They are alive! And their music? One would swear to hear as you turn the pages. That book is a beauty.

Prudhomme's really neat desin, its colors and its division. He does not hesitate to take the dance of drunken solidarity shows the relationships love friendship that bind all these men. The music is there in the picture. And the emotions are overwhelming the reader when the image suddenly comes alive at the corner of a dive from a boat or macabre glitter of the blade of a knife. The kiffe, alcohol, music, men ... What a beautiful book.

Image taken from the author's blog (linked by clicking on the title) devoted to the creation of this book.

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Chris Potter Underground - Ultrahang

I discovered late Chris Potter, stupidity on my part, I saw in him a foppish posing with his saxophone. This that prejudice does not see anyway ... In short, I forgot one time and then rediscovered in the course of a disc with David Binney - South - in which the density technique Potter game I suddenly emerged as flanboyante. A critical Jazz Mag by Frederick Goati recently convinced me to re-tender the ear and mind to the music of this musician.
"Ultrahang" is an album without a record label. It is self-produced and distributed exclusively by the site ArtistShare. In fact, this is what made me interested in this album. Chris Potter, and even foppish poseur, without record company? Does he proposes nothing worthy of attention? Is it more than a sideman among the sidemen? I had already, even before hearing the disc, a more precise about that question: no. Chris Potter has a music show, certainly more than half of the tasks that continue to clutter the shelves of outlets Jazz. I am therefore procured the disc. And I listened, sitting, unfurl the raw music that I crashed into the eardrums. Chris Potter still has things to say, by the way he screams at the sound of a funk groove, incredibly, to paraphrase Ferré "slap it, it screams, it's mouth," and good god it's good! Listen
"Ultrahang! Let yourself be carried away by raw funk of "Rumple"! This disc is a nugget that grooves on its eight tracks with all the best musicians: Craig Taborn on Fender Rhodes, Adam Rogers on guitar and Nate Smith on a battery. Four boys for a great record.
I put the website link in Potter and especially a page from which you can - must-listen Rumpler. http://www.chrispottermusic.com/radio.aspx

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Stéphane Beauverger - The Déchronologue

I just finished reading an excellent novel and I am delighted to discover that The Turnaround, after the storm Alain Damasio he meets another author capitalized: Stéphane Beauverger. Bravo Volta! "The Déchronologe" is a raffiot of piracy carried by strong sea waves on the Caribbean in the mid 17th century. Conducted by Henri Villon, captain and melancholic alcoholic (the two often go hand in hand) faces storms from other time, temporal paradoxes that turn what could have been interpreted as the peaceful filibustering in eternal hunt along yards.

It is useful to serve from now on that the novel is deconstructed, the 25 chapters organizing in the future time jumps to the present, past and then again in the future, etc., they take the story of Henry Villon width, principal immediately the anguish of his closest end to tell us much later cause this death. Beauverger slalom and continually fails to deliver than piecemeal ersatz truth that grows to detect. For this world is rotten, it oozes marvel at other times, CD players join the free use of gunpowder and the simple motor sail taut with wind, rocket launchers devastate English cities even though the we continue to fight the saber in other échauffourrées. Beauverger created a soup with time as the source of faults that some use to reinvent the present and the future of uninterrupted nexus. Vertigo.

But even in these situations is that the richer idea of the novel, Stephen knows there Beauverger add a sum of characters more compelling one than the other, beginning with Captain Henry Villon himself. Villon ets a wood-free thirst-compulsive, but it is also a visionary of the time loaded with paradoxes, he tracks the first technological wonders aboard Chronos, and then resurrected by controlling the still standing when he renamed in Déchronologue comes the time to confront these wonders. "The Déchronologue" is a novel broad, filled with the suffering of those seamen who were both fascinated and as mystisfié oceans. It tasted the bitterness of situations without reservation, this dungeon incredible Cartagena delivered without a mask Beauverger at his best when he dissects the misery and disaster. Great novel and great writer.

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Ah yes, last minute! In rummaging on the web I stumbled upon the blog of Davide Toffolo, too rare author who committed the White King some time ago. It was really good and the images that ooze on his blog are just as important.

