martedì 8 agosto 2017

00:43 - note di un viaggio, di notte, d'estate.


Con quel cazzo di sapore di invincibile sconfitta nella bocca, guidi di notte, allontanandoti dal posto in cui vorresti tenacemente rimanere. Ancora una volta, strappato, nuoti in un mare di antiche illusioni che fanno male.
La radio suona, non ascolti, frastuono di pensieri.
Sei solo. 
Note di chitarra fendono l'aria, ti scuotono, in alto a sinistra la luna piena esplode di luce tra le nuvole, l'aria è fresca, la strada dritta, dritta.
Alzi il volume.
Scivoli via, musica e voce salgono, ti segnano dentro, vibri con loro.
Sei arrivata per caso e hai reso il momento quasi perfetto.
Forza nella debolezza, luce e oscurità, sei arrivato.
L'ultimo viaggio di oggi è finito, devi svoltare, c'è l'uscita.
Qualcuno ha messo il disco adesso, questa notte passerà, si vedrà, il domani.



lunedì 7 agosto 2017

The War of the Worlds (radio drama) - Sunday, October 30, 1938

Photo of Orson Welles meeting with reporters in an effort to explain that no one connected with the War of the Worlds radio broadcast had any idea the show would cause panic.
(By Acme News Photos)




martedì 1 agosto 2017

lunedì 24 luglio 2017

Like A Stone - Audioslave

On a cobweb afternoon,
In a room full of emptiness
By a freeway I confess
I was lost in the pages of a book full of death;
Reading how we'll die alone.
And if we're good we'll lay to rest,
Anywhere we wanna go.
In your house I long to be;
Room by room patiently,
I'll wait for you there like a stone.
I'll wait for you there alone.
And on my deathbed I will pray to the gods and the angels,
Like a pagan to anyone who will take me to heaven;
To a place I recall, I was there so long ago.
The sky was bruised, the wine was bled, and there you led me on.
In your house I long to be;
Room by room, patiently,
I'll wait for you there like a stone.
I'll wait for you there alone, alone.
And on I read until the day was gone;
And I sat in regret of all the things I've done;
For all that I've blessed, and all that I've wronged.
In dreams until my death I will wander on.
In your house I long to be;
Room by room, patiently,
I'll wait for you there like a stone.
I'll wait for you there alone, alone.



sabato 22 luglio 2017

Wolf in Sheep's Clothing


mercoledì 19 luglio 2017

Edward Heward Bunker (December 31, 1933 – July 19, 2005)

No Beast So Fierce - Part One (incipit)
In every cry of every man
In every infant’s cry of fear,
In every voice, in every ban,
The mind forg’d manacles I hear
William Blake

I SAT on the lidless toilet at the rear of the cell, shining the hideous, bulb-toed shoes that were issued to those being released. Through my mind ran an exultant chant, “I’ll be a free man in the morning.” But for all the exultation, the joy of leaving after eight calendars in prison was not unalloyed. My goal in buffing the ugly shoes was not so much to improve their appearance as to relieve tension. I was more nervous in facing release on parole than I had been on entering so long ago. It helped slightly to know that such apprehensiveness was common, though often denied, by men to whom the world outside was increasingly vague as the years passed away. Enough years in prison and a man would be as ill-equipped to handle the demands of freedom as a Trappist monk thrown into the maelstrom of New York City. At least the monk would have his faith to sustain him, while the former prisoner would possess memory of previous failure, of prison—and the incandescent awareness of being an “ex-convict”, a social outcast.



martedì 18 luglio 2017

lunedì 17 luglio 2017

mercoledì 12 luglio 2017

Jasper Johns - Numbers in Color, 1958–59


dodiciluglio - Festival Acquedotte 2017

ENRICO RAVA – TOMASZ STANKO 5ET 
European Trumpet Legends
Enrico Rava, tromba - Tomasz Stanko, tromba – Giovanni Guidi, piano - Reuben Roger, basso - Gerald Cleaver, batteria.

