29 giugno 2009
Laurent Garnier, Tales of a Kleptomaniac (09)
in forma il dj franco-adottivo di ddicioit.
c'è dentro anche roba dell'ep Back To My Roots.
★ ★ ★ ☆
in forma il dj franco-adottivo di ddicioit.
c'è dentro anche roba dell'ep Back To My Roots.
★ ★ ★ ☆
fileunder:
laurent garnier,
musica
20 giugno 2009
Depeche Mode live
meazza san siro - milano 18/6/09
probabilmente è vero che erano i depeche mode, ma ero talmente distante e di lato che avrebbe potuto benissimo essere walker texas ranger e la sua squadra.
meazza san siro - milano 18/6/09
probabilmente è vero che erano i depeche mode, ma ero talmente distante e di lato che avrebbe potuto benissimo essere walker texas ranger e la sua squadra.
fileunder:
concerto,
depeche mode,
live,
musica,
stadio san siro
16 giugno 2009
Fela Kuti
(Olufela Olusegun Oludotun Ransome-Kuti)
Black Man's Cry
Expensive Shit
He Miss Road
J.J.D.
No Agreement
Live in Amsterdam
Monkey Banana
Excuse 0
O.D.O.O. (Overtake Don Overtake Overtake)
Original Sufferhead
I.T.T.
Roforofo Fight
Sorrow Tears And Blood
Stalemate
Fear Not For Man
V.I.P.
Authority Stealing
The '69 Los Angeles Sessions
Confusion
Gentleman
Everything Scatter
Noise for Vendor Mouth
Zombie
fileunder:
fela kuti,
musica,
ransome-kuti
15 giugno 2009
14 giugno 2009
è da un sacco di tempo che non mi lavo i denti almeno 4 volte in una giornata. e che mi mangio mezza busta di biscotti in una volta.
odio essere infortunato.
odio essere infortunato.
fileunder:
(non) corsa,
alimentazione,
infortunio,
minchiate
10 giugno 2009
“Musica”
E’ vero che l’arte
soffre i silenzi
che teme intorno
e non v’è peggiore condanna
del mancato vedere
o del mancato sentire.
Ma perché, mi chiedo,
proprio un “batterista”
qui,
nel mio vicinato?
(corrado guzzon)
E’ vero che l’arte
soffre i silenzi
che teme intorno
e non v’è peggiore condanna
del mancato vedere
o del mancato sentire.
Ma perché, mi chiedo,
proprio un “batterista”
qui,
nel mio vicinato?
(corrado guzzon)
fileunder:
corrado guzzon,
letteratura,
poesia
fileunder:
ben harper,
musica
09 giugno 2009
08 giugno 2009
fileunder:
cellulare,
fotoritocco,
minchiate,
news,
palle
Quando c'è bisogno di chésc
La top six delle interpretazioni di cover da parte di Johnny Cash:
Hurt (Nine Inch Nails)
God's Gonna Cut You Down (traditional)
Personal Jesus (Depeche Mode)
Rusty Cage (Soundgarden)
The Mercy Seat (Nick Cave)
One (U2)
Menzione speciale:
The Man Who Couldn't Cry, Spiritual, I won't back down, Solitary man, See a Darkness, Wayfaring Stranger,The Man Comes Around, Bridge Over Troubled Water (with Fiona Apple), I Hung My Head, In My Life, Redemption Song (with Joe Strummer), Father and Son (with Fiona Apple), Thirteen, Further On Up The Road
fileunder:
cover,
johnny cash,
musica
07 giugno 2009
Dreamin' of You
The light in this place is really bad
Like being in the bottom of a stream
Any minute now I'm expecting to wake up from a dream
Miss so much, the softest touch
Like the grave of some child
Who neither wept nor smiled
I'm hiding my faith in the rain
I've been dreamin' of you
That's all I do
And it's driving me insane
Somewhere dawn is breaking
Light is streaking across the floor
Church bells are ringing
I wonder who they're ringing for
Travel under any star
You'll see me wherever you are
The shadowy past is so vague and so vast,
I'm sleeping in the Palace of pain
I've been dreamin' of you
That's all I do
But it's driving me insane
Maybe they'll get me, maybe they won't
But whatever, it won't be tonight
I wish your hand was in mine right now,
We could go where the moon is wide
For years they had me locked in a cage,
Then they threw me onto the stage
Somethings just last longer then you thought they would
And they never ever explain
I'm dreamin' of you
That's all I do
And it's driving me insane
Well I eat when I'm hungry
Drink when I'm dry
Live my life on the square
Even if the flesh falls off my face
It won't matter as long as you're there
Feel like a ghost in love
Underneath the heavens above
Feel further away then I ever did before
Feel further than I can take
Dreamin' of you, that's all I do,
But it's driving me insane
Everything in the way is so shy like the day
In queer and unusual form
Spirals of golden haze here in there in a blaze
Like beams of light in a star.
