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e), although there is much work-study-yet to enter the first division and leave the group category graciosete. He was charming, yes, its accelerated version of "Dracula Ye-Ye" popularized by Dr. Explosion priceless. And then Christian Death. I do not know if from the technical point of view was a great concert, and of course I give a damn if it was not. There are times in which clouds the understanding you because of the jolts of emotion that produces listen direct issues away all bloody enjoying life. And that's what happened to the undersigned during the concert of Christian Death. Sounded the first notes of "Cavity", battery-style battered caverpublic (at times gave the impression that Victor was going to leave in the altogether) and Rikk Agnew was about 80 kilos more wisely converted into charisma, because the truth is that he's got the public in the pocket with poses and crap, and, in the meantime, he took out his guitar squeaks hiceron insinuating that large Christian Death. They finished with "Dogs" after the incident, "I Hate You" (unforgivable), and that is screaming to lerenda menda hit "We Need youuuu alooone" from the micro Rikk, since no one else dared to make its bit for the show. Paco Aramchek is marked an emotional farewell to the De Profundis (I hope that in the end, the concert box office do justice to the efforts of the organization), With his head held high. A penalty for the Madrid crowd, who returns to remain helpless before the night bloodsuckers entrepreneurs who care more about cashing between urchins that provide minimum standards of quality in music (and alcohol) serving. And in proof of this, just in Moscow, he visited for the first time, and that education and moderation, prevent me from adjectives, echándonos few laughs with the best of Rikk Agnew. On Saturday, after the obligatory visit to Rara Avis, we prepare for Zadera
and Sex Gang Children, this time alone
the_cabman and this your servant. The first disappointed meclassic status, is that the Sabbath was made even more obvious who loot, for example, Cinema Strange. Sexgang Andy, dressed in the style of Paco Clavel of darkness, he served as diva on stage and off the tables, not only because getting back down to do poses and finish "Sebastianne" among the public, also because he sold drawings and poems of his own hand (and, in confidence, of a somewhat dubious taste) to the low price of 10 euros. Genio, or "Song and Legend." When the thing ended, we left fuming at Los Amigos, from there to the home and, after picking up a bienhallado On1maraz, a joint whose name escapes me of those in "The List". This gives volve taster.