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- Pachyderm

Lupus is probably the series that has most transformed my interest in comics in a consuming love, Peeters showed them everything I loved to see and read in a SF with blurred but developed and with characters we remember a long time. The first volume in particular, what a slap! This incredible game fishing, drug search, and caught everything good in the guts. In fact since I venerate Lupus Peeters. Yet I was not interested RG, lai I do not read, just puff, I feel no appetite for this type of story married cop and introduced realism of treatment. Often I am better with dreams and stars. Koma was fine, I have to read the last book, especially because I read something else and finally Koma m'atteind do no more than that. So
"Pachyderm" and its lavish coverage. Implaccable pitch: a woman comes out of his car locked in traffic following a collision with an elephant. So Make a story with that! It seeks to reach the hospital services which her husband was accepted following an accident. The husband seems to be an agent of espionage-cons (those who read well would then feel that my interest fades appreciably) and the hospital a nest Spy. Yet all this is too simple, Peeters has seen the films of Lynch, he knows that you can twist a story in any case his conduct, and thereby reveal conditions in the latter. What if? And if the story I have just summarized was not quite reflect what actually watch the action? And if this woman was simply deranged? Her husband valid? The doctor simply a drunkard on the back? Peeters mixing the ingredients, dosage and add salt, pepper, chilli pepper. There is a spy who comes out of a vent hood, his long nose is somewhat reminiscent of Moebius and Eden. There is a gallery of characters Foutraque, very well chewed, dialogues that touch and really dessu by all this, some evanescence of history itself.
The result is an unconventional album, perfectly controlled but in which one feels the freedom of artists to improvistion, to be guided by instinct, to accept to lose a few assumptions to win other spheres understanding. Great album by the man I consider one of the greatest French writers of the moment. Do not deprive yourself Peeters read this, it is also responsible for a pachyderm in suspension.

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Julien Lourau - Saigon Quartet / Raphaël Imbert - N_Y Project

Right now I buy (too!) jazz record. I had my period frenetic lined collectionnite attempting to scaffold a ranking of the best staff out Blue Note 70s. I laugh even the emptiness of the thing. Bringing Hancock and Wayne Shorter and Tony Williams finally see behind and Grachan Moncur III and Andrew Hill course but also Bobby Hutcherson, Donald Byrd and the Messengers. Ahah, vain operation that now ... So of course I'm stuffed as it should, I forged son between these galaxies and close-woven canvas I think a fairly unique sound, I fear that those now as heard and understood. Yet when this not my week led me to the jazz department, my hands were almost without hesitation before the latest discs and Imbert Julien Lourau. I grabbed these known references to the second, and a bit of novelty for the second. Lourau with me for a while now, since the groovy gang of my high school years, and then especially with "The Rise", manifest in the splendid writing but also simple incantation. This is a saxophonist whose energy and I can not say that Coltrane or Rollins has the most influence. But does it really matter?

I will not write a feature article on Julien Lourau, first because I feel more viscerally and intellectually musqiue her, he is an artist who sticks to me physically and then because I own a good one too lazy to do any research about it. I can still say that it is relatively young (born in the 70's what), he recorded many records that number in here, just playing with Bojan Z and Henri Texier does not take a joke but nevermind.

This new disc recorded with a quartet including Laurent Coq au piano is very good, he alternated playing the alto and tenor, and when I myself have yet a clear preference for the sounds that to relieve viola, it flies beautifully, still enamored of repetitive riffs bordering on the sublime in the tear (see the very good, exalting the "Walking on Water"). What else? Thomas on bass Bramerie book a delightful score, full physical and Otis Brown III (whose name appears on many records at this time) is not left behind his drums. So much for the Lourau.

Imbert calls on him a melee with more music fusion. American trio, it delivers 13 tracks of high quality, alternating slow play, with air flights and more physical tension. The result is really good, Imbert releasing energy truly insane on his compositions. The melody of "Sanctuary Cloisters" is a delight, she slips naturally as a small nursery rhyme, the song gets carried away and then everything becomes clear, three jazz musicians deliver a total groove, jazz as I love it, powerful and lyrical .

