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mercoledì, marzo 30, 2005
Chapala y Ajijic
martedì, marzo 29, 2005
MEXICO.
Giornate splendide nello stato di Jalisco.
Presto in partenza per Aguascaliente,
presto seashore.
Abrazos.
voster semper voster
mercoledì, febbraio 16, 2005
Rancid - Journey To The End Of The East Bay
Reconciled to the belief consumed in sacred ground for me
There wasn't always a place to go
But there was always an urge, a need to belong
All these bands and all these people
All these friends and we were equals, but
Whatcha gonna do when everybody goes on without you
To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end
To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end
To the end, yeah
To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end
started in '87, ended in '89
You got a gargage or an amp we'll play anytime
It was just the 4 of us, yea man the core of us
Too much attention unavoidably destroyed us
Four kids on tour 3,000 miles
In a four door car not knowing what was going on
Not if we got a billion years it would turn out like this
Hell no, no preminition could have seen this
To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end
To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end
To the end, yeah
To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end
Matty came from far away
From New Orleans, then into the east bay
He said this is a mecca
I said this aint no mecca man, this place is fucked
Three months go by, he had no home
He had no food, he's all alone
Matty said fool me once, shame on you
He said fool me twice, he went back to New Orleans
To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end
To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end
To the end, yeah
To the end, to the end, I'll journey to the end
giovedì, febbraio 03, 2005
Close your eyes so you don't feel them They don't need to see you cry I can't promise I will heal you But if you want to I will try To sing this summer serenade The past is done we've been betrayed It's true Some might say the truth will out But I believe without a doubt in you
You were there for summer dreaming And you gave me what I need And I hope you find your freedom For eternity
For eternity
Yesterday when we were walking You talked about your ma and dad What they did that made you happy What they did that made you sad We sat and watched the sun go down Then picked a star before we lost the moon Youth is wasted on the young Before you know it's come and gone too soon
You were there for summer dreaming And you gave me what I need And I hope you find your freedom For eternity
For eternity
You were there for summer dreaming And you are a friend indeed And I hope you find your freedom
Eventually
You were there for summer dreaming And you gave me what I need And I know you'll find your freedom Eventually
For eternity
martedì, febbraio 01, 2005
E me andavo da quella Roma addormentata, da quella Roma puttanona, borghese, fascistoide, quella Roma del volemose bene, annamo avanti, quella Roma delle pizzerie, delle latterie, dei sali e tabacchi, degli erbaggi e frutta, quella Roma dei mostaccioli e caramelle, dei supplì, dei lupini, dei maritozzi colla panna, senza panna, delle mosciarelle me andavo da quella Roma dei pizzicaroli, dei portieri, dei casini, dei casini, delle approssimazioni, degli imbrogli, degli appuntamenti ai quali non si arriva mai puntuali, dei pagamenti che non vengono effettuati, quella Roma dei funzionari dei ministeri, degli impiegati, dei bancari, quella Roma dove le domande erano sempre già chiuse, dove ce voleva ‘na raccomandazione me andavo da quella Roma dei pisciatoi, dei vespasiani, delle fontanelle, degli ex-voto, quella Roma della circolare destra e della circolare sinistra, delle mille chiese, delle cattedrali fuori le mura, dentro le mura, quella Roma delle suore, dei frati, dei preti, dei gatti me andavo da quella Roma degli attici colla vista, la Roma di piazza Bologna, di Via Veneto, di via Gregoriana, quella dannunziana, quella eterna, quella di giorno, quella di notte, quella turistica, la Roma dell’orchestrina a piazza Esedra, la Roma di Propaganda Fide, la Roma fascista di Piacentini me andavo da quella Roma che ci invidiano tutti, la Roma caput mundi, del Colosseo, dei Fori imperiali, di piazza Venezia, dell’Altare della patria, dell’Università di Roma, quella Roma sempre col sole estate e inverno, quella Roma ch’è meglio di Milano me andavo da quella Roma dove la gente orinava per le strade, quella Roma fetente e impiegatizia, dei mille bottegai, de Iannetti, di Gucci, di Ventrella, di Bulgari, di Schostal, di Carmignani, di Avegna, quella Roma dove non c’è lavoro, dove non c’è ‘na lira, quella Roma der còre de Roma me andavo da quella Roma della Banca Commerciale Italiana, del Monte di Pietà, di ...chi cazzo, di campo de’ Fiori, di Piazza Navona, quella Roma che c’hai ‘na sigaretta, e prestame cento lire, quella Roma del Coni, del Concorso ippico, quella Roma del Foro che portava e porta ancora il nome di Mussolini, me n’andavo da quella Roma di merda ! Mamma Roma ! Addio.
mercoledì, gennaio 19, 2005
was trying to be misunderstood But it didn't do me any good I always seem to start a fight I'd break my heart to make things right Let them all fly off
When it comes down it all comes down And you will not be found When it's over it's all over And even if you make a sound
You'll be misunderstood By the beautiful and good in this city But none of it was planned Take me by the hand Just don't try and understand
Trying to be misunderstood Another product of my childhood Still I find myself outside You can't say I haven't tried Perhaps I tried too hard
No excuses I won't apologise Or justify your lies Come and find me tell them to me Now look me in the eyes
I'll be misunderstood By the beautiful and good in this city But none of it was planned Take me by the hand Just don't try and understand
I can't forgive sorry to say Don't know you're guilty anyway Isn't it funny how we don't speak The language of love?
giovedì, dicembre 16, 2004
martedì, dicembre 14, 2004
titta på Lilla Huset
We've been on the run Driving in the sun Looking out for #1 California here we come Right back where we started from
Hustlers grab your guns Your shadow weighs a ton Driving down the 101 California here we come Right back where we started from
California! Here we come!
On the stereo Listen as we go Nothing's gonna stop me now California here we come Right back where we started from Pedal to the floor Thinkin' of the roar Gotta get us to the show California here we come Right back where we started from
California! Here we come!

