why do you ask who is the greatest? why don't you ask "who is the most beautiful one?", disagree completly on the choices, and start another trojan war? at the end we shall know for sure wheater is bob or not...

i appologize on the tone, but this kind of arguments pisses me off...

and A STANDING OVATION goes to david campese and his march down the oxford street in london, as a sandwich-man. a real guy always keeps his promises. way to go, david! a real gentleman.

you could also search for CDs from "hotel costes", "nu de lune", "cafe de paris", "irma bossa", "paris lounge" collections. chillin' music for lazy suday afternoons.

Oh, no, Sir, that's no way I'm going to say that. We just got to admitt that the visionary flood of alchool works wonders for some...

c.

self denial. there is nothing more than self denial. someone who sings "born to loose" in such a peaceful manner, as if sitting in a cafe, early evening and watching the girls passing by, smilling... and loosing it all... it is a very delicate and precious image, a moment of grace. no ange...

don't blame berinde for being compared with waits and cohen, it is not his fault, anyways... he is just sharing the same decadent and self distructive perspective upon everything. i have seen him performing in bucharest alongside ada milea and he is charming. his bitter and voluptous sense of humor ...