Mediatrek Ernesto Assante already hang out for a while, it was 2003, yes certainly was 2003 because my son was born a year later and I still remember fondly the night I came home after he was born and I wrote all excited even the friends of the blog. You know those events that are to tell everyone you feel you can not do without it and I was overwhelmed by such a heat wave I decided to start a blog of my own. Yes
short Spataffi to say this whole thing.
until 2003 had never heard Kyuss well.
Incredible for one that has its origins in rock hard, but believable when you consider that for at least five or six years in the 90s I had never heard a record that was one. Total black out, then fortunately recovered.
So speaking of this and that (not the night of the birth of my son eh) came out of the friend who invited me SHADO listening to the three most important album of the guys in question, those who know all there from 1992 to 1997 .
hell broke loose.
The root-hard-rock by definition. The power back to basics under control. The polverosissimo and heavy sound created by Josh Homme and company (but diobonino how old he is still young then and now, 18?) that pierce the decade of the '90s like no other album of the Seattle sound modaiolissimo had managed to do. Perhaps only the Alice in Chains are saved in comparison merciless.
Do not believe us?
Feel the initial pace of this that I believed to be the masterpiece of the entire production Kyuss. Feel
, Iommi picked up by the senior uncle of luxury in which he is and he will tell you for sure that to go on stage to play for one hour this stuff in return would give half his remaining years of life.
Josh Homme could easily go down in history for Kyuss, damn him.
But Augustine wanted to give us more evidence of Iddu, with Queens of the Stone Age (I hate acronyms). It attempts to change any asshole with Them Crooked Vultures, but from the mica there to drink.
Whitewater. In the face of that
gruppazzi s'atteggiano.
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