like being harassed and prefer, at the last minute, a handy list rankings, the end of the year, are able to summarize only disharmony and confusion. So what's Zombie Nation, along with the great exception to someone else, maybe it's the album of the year, and the primary reason appears when the selection is still in play, it would the same and played for a whole if I ever calassi disc jockey in the guise of a home but quite pleasant summer establishment. But there's more. Because once dismantled the equipment, I already know that the target would be some public parking area of \u200b\u200bthe device, perhaps still the same, where he then slipped on the smooth music of Intercity , collected in what is perhaps the album of the year, which tells the story of New York from Italy, however, growth stopped at the stage of pathetic self-pity, as if the seasons are not always going on and smoke came out from the mouth, it's hot in winter or cool in summer . Yet, despite all , despite this stable and increasingly self-conscious pause feature, some new worlds have been able to hatch on their own end. One of these resulted from the reckless attempt by the Inglese Heretic , to witness the work of Kenneth Grant, the transforming magic of sounds that smell of wet to no end, along with citations and waltzes that make up what streganti perhaps could be the album of the year, oil, and parapsychological space. Just before hand, even when not flying as if they took a train, the Balearic heat warm the homes of lands far colder than today, the most fascinating of the current, and meeting places of abstraction that words are wasted in outlining. I remember there, lacking warmth, echoes from far away islands, and signed jj Washed Out , perhaps the authors of the two albums of the year, a tie, of course, with those of two other singers, Dan Auerbach and Mr. E of Eels , heating for my music room. Within the latter, the Italian-Swedish bedroom, we lived a little on both sides: in the shadows, fell by Fever Ray , extended by the Quartet (naturalized British?) Of xx , when only perhaps they are decided as the records of the year, but also in the hot sun when, in the company, he dreamed of instead of sun rays reflected on the ice, advanced by Snow Miike, and the mega party where they dance to the dancehall Major Lazer , announced pioneers with their album, Perhaps albums of the year. I also remember when confusion reigned supreme, in a summer rose to weep, tremble on Paper Chase and ennoble their record as perhaps the year, recognizing the notes in the spectrum of dementia and macabre set up random, in the absence of Mac Blackout (He excluded the great) and having surrogates do not just like. Unique in every moment able to exorcise the disease of love, of that love, for example, sang for us (or me) by Julie Doiron in what is perhaps the album of the year, trampling and heavy as few as none. Function similar to that of the diary of the year, full of secrets signed Emmy The Great, the protagonist of conclusive incredible spring day, able to rejuvenate at least twenty months and avoid all unseemly though a number of situations inhabitant of these same. But back to more recent times, the fall was wonderful, the month of October extraordinary built day by day following the surprise for some scenarios and some revelations, always with the tranquility of a time which can only be envied from here or from March onwards. The record of Kings Of Convenience , maybe record of the year, walking hand in hand unrepeatable in other places, without the need that these songs just attacked a passenger transported elsewhere to reality. In general it was difficult to feel the rhythm of their steps in time with that of a cosmic music, this time of Epic45 , whose hard, maybe the year, representing a countdown, ran out the last moments of quiet beloved because, without misunderstandings, that dimension, albeit tricky, remained stable. Besides the necessary cutouts and sheer delight there were: avoidance in the supermarket with the disc (maybe the year) of Jay Reatard headphone, see the disk (maybe year) of Mos Def between beats real, she found a few meters away from the Dead Weather , perhaps the authors of the live of the year, translating into megalomania compositions by resonances mostly instantaneous, regardless of residence Swedish (with the disc, perhaps the year, Bruno Pronsato ) or the Italian stay (during which stories about the attempted production of apocalyptic Dakota Suite , the chorus of vampire Hatcham Social and witty insights on behalf of The Whitest Boy Alive , all those albums of the year maybe if taken individually).
A list and a ranking to be content and to avoid regress striving for affection huge and unnecessary.
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