lunedì 10 luglio 2017

Baby, I Love Your Way


Shadows grow so long before my eyes
And they're moving across the page
Suddenly the day turns into night
Far away from the city
Don't hesitate
'Cause your love won't wait
 Oh baby I love your way, everyday
Wanna tell you I love your way, everyday
Wanna be with you night and day
 Moon appears to shine and light the sky
With the help of some firefly
Wonder how they have the power to shine, shine, shine
I can see them under the pine
Don't hesitate
'Cause your love won't wait
 Oh baby I love your way, everyday
Wanna tell you I love your way, oh
Wanna be with you night and day, oh yeah
 Well don't hesitate
'Cause your love won't wait
 I can see the sunset in your eyes
Brown and gray, blue besides
Clouds are stalking islands in the sun
I wish I could buy one
Out of season
 Don't hesitate
'Cause your love won't wait
 Oh baby I love your way, everyday
Wanna tell you I love your way
Wanna be with you night and day
 Oh baby I love your way, everyday
Wanna tell you I love your way
Wanna be with you night and day, yeah

martedì 4 luglio 2017

July Fourth


lunedì 3 luglio 2017

ciao Paolo!



sabato 1 luglio 2017

venerdì 30 giugno 2017

Every love story is a ghost story

"Every love story is a ghost story"
(David Foster Wallace)

sabato 24 giugno 2017

New Sensations (live at Farm Aid 1985)

...They was arguing about football as I waved and went outside
and I headed for those mountains feeling all warm inside
I love that Harley Davidson so much, you know that I could kiss her...


I don’t like guilt be it stoned or stupid drunk and disorderly I ain’t no cupid
Two years ago today I was arrested on Christmas Eve
I don’t want pain, I want to walk not be carried
I don’t want to give it up, I want to stay married
I ain’t no dog tied to a parked car
Ooohhh, new sensations
Ooohhh, new sensations
Talkin’ ‘bout some new sensations
Talkin’ ‘bout some new sensations
I want the principles of a timeless muse
I want to eradicate my negative views
And get rid of those people who are always on a down
It’s easy enough to say what is wrong
but that’s not what I want to hear all night long
Some people they are just like human Tuinals
Ooohhh, new sensations
Ooohhh, ooohhh, new sensations
Talkin’ ‘bout some new sensations
Talkin’ a new sensations
I took my Harley Sportster out for a ride
the engine felt good between my thighs
The air was cool, it was forty degrees outside
I rode to Pennsylvania by the Delaware Gap
sometimes I got lost and had to check the map
I stopped at a roadside diner for a burger and a coke
There were some country folk and some locals inside
somebody got themselves married and somebody died
I went to the juke box and I played myself a hillbilly song
They was arguing about football as I waved and went outside
and I headed for those mountains feeling all warm inside
I love that Harley Davidson so much, you know that I could kiss her
Ooohhh, new sensations
Ooohhh, ooohhh, new sensations

giovedì 22 giugno 2017

la faziosità è ovunque!

fazióso agg. e s. m. (f. -a) [dal lat. factiosus, der. di factio -onis «fazione»]. – Seguace di una fazione politica, o, più spesso, amante delle fazioni, della divisione di un popolo (o di qualsiasi altra compagine) in fazioni: uomo prepotente e f.; gente f.; per estens.: intrighi, discorsi f.; atteggiamento f., ecc. Con sign. più generico, nell’uso moderno, di persona che subordina tutto alla propria ideologia assumendo consapevolmente atteggiamenti privi di obiettività e quindi settarî: dirigenti politici f.; è un gregge di pecore che si lascia guidare ciecamente da quattro faziosi. ◆ Avv. faziosaménte, con faziosità: tenere faziosamente il potere. 
(treccani.it)
 

martedì 20 giugno 2017

June 20, 1980

It’s 106 miles to Chicago, we’ve got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it’s dark and we’re wearing sunglasses.Hit it!

lunedì 19 giugno 2017

Animali.