Imbert is an exile in New York since the Medici Foundation gave a grant off-the-Walls. She has made the foundation, the artist perfectly repect the deal, a very beautiful music emerges from this "N_Y Project"

So here I turned to the old and the young is that I Genari call to order! And I have not spoken there six months Disc Stéphane Kerecki. I should have.

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Del The Funky Homosapien - Automatik Statik

There had been "Both Sides of the Brain" in 2000 and then nothing for almost eight years, but since 2008, Del bombards his audience exits, all the more alluring than the others. I will not make the history of the boy, I hope everyone here has a small LED shown prominently placed on the bedside table, just to recall the form than the lad began as messenger boy for his cousin Ice Cube before turning 180 ° and raise the collective Hieroglyphics with other guys from Soul of Mischief, Casual and Opio I named. Finally, let us imagine that the informed public and especially the international media will be recognized primarily for his participation in the great Deltron 3030, Galactic slab which rests on his voice talent to emcee, monster album which will remain as a top cross-gender.
short, since 2008, the outputs are linked to Del who appropriates a bit more each day of this funk that stigmatizes her surname, "Funk man" this year and now "Automatik Statik" is actually two exits dripping sticky funk and pleasurable. Only available for download, and that's why this short article, "Automatik Statik" is proposed at $ 3 minimum, a pittance for the quality of the music of Del.
For those who are interested, just go here: http://http//delthefunkyhomosapien.bandcamp.com/album/automatik-statik

And more sounds and info on his myspace here: http: / / http / / www.myspace.com / delthefunkyhomosapien

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Q-Tip - Kamaal The Abstract

Finally we formally edited the "Kamaal The Abstract" Q-Tip album that sold under the counter for a decade or so. While the informed reader will immediately say that I still talk about Q-Tip but the informed reader (I know they are at least two, God watches over them ..) understand that this necessarily matracage then is better than n 'What else is important, it is even more legitimate to speak of Q-Tip that this guy is probably the emcee gives the most meaning to this function within the hip-hop, this is a guy who represents the essence of his music, which boosts its flow and its placement voice so special.
Q-Tip is a piece of hip-hop itself, and anyway, if I honor it sings to me. So
"Kamaal The Abstract," a disc recorded ten years ago, never honored with a physical release in due form, but taken up by all lovers of hip-hop as a pearl black groove and it is almost everything to do that.
Discovering just the disc, I have a little trouble saying what it would be more or less brilliant than the rest of the production of tea abstract, but nothing that listens, the strength of the homogeneity of Disc talks immediately. It plays a lot on this record, the instruments 'physical' is the producer of machines to compete to form a whole resolutely compact and quite frankly that draws on jazz types such as Christian McBride and example seriously as tinged with soulful modern Soulquarians. In a word, the disk is dense and in the light of the recent "The Renaissance" one could almost say that it takes the foot against the smartest to point to a less immediately visible face of the author. No titles
really emerges, there is no "Move" or piece of anthology that starts with "Back In The Day When I was a teenager, Before I had a status and a two-way pager. .. " but a jazzy groove that continues throughout, a production pile, a "barely in love funky, a blue girl" frankly jazz (the impeccable keyboard Kelvin Sholars, unless this is the work of Kamaal himself?) and a truly great disc strongly suggests that what hip-hop can reach better: meaning and sound.

