I was out with friends and was offered to sleep at a friend's place because it was too late to go home. The sofa was comfortable and I could sleep on a stone anyway.
In the morning they woke me up with Walking on the Moon at full volume. I will never forget that major second, and the sound of that bass, and that particular reverberation.
It took me four whole measures to gather the pieces of myself and start enjoying the music.
Hey wraub, I like this stuff. To me raises some distant Black Sabbath memories and some kind of nostalgia for the times when hard rock - OK metal - was not an olympic sport and could be performed by humans.
In other words, I like it.
Cassonetto in Italian sounds like a common waste bin where residents in a building put rubbish. Stupro means rape.
What kind of ill thoughts does this combination lead to.
Agreed, wow and wow. Paul, I am using your experience to convince a relative to jump the fence and decide for an operation. He is 58 years old, very active and sporty and he is near to giving up dancing or walking distances.