martedì 11 dicembre 2018
sabato 24 novembre 2018
Ray Bradbury - The Martian Chronicles
August 2001: The Settlers
The men of Earth came to Mars.
They came because they were afraid or unafraid, because they were happy or unhappy, because they felt like Pilgrims or did not feel like Pilgrims.
There was a reason for each man.
They were leaving bad wives or bad jobs or bad towns; they were coming to find something or leave something or get something, to dig up something or bury something or leave something alone.
They were coming with small dreams or large dreams or none at all.
But a government finger pointed from four-color posters in many towns: THERE’s WORK FOR YOU IN THE SKY: SEE MARS! and the men shuffled forward, only a few at first, a double-score, for most men felt the great illness in them even before the rocket fired into space.
And this disease was called The Loneliness, because when you saw your home town dwindle the size of your fist and then lemon-size and then pin-size and vanish in the fire-wake, you felt you had never been born, there was no town, you were nowhere, with space all around, nothing familiar, only other strange men.
And when the state of Illinois, Iowa, Missouri, or Montana vanished into cloud seas, and, doubly, when the United States shrank to a misted island and the entire planet Earth became a muddy baseball tossed away, then you were alone, wandering in the meadows of space, on your way to a place you couldn’t imagine.
So it was not unusual that the first men were few.
The number grew steadily in proportion to the census of Earth Men already on Mars.
There was comfort in numbers.
But the first Lonely Ones had to stand by themselves.
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mercoledì 12 settembre 2018
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domenica 5 agosto 2018
sabato 21 luglio 2018
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giovedì 19 aprile 2018
Do Angels Need Haircuts? (Lou Reed - Anthology)
In August of 1970, a 28-year-old Lou Reed quit the Velvet Underground, moved home to Long Island, New York, and embarked on a fascinating alternate creative path: poetry. Do Angels Need Haircuts? is an extraordinary snapshot of this turning point in Reed’s career. Gathering poems, photographs and ephemera from this era (including previously unreleased audio of the 1971 St. Mark’s Church reading), and featuring a new foreword by Anne Waldman and an afterword by Laurie Anderson, this book provides a window to a little-known chapter in the life of one of the most singular and uncompromising voices in American popular culture. Coming April 2018
martedì 20 marzo 2018
giovedì 15 marzo 2018
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sabato 3 marzo 2018
venerdì 2 marzo 2018
lunedì 26 febbraio 2018
venerdì 9 febbraio 2018
sabato 27 gennaio 2018
mercoledì 24 gennaio 2018
sabato 20 gennaio 2018
giovedì 11 gennaio 2018
See Emily Play (Syd Barrett)
Emily tries but misunderstands, ah ooh
She's often inclined to borrow somebody's dreams till tomorrow
She's often inclined to borrow somebody's dreams till tomorrow
There is no other day
Let's try it another way
You'll lose your mind and play
Free games for may
See Emily play
Soon after dark Emily cries, ah ooh
Gazing through trees in sorrow hardly a sound till tomorrow
There is no other day
Let's try it another way
You'll lose your mind and play
Free games for may
See Emily play
Put on a gown that touches the ground, ah ooh
Float on a river forever and ever, Emily
There is no other day
Let's try it another way
You'll lose your mind and play
Free games for may
See Emily play