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Michael Flynn - Eifelheim

Without any hesitation Elsewhere & Tomorrow deserves the title of worst coverage of 2008, perhaps we could consider contributing to the whole decade so this illustration infects discredits absolute work it is rather sensible note.
It would seek to ensure that the public already-strong light-SF fans turned away from Eifelheim we could not do it otherwise better. Ultimately, illustratively speaking, do worse, it was doing better. After this embarrassment
intrinsic to seize the book at your local bookstore - yes, because, well, the purchase of sub-literature aliénisée not everyday your servant - it is absolutely necessary for the reader to reach Clearly, this is not a trivial Michael Flynn, and his book either.
There are two narrative in "Eifelheim", one takes part in the 21st century in a roughly contemporary while the other takes place in the 14th century during the terrible epidemic of plague that ravaged Europe. Two stories about a : What happens to it so extraordinnaire Eifelheim, a small German town in the Black Forest so it disappears from the map. That is the question that arises Tom cliologue and therefore specialist historistique interactivity between human cities and capable, thanks to a powerful computer to demonstrate that where Eifelheim logically should be, there is find anything. Those are the questions contempraines Tom, and while he tries to understand the phenomenon, Michael Flynn tells us the story almost day by day of the fall of the village, focusing on the actions of Dietrich father, an educated man that appearance of beings strange fell from the sky, will indelibly shocked. And one can understand. Giant grasshoppers, endowed with reason, appeared on a metal vessel, but violating cultivated irascible but pugnacious, able to understand faith in the Savior, but also a follower of pagan precepts. In a word idle and isolated completely a priori far from their world.
That is the strength of the story of Michael Flynn, one might think of a reminiscence of a pulp magazine of the 30s but no, he manages to bring one of the aliens, to make us believe in the interrogation, Dietrich. So, the questions abound, mystical but also scientific: troune course the sun around the earth, would feel the wind from the speed of our planet if the opposite were true, obviously we can believe in the power of black powder, may even be ^ the ability to compel the forces of electric lightning, but we do not forget, like the inhabitants of Eifelheim that Jesus Christ is our savior, he is the one which will arrive by the hello. The aliens to believe or not, at this revelation. Formidable
quest for meaning, the story of Michael Flynn questioned our relationship with the unknown and the divine, our ability to understand the difference and particularity, the individual and the group. It's strong, smoothly conducted, some dialogues are immediately think of the Valladolid controversy that questioned the humanity of Native Americans and yes, definitely, the questions posed here sound long as the reading of the novel unfolds.
I have a close to make - in addition to this hideous converture-the language of Michael Flynn is not the most alluring, she's like a scientific setting a string of facts and does not imply much beyond as a PhD student. As these aliens are too close to our contemporaries, they probably use a technology too similar to ours, but nevermind ... Another thing, the story of contemporary interest is limited too, the characters fairly caricatured and that in total mismatch with those of the Germanic Middle Ages. Injury, the author probably could be dispensed with. Remains a book of unquestionable quality and returns far all the "aspirations" that abound-authors in this genre literature. The alien here is undeniably clever and it's good to read.

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Jean-Philippe Jaworski - Winning the war

There are precious authors try to speak here and there among this category is that I forget to address the critical, sometimes lack of time, often lazy, sometimes because I dare to believe in innate or a buzz in the few stories I have posted on various web forums I frequent. It is clear that it does not work a bit. I must remember my marketing technique since its base, then begin by discussing in these pages the books read, which I adored and failed to serve their great wealth here. "Winning the war" is absolutely part of this category is definitely a great book that has the richness of his language a rather rare in this type of literature - the so-called, and I know recently: literature of the imagination, term barbarian who would combine the worst word in his wanderings of heroic fantasy to science fiction's most precise through fantasy and horror-short, with this book, Jaworski killed me last April I think .

Yes, because in my-new-resolutions-to-me-that I have, I consider that the weakness of failing to transcribe here the various emotions of the reader that I have had in the year failure is not like a word and as this book is worth a read, it certainly must be my duty to share it. Um, not sure of this last occurrence but nevermind ...

To quickly replace the context "Winning the war" has its source in "Janua Vera" collection of short stories published in Electric Sheep, which had at least reverse the critical time, and rightly so. The news of "Vera Janua" all unfolded in the Old Kingdom and at different times, they addressed each style and a different problem and forced on them in a very specific form: the chivalry of the mythological form or at the the purest fantasy, the reader quickly traveled many times and always backed by specific words and density Lanque of the author, a real happiness. Among the protagonists

encountered in "Vera Janua" Don Benvenuto literally burst the text by the extreme density of his psychology and the profile while its opposition figures. At the time, I told myself that Jaworski was there the ideal person to carry on in a novel and believe that the wishes of the humble readers are eventually fulfilled, the author me (us readers!) Bestowed around 700 pages the famous Don Benvenuto. Ecstasy of the reader.