Io sono la terza onda in arrivo, quella più grande, quella più devastante, che nessuno sembra vedere, neanche voi.
venerdì, dicembre 03, 2004

esplosione, polvere e si ricostruisce.
martedì, novembre 30, 2004

Ho avuto un attacco acuto di Svezia. Supermercato: Nachos, Guacamole, Hot Salsa, Cheese, Macinato, Coca Cola. Come ai bei tempi, svaccati al pub di V-Dala, mangiando nachos messicani con fuori -30°. Torno verso casa. SMS. Era Fabietto dalla Spagna. Vicino anche da così lontano, come fosse a Rm. Ma minchia, c'ho i lacrimoni e fuori c'è la nebbia e fa freddo. Grazie F. (E grazie pure ai Nachos).
giovedì, novembre 18, 2004
Sto tornando, piano piano; appena avrò gli occhi liberi dal sangue ci sarò. Ma in realtà, non me ne sono mai andato.
domenica, ottobre 10, 2004

An old man turned ninety-eight He won the lottery and died the next day It's a black fly in your Chardonnay It's a death row pardon two minutes too late Isn't it ironic, don't you think
It's like rain on your wedding day It's a free ride when you've already paid It's the good advice that you just didn't take And who would've thought, it figures
Mr. Play It Safe was afraid to fly He packed his suitcase and kissed his kids good-bye He waited his whole damned life to take that flight And as the plane crashed down he thought "Well isn't this nice" And isn't it ironic...don't you think
It's like rain on your wedding day It's a free ride when you've already paid It's the good advice that you just didn't take And who would've thought, it figures
Well life has a funny way of sneaking up on you When you think everything's okay and everything's going right And life has a funny way of helping you out when You think everything's gone wrong and everything blows up in your face
A traffic jam when you're already late A no-smoking sign on your cigarette break It's like ten thousand spoons when all you need is a knife It's meeting the man of my dreams And then meeting his beautiful wife
And isn't it ironic, don't you think A little too ironic, and yeah I really do think
It's like rain on your wedding day It's a free ride when you've already paid It's the good advice that you just didn't take And who would've thought, it figures
Life has a funny way of sneaking up on you Life has a funny, funny way of helping you out Helping you out
giovedì, ottobre 07, 2004
Leaving New York
It's quiet now And what it brings Is everything
Comes calling back A brilliant night I'm still awake
I looked ahead I'm sure I saw you there
You don't need me To tell you now That nothing can compare
You might have laughed if I told you You might have hidden A frown You might have succeeded in changing me I might have been turned around
It's easier to leave than to be left behind Leaving was never my proud Leaving New York, never easy I saw the light fading out
Now life is sweet And what it brings I tried to take But loneliness It wears me out It lies in way
And all not lost Still in my eyes The shadow of necklace Across your thigh I might've lived my life in a dream, but I swear This is real Memory fuses and shatters like glass Mercurial future, forget the past It's you, it's what I feel.
You might have laughed if I told you (it's pulling me apart) You might have hidden a frown (change) You might have succeeded in changing me (it's pulling me apart) I might have been turned around (change)
It's easier to leave than to be left behind (it's pulling me apart) Leaving was never my proud (change) Leaving New York, never easy (it's pulling me apart) I saw the light fading out You find it in your heart, it's pulling me apart You find it in your heart, change...
I told you, forever I love you, forever I told you, I love you I love you, forever I told you, forever You never, you never You told me forever
You might have laughed if I told you You might have hidden the frown You might have succeeded in changing me I might have been turned around
It's easier to leave than to be left behind (it's pulling me apart) Leaving was never my proud (change) Leaving New York never easy (it's pulling me apart) I saw the life fading out (change) Leaving New York, never easy (it's pulling me apart) I saw the light fading out (change) Leaving New York never easy (it's pulling me apart) I saw the life fading out (change)
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