Ogni vita è sacra, la morte di un uomo che ha scelto di essere un torero è sicuramente e senza ombra di dubbio, una tragedia. La vittima merita rispetto.
Sono personalmente contrario alla corrida così come sono contrario a qualsiasi tortura/trattamento inferti agli animali non umani per creare spettacolo o celebrare fantomatiche, millenarie tradizioni.
Ho la mia etica personale, la tengo per me, chi mi conosce sa. Non sopporto nè i nazivegani nè gli anti-nazivegani. Posizioni estreme e sbagliate per questioni molto complesse. 
Voglio scrivere su questo muro una sola cosa: ho il voltastomaco leggendo le affermazioni di chi giustifica l'uccisione dei tori durante questi macabri spettacoli, adducendo il fatto che quotidianamente vengono comunque abbattuti milioni di capi di bestiame. Mi stavo per lanciare in una lunga spiegazione ma ho cancellato tutto, non credo sia necessaria! 
Ci sarebbe solo bisogno di riflettere.
Spesso dietro una persona che all'apparenza splende, si cela l'ombra di un miserabile!
(non mi riferisco al torero)

sabato 17 giugno 2017

giovedì 15 giugno 2017

lunedì 12 giugno 2017

Heart Of A Dog - Laurie Anderson

Turning Time Around (Riavere Indietro Il Tempo) - Lou Reed

She says 'What do you call love?'
well I call it Harry
Oh, please I’m being serious what do you call love
Well I don’t call it family, and I don’t call it lust
and as we all know marriage isn’t a must
And I suppose in the end it’s a matter of trust
if I had to I’d call love time

She says, What do you call love? Can’t you be more specific
What do you call love? Is it more than the heart’s hieroglyphic
Well for me time has no meaning
no future, no past
and when you’re in love you don’t have to ask
There’s never enough time to hold love in your grasp
turning time around

Turning time around – that is what love is
Turning time around – yes, that is what love is
My time is your time when you’re in love
and time is what you never have enough of
You can’t see or hold it it’s exactly like love

Turning time around
turning time around
Turning time around
turning time around
Turning time around
well I gotta have it
I gotta-gotta-gotta have it
Turning, turning time around
gotta have it, turning time around
Turning, turning time around
turning time around




mercoledì 7 giugno 2017

Brixia



lunedì 5 giugno 2017

Being but men - Dylan Thomas


Being but men, we walked into the trees
Afraid, letting our syllables be soft
For fear of waking the rooks,
For fear of coming
Noiselessly into a world of wings and cries.


If we were children we might climb,
Catch the rooks sleeping, and break no twig,
And, after the soft ascent,
Thrust out our heads above the branches
To wonder at the unfailing stars.

Out of confusion, as the way is,
And the wonder, that man knows,
Out of the chaos would come bliss.

That, then, is loveliness, we said,
Children in wonder watching the stars,
Is the aim and the end.

Being but men, we walked into the trees.

martedì 30 maggio 2017

2003 - 2017 - Son, Brother, Friend, our furry Angel.

Una delle parole più belle: Cane.

sabato 27 maggio 2017

1964-2017


venerdì 26 maggio 2017

'Do not go gentle into that good night' - Dylan Thomas

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.


Tom Drury


Higher Learning - The NY Scene

martedì 23 maggio 2017

Here I stand, foot in hand, talking to my wall...

Il comportamento passato è la cosa migliore per predire quello futuro.
Past behaviour is the best predictor of future behaviour.

 (Dr. Jonathan JL Banks)

sabato 20 maggio 2017

“There’s a bit of magic in everything and then some loss to even things out”

Fatico in questi giorni a non pensare a Chris Cornell, l'ultimo dei tanti musicisti/artisti che non è riuscito a tirare avanti, l'ultimo che nel buio della sua anima non ha trovato la forza di proseguire nemmeno per un attimo di più. Il suicidio viene spesso considerato espressione di egoismo ma può essere un grande atto di coraggio. Dipende. Generalizzare è sbagliato, bisogna avere rispetto nei confronti di un essere umano che decide volontariamente di spegnersi. Giudizi, indagini, cronaca, sensi di colpa e ogni tentativo di comprendere, giustificare e spiegare sono inutili. Dolore, rispetto ed eventualmente ricordo. Ogni storia è differente, siamo tutti impenetrabili in fondo in fondo.