Don Benvenuto is a killer in "Janua vera" is finally trapped and is doing a wonderful spin to finish the occult adviser magnate, the Podesta Ducatore Leonida, in general long but disgrace, "whirling" in turn, found himself in the end with the selection of new weapons and proclaimed leader of the Republic of Ciudalia. Gold to balance the hearts of those wealthy merchants and nobility ciudalienne, Ducatore needs to go to war, first to remove immediate political advantage but also to ensure rebirth in the city an aura unchallenged on the sea The main road walk from the Old Kingdom.

That's the starting pitching and I understand that with this bread, your hunger can not get enough respect. But you must believe in the fineness of Jaworski who titled his book: "Winning the War," while it is already celel won when the story of Don Benvenuto committed. Winning the war is won back to port and finally make sure that victory is gained on many fronts that it so closely aavit awake. Policy and therefore power struggles and intrigues will animate the novel of 700 pages under the magnificent feather gift Benvenuto tells us in first person narrative of his adventures and we will see that this assurémeent written testimony is a importance for a master assassin.

I do not dwell on the story itself for fear of disclosing the salt of the puzzle, but know that Benvenuto is a grim and twisted indicidu led by Podesta accabit the same and that these two guys will fight a war and yet beautiful enough just initiated by a spin Jaworki screenplay which we do not believe for a second. But that is not there, he rests in text quality and accuracy of writing, vocabulary sought by the author, sometimes a bit bombastic, it is true, but finally a really happy read a text of a force as natural and the pen of a French writer in an area that was thought lost to the benefit of authors héxagonal Anglo-Saxon depusi a long time. Nay, Jaworski, but Stephane Beauverger Alain Damasio and Laurent Kloetzer are there, and they are waiting for your kindness.

"I never liked the sea

Believe me, paltoquets who revel in the beauty of the waves, they never set foot on a galley. The sea, it shakes like a nag débourrée evil, it spits and slaps it like a whore cantankerous, it rises and it falls like a cart on a Ormière and it is fatter and more silt than the pot to ease my late grandmother. Beautiful changing horizons and breath of the open sea? Foutiases! The sea is your most calamitous cooked, and worse, without drunkenness ".

PS: I slide just a quick word about the editor, Electric Sheep, whose job is remarqauble and which I really want to make a success with this book, even if the sales situation only appears in print not any better in this particular area, especially if the cover does not display a bare-breasted warrior. In short, read the Sheep, it's good for them and good for you!

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Mary Gentle - The Book of Ash

dint talk to you here for Fantasy you will eventually believe that on one hand I do not read it and secondly I am the champion. Both are wrong of course. A warrior in full armor mounted on a caparisoned horse and illustrated by William Sorel never enough to make me buy any book. I would even rather wide recoil against him. However I must admit that since I read Lord of the Rings (finally late enough, I had just over 20 years) ten years ago, the few shelves dedicated to gender have greatly satisfied. So I can reasonably consider myself a reader of heroic fantasy, it remains only to let me grow and the hair and beard, letting my fingers disappear under a mass of rings and leathery mitts and the range will be almost complete. Except I do not read fantasy, I read only good books and simply and in the case of the Book of Ash by Mary Gentle, I read (almost) always good books.