Maybe you're here or maybe you weren't
Maybe you touched somebody and got burned
The silent sun has got me on the run
Burning a hole in my brain
I'm dreamin' of you,
That's all I doBut it's driving me insane.
Bob Dylan
The light in this place is really bad
Like being in the bottom of a stream
Any minute now I'm expecting to wake up from a dream
Miss so much, the softest touch
Like the grave of some child
Who neither wept nor smiled
I'm hiding my faith in the rain
I've been dreamin' of you
That's all I do
And it's driving me insane
Somewhere dawn is breaking
Light is streaking across the floor
Church bells are ringing
I wonder who they're ringing for
Travel under any star
You'll see me wherever you are
The shadowy past is so vague and so vast,
I'm sleeping in the Palace of pain
I've been dreamin' of you
That's all I do
But it's driving me insane
Maybe they'll get me, maybe they won't
But whatever, it won't be tonight
I wish your hand was in mine right now,
We could go where the moon is wide
For years they had me locked in a cage,
Then they threw me onto the stage
Somethings just last longer then you thought they would
And they never ever explain
I'm dreamin' of you
That's all I do
And it's driving me insane
Well I eat when I'm hungry
Drink when I'm dry
Live my life on the square
Even if the flesh falls off my face
It won't matter as long as you're there
Feel like a ghost in love
Underneath the heavens above
Feel further away then I ever did before
Feel further than I can take
Dreamin' of you, that's all I do,
But it's driving me insane
Everything in the way is so shy like the day
In queer and unusual form
Spirals of golden haze here in there in a blaze
Like beams of light in a star.
Maybe you're here or maybe you weren't
Maybe you touched somebody and got burned
The silent sun has got me on the run
Burning a hole in my brain
I'm dreamin' of you,
That's all I doBut it's driving me insane.
Bob Dylan
Silvio
Stake my future on a hell of a past
Looks like tomorrow is coming on fast
Ain't complaining 'bout what I got
Seen better times, but who has not?
Silvio
Silver and gold
Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
Silvio
I gotta go
Find out something only dead men know
Honest as the next jade rolling that stone
When I come knocking don't throw me no bone
I'm an old boll weevil looking for a home
If you don't like it you can leave me alone
I can snap my fingers and require the rain
From a clear blue sky and turn it off again
I can stroke your body and relieve your pain
And charm the whistle off an evening train
I give what I got until I got no more
I take what I get until I even the score
You know I love you and furthermore
When it's time to go you got an open door
I can tell you fancy, I can tell you plain
You give something up for everything you gain
Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain
Pay for your ticket and don't complain
One of these days and it won't be long
Going down in the valley and sing my song
I will sing it loud and sing it strong
Let the echo decide if I was right or wrong
Silvio
Silver and gold
Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
Silvio
I gotta go
Find out something only dead men know
Bob Dylan
Copyright ©1988 Special Rider Music
Stake my future on a hell of a past
Looks like tomorrow is coming on fast
Ain't complaining 'bout what I got
Seen better times, but who has not?
Silvio
Silver and gold
Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
Silvio
I gotta go
Find out something only dead men know
Honest as the next jade rolling that stone
When I come knocking don't throw me no bone
I'm an old boll weevil looking for a home
If you don't like it you can leave me alone
I can snap my fingers and require the rain
From a clear blue sky and turn it off again
I can stroke your body and relieve your pain
And charm the whistle off an evening train
I give what I got until I got no more
I take what I get until I even the score
You know I love you and furthermore
When it's time to go you got an open door
I can tell you fancy, I can tell you plain
You give something up for everything you gain
Since every pleasure's got an edge of pain
Pay for your ticket and don't complain
One of these days and it won't be long
Going down in the valley and sing my song
I will sing it loud and sing it strong
Let the echo decide if I was right or wrong
Silvio
Silver and gold
Won't buy back the beat of a heart grown cold
Silvio
I gotta go
Find out something only dead men know
Bob Dylan
Copyright ©1988 Special Rider Music
fileunder:
moving mountains,
musica
Christian Prommer's Drumlesson/The Diningrooms, The Jazz Thing (09)
dining rooms reinterpretati in chiave (acid) jazz.