Non solo i personaggi famosi commettono suicidio, lo fanno gli anonimi disperati, senza speranza di tutto il mondo e ciascuno facendolo provoca inevitabilmente dolore anche se purtroppo c'è chi vive e muore solo. Ciascuno merita rispetto. Se ne potrebbe parlare all'infinito. Non è questo il modo/luogo e non mi interessa farlo.

Provo compassione per tutte le donne e gli uomini che si sono persi e si perderanno. Provo immensa gratitudine per quelli con cui ho condiviso emozioni, che mi hanno donato emozioni. “You know her life was saved by rock 'n' roll” diceva Lou Reed.

Quante volte una canzone o un brano musicale ci hanno “salvato” la vita, ci hanno cambiato un momento o una giornata storta, quante volte hanno fatto da sfondo alla nostra esistenza dando un certo colore al presente e poi ai nostri ricordi. Sono certo sia capitato a tutti. Quasi quotidianamente rimango stupito dal magico effetto di voci e suoni sulla mia mente e corpo, straordinario! Sarò strano, penso siano una delle medicine più efficaci, ne esiste una per ogni disturbo. In questa immensa disponibilità di ricchezza umana c'è tutto. Leggerezza, impegno, durezza, morbidezza, semplicità, complicazione, dolcezza, rabbia, ribellione, musica di ogni tipo e genere ... Cibo prezioso per tutti.

Un quadro, un luogo, un fiore, tante cose possono avere lo stesso effetto ma sto parlando di note.

Musicisti e cantanti che involontariamente ci hanno donato “salvezza”, ci hanno arricchito, insegnato tanto, senza salvare se stessi, andandosene. Le loro perle rimarranno per sempre, per noi, per quelli che ci sono ora e che verranno. Per chi vorrà ascoltare, emozionarsi, imparare, creare.

Grazie dal profondo del cuore Chris, un grazie immenso a tutti voi, pare sia inevitabile sia così.

Cito ancora Lou Reed: “There’s a bit of magic in everything and then some loss to even things out” - “C’è un poco di magia in ogni cosa e un po’ di perdita, per compensare le cose”...


giovedì 18 maggio 2017

July 20, 1964 – May 17, 2017 - RIP

... But I’m gonna break
I’m gonna break my
I’m gonna break
my rusty cage and run
Yeah, I’m gonna break
I’m gonna break my
I’m gonna break
my rusty cage and run ...

No. 5, 1948 - Jackson Pollock


martedì 16 maggio 2017

Jacob And Esau

'They come, they fight, they destroy, they corrupt. It always ends the same'
(The Incident)



lunedì 10 aprile 2017

se questo è un uomo...


sabato 8 aprile 2017

venerdì 7 aprile 2017

weanimalsarchive.org

Jo-Anne McArthur/We Animals

(Pigs in a transport truck, on route to slaughter)

martedì 4 aprile 2017

... la grande bellezza ...!!!