Ash is an alternate history, a "what if the Visigoths finally landed in Carthage after the fall of the Roman empire had prospered and that their civilization had dominated the Western world until the 15th century?" So much for the alternate history and reading, I'll just say it's a damn good idea, just by mixing it with ash, a replica of Joan of Arc in less virgin but equally blessed by God and giving the latter a historical reality in the Charles the Bold of Burgundy. All that it is good, just like the direct style of Gentle, the ability to embrace his character twisting until he (or she) has purged all the marrow of his feelings and his doubts to the variable geometry of his intestines during the course of a battle. I still found many errors in these four books (over 2000 pages in total!), Starting with the relative worthlessness of book 3, which extends ad nauseam the seat of Dijon and, thinking renew the plot imagining the agony of the Duke of Burgundy merely obliges Mary Gentle to reinvent the agony (at least to renew) the following volume. Missed. The other constraint of the Book of Ash is the association of early book trade in emails between Professor Ratcliff, the discoverer of the truth about Ash! -And-go fast and its editor, not fully convinced of the veracity of the facts that his doctor tells him the manuscript. In short, an oiling verbose not very interesting and not even saved by the rather simple form that takes its trade. Except that these exchanges will depend the end of the book, and here's the rub, I jumped me these bullshit, and reached the end of book, that's all the exaltation which falls understanding that trying to spin uchronia on 2000 pages, in Mary Gentle would necessarily fall in Ashes history. And it's a shame as the book is raw and at times good, some poignant chapters of bitter realism and voracious so bloody cut is full. But I have great difficulty in considering that the author wanted to happen, assumes perhaps not quite the load of fantasy that has naturally given to his book. This is not noble, not the fine science-fiction on which you can rattle galore, this is the fantasy many dirty, there is neither dwarf nor elfle but miracles and demons, big battles like Dijon revivaitpar his seat on Helm's Deep.

Taking fantasy in Ash would have to go to Mary Gentle at the end of his story in a much more convincing and more legitimate with respect to the characters themselves, and I could not get that impression as pccchhiiittt I got it, closing the book.

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Mos Def - The Ecstatic

So yeah, no doubt, I m'assagis. I listen to Q-Tip until the official release very soon his Kamaal The Abstract (14 September!) But I also listen to Mos Def, and that, even if the legend will quickly to build a eulogy for future generations, well I must admit that it's still less than the legendary former boss of ATCQ! And although Black on Both Sides and Black Star have been there (there are ten or more for first and second), the Mos Def bin now, it is mainly black with the little laugh Gondry makes his world.

Okay. And one could almost stop there. End of recording career for the guy from Brooklyn and it may be good when you see this book as his accomplice in a decade Talib Kweli. Mos Def, the guy missed two albums and then byebye, intergalactic guide under his arm towards Hollywood and Michel Gondry, would also have replaced Seu Jorge in Wes Craven's The Life Aquatic. Yeah. But I'm half convinced myself by what I write, the class of Mos Def fled away, his special way to put his rhymes, his voice scratchy, almost fake-often wrong! - And it would still think that the boy's musical career is over.

Well no, I become wise, I listen more carefully to my old croutons, but no, the Mos Def for 2009 is not a bit musty, or just for hair aloors sung in English and I find myself even hum now. Um, "no hay nada mas ..." Yeah, I know, two or three rhymes like this and I personally dig the grave, jury! But now even these hackneyed beats, emerged for the occasion by a Jackson family (Otis and his brother ..) in full recycling of its own, and these beats Ben even got me to wear. I recognized the talent of a boy gifted intact, gold in his mouth so his art is delicate, hidden away in a cave known only to the most nasty hip hop emcees, the cave of the griots, the storytellers of stories and poets who rhyme to rhyme! ...... Um, sorry about that, I take just the extent of my keyboard, I listen to old records, and, shit, I shot the springs buried cave, the fabulous art .... Hum.

Returning to Def and his record. I did not like the first five or six plays, the persistent impression of hearing the same ten albums released there are two or three years. Sound acceptable but beats borrow back all already used elsewhere as a latency intrinsic novelty, but does not advertise recycling. Okay, that's just my first impression. I'm just stubborn, I like to bury the artists adored knowingly, they find the biggest flaws in the coffin allows efficient, rapid killing of rap music by columnist requires an exact science of artistic missteps, the unpardonable error of taste. I probably wanted to get there, how would I know? Anyway, I polished my esgourdes, delivered on the plain that led Ecstatic so little and I'm gone, I must admit, as a teen of fifteen years discovering in his mailbox the reissue of Twilight brushed with a pair of wings with real-chave mice. In short, I was happy to hear this good rapper boyfriend as in his early youth, I had a smile on your face and I foamed happy, my fifth pint of beer ...

This is a paper return to normal life, will forgive mistakes, language punished or not, they're underway, we did it to splurge. Go

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