★ ★ ☆
dining rooms reinterpretati in chiave (acid) jazz.
★ ★ ☆
fileunder:
christian prommer,
musica,
the dining rooms
fileunder:
antonio bocola,
cinema,
paolo vari,
tv
in tv
Martin Scorsese, Dal Mali al Mississippi (03)
dalla serie The Blues.
molto interessante, ma neanche una scritta che dicesse chi è chi. john lee hooker e robert johnson li conosco - e non è un problema riconoscerli - taj mahal meno, ali farka tourè, toumani diabate e salif keita boh.
l'italoamericano che racconta la musica nera.
iniziato anche Bianco rosso e blues, episodio diretto da Mike Figgis sul blues britannico, ma due palle non ho resistito.
Martin Scorsese, Dal Mali al Mississippi (03)
dalla serie The Blues.
molto interessante, ma neanche una scritta che dicesse chi è chi. john lee hooker e robert johnson li conosco - e non è un problema riconoscerli - taj mahal meno, ali farka tourè, toumani diabate e salif keita boh.
l'italoamericano che racconta la musica nera.
iniziato anche Bianco rosso e blues, episodio diretto da Mike Figgis sul blues britannico, ma due palle non ho resistito.
fileunder:
cinema,
martin scorsese,
mike figgis,
tv
04 giugno 2009
Calcio in rosa - Si chiama «Barbie foot» la versione al femminile del calcio balilla prodotta da una società francese
(corriere.it)
(corriere.it)
fileunder:
barbie,
bigliardino,
biliardino,
calcio balilla,
minchiate
02 giugno 2009
in dvd
Brett Ratner, Red Dragon (02)
castone: Edward Norton, Anthony Hopkins, Ralph Fiennes, Emily Watson, Philip seymour Hoffman, Harvey Keitel.
bello, MA troppo frettoloso. anche l'attacco con Il silenzio degli innocenti è un po' sbrigativo. no, anzi, superficiale.
occasione persa.
mi piace il monofaccia fiennes, anche se in questo caso norton è più bravo a spostarsi tra l'ombra e la luce, il bene e il male (a parte il giochino della luce negli occhi che si potevano risparmiare). chissà se è mai stato preso in considerazione uno scambio di ruoli tra i due.
★ ★ ☆
p.s.: Harvey Keitel ha 70 anni. Settant'anni. Mi sento vecchio io, mi sento.
Brett Ratner, Red Dragon (02)
castone: Edward Norton, Anthony Hopkins, Ralph Fiennes, Emily Watson, Philip seymour Hoffman, Harvey Keitel.
bello, MA troppo frettoloso. anche l'attacco con Il silenzio degli innocenti è un po' sbrigativo. no, anzi, superficiale.
occasione persa.
mi piace il monofaccia fiennes, anche se in questo caso norton è più bravo a spostarsi tra l'ombra e la luce, il bene e il male (a parte il giochino della luce negli occhi che si potevano risparmiare). chissà se è mai stato preso in considerazione uno scambio di ruoli tra i due.
★ ★ ☆
p.s.: Harvey Keitel ha 70 anni. Settant'anni. Mi sento vecchio io, mi sento.
fileunder:
brett ratner,
cinema,
dvd,
tv
fileunder:
andrea molaioli,
cinema,
toni servillo
The Heliocentrics, Out There (07)
Va bene per farci dell'altro sopra.
Sembra jazz, suggestivo, elettronico, sia suonato sia campionato; avvolgente. Ma soprattutto nella seconda parte rompe i coglioni.
★ ★
Va bene per farci dell'altro sopra.
Sembra jazz, suggestivo, elettronico, sia suonato sia campionato; avvolgente. Ma soprattutto nella seconda parte rompe i coglioni.
★ ★
fileunder:
heliocentrics,
musica
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