DEAR LISTENER: ALL PRAISE BE TO GOD TO WHOM ALL PRAISE IS DUE.  Let us pursue Him in the righteous path. Yes it is true; "seek and ye shall find." Only through Him can we know the most wondrous bequeathal. During the year 1957, I experienced, by the grace of God, a spiritual awakening which was to lead me to a richer, fuller, more productive life. At that time, in gratitude, I humbly asked to be given the means and privilege to make others happy through music. I feel this has been granted through His grace. ALL PRAISE TO GOD.
As time and events moved on, a period of irresolution did prevail. I entered into a phase which was contradictory to the pledge and away from the esteemed path; but thankfully, now and again through the unerring and merciful hand of God, I do perceive and have been duly re-informed of His OMNIPOTENCE, and of our need for, and dependence on Him. At this time I would like to tell you that NO MATTER WHAT ... IT IS WITH GOD. HE IS GRACIOUS AND MERCIFUL. HIS WAY IS IN LOVE, THROUGH WHICH WE ALL ARE. IT IS TRULY – A LOVE SUPREME – .
This album is a humble offering to Him. An attempt to say "THANK YOU GOD" through our work, even as we do in our hearts and with our tongues. May He help and strengthen all men in every good endeavor.
The music herein is presented in four parts. The first is entitled "ACKNOWLEDGEMENT", the second, "RESOLUTION", the third, "PURSUANCE", and the fourth and last part is a musical narration of the theme, "A LOVE SUPREME" which is written in the context; it is entitled "PSALM".
In closing, I would like to thank the musicians who have contributed their much appreciated talents to the making of this album and all previous engagements.
To Elvin, James and McCoy, I would like to thank you for that which you give each time you perform on your instruments. Also, to Archie Shepp (tenor saxist) and to Art Davis (bassist) who both recorded on a track that regrettably will not be released at this time; my deepest appreciation for your work in music past and present. In the near future,
I hope that we will be able to further the work that was started here.
Thanks to producer Bob Thiele; to recording engineer, Rudy Van Gelder; and the staff of ABC-Paramount records. Our appreciation and thanks to all people of good will and good works the world over, for in the bank of life is not good that investment which surely pays the highest and most cherished dividends.
May we never forget that in the sunshine of our lives, through the storm and after the rain – it is all with God – in all ways and forever.

ALL PRAISE TO GOD.

With love to all, I thank you,
 


A Love Supreme


I will do all I can to be worthy of Thee O Lord.
It all has to do with it.
Thank you God.
Peace.
There is none other.
God is. It is so beautiful.
Thank you God. God is all.
Help us to resolve our fears and weaknesses.
Thank you God.
In You all things are possible.
We know. God made us so.
Keep your eye on God.
God is. He always was. He always will be.
No matter what...it is God.
He is gracious and merciful.
It is most important that I know Thee.
Words, sounds, speech, men, memory, thoughts,
fears and emotions – time – all related ...
all made from one ... all made in one.
Blessed be His name.
Thought waves – heat waves-all vibrations –
all paths lead to God. Thank you God.

His way ... it is so lovely ... it is gracious.
It is merciful – thank you God.
One thought can produce millions of vibrations
and they all go back to God ... everything does.
Thank you God.
Have no fear ... believe ... thank you God.
The universe has many wonders. God is all. His way ... it is so wonderful.
Thoughts – deeds – vibrations, etc.
They all go back to God and He cleanses all.
He is gracious and merciful...thank you God.
Glory to God ... God is so alive.
God is.
God loves.
May I be acceptable in Thy sight.
We are all one in His grace.
The fact that we do exist is acknowledgement of Thee O Lord.
Thank you God.
God will wash away all our tears ...
He always has ...
He always will.
Seek Him everyday. In all ways seek God everyday.
Let us sing all songs to God
To whom all praise is due ... praise God.
No road is an easy one, but they all
go back to God.
With all we share God.
It is all with God.
It is all with Thee.
Obey the Lord.
Blessed is He.
We are from one thing ... the will of God ... thank you God.
I have seen God – I have seen ungodly –
none can be greater – none can compare to God.
Thank you God.
He will remake us ... He always has and He always will.
It is true – blessed be His name – thank you God.
God breathes through us so completely ...
so gently we hardly feel it ... yet,
it is our everything.
Thank you God.
ELATION-ELEGANCE-EXALTATION
All from God.
Thank you God. Amen.

JOHN COLTRANE - December, 1964 




venerdì 31 marzo 2017

Parma, 8 aprile – 16 luglio 2017


Higher Learning e The NY Scene – arte, cultura e nuove avanguardie anni ’70 - ’80.  

mercoledì 29 marzo 2017

peace!


lunedì 27 marzo 2017

Molto bella!!!