ok. just rankings, this time enough really.
write anyway because I'm sick today, and when one is sick and stays at home has the right not to work and so, for example, to write on his blog about not writing for some time. in fact the reality is a bit 'different. because even when I'm sick and I can not work I usually tend not to move from home, and because today, despite the illness that forced me to stay at home, a little 'will work, anyway. is can do, if part of their job is to read books. then I'll finish reading this novel by Cesare De brands in the coming days I review for europe, this vocation well written, a bit 'old fashion and for now a bit', it's up to say, poor directions. we will see what will happen after the last page.
I'm sick, I said. but badly hurt? no. influence. there was the Father, we had the mother and have it also had my sister in law. no longer live with them, but does not take much, just a quick visit to let it go fast for the brushes (and not the paddles, as believed until a few weeks ago an old friend of your knowledge) of always wipe from the parent that has fallen this sort of thing, it takes ten minutes and you will jumble the virus and does not let him escape.
influence, then. one with vomiting and everything else? that. but without vomiting and everything else for the moment. once in a lifetime I expect from my body so perishable a proud and stubborn resistance: I want to mild symptoms, nausea but not vomiting, a bit 'of turning the ball but not the rest.
we want to talk, then? slightly, slightly, that I told you that I'm wrong, and when one is not bad mica which has the desire to stay for hours to discuss this or that, and needless to write, for that matter. then, LET'S KNOCK a bit 'on the music. because of course, died a week ago one of the greatest writers of the twentieth century and probably one of the most influential in the history of my life, but then I said earlier on my newspaper, and also found wanting on the internet, so anything Salinger, peace his soul.
music. well. a word on a disk out of a couple of weeks and you should listen. end of times is eels ( here find a good review of Gabriele Benzing on OndaRock ), and is a good record. almost pure songwriting, and mr, which makes little to rock and blues and approaches from the parts of Lou Barlow and Dylan's Blonde on Blonde. a kind of concept album about this girl who must have just left, but just seven (seven? more or less) months away from hombre lobo this level of quality was not to take for granted.
as concerts, however, begin to come tomorrow to hear Norman's zen circus. sound good, a bit 'have decided to cross their rock folkettone to Italian opera and not English, and then there's this song done with nada that enhances their last album.
then - not before February 19 Elders in Foligno and helium in Assisi on 22 - there's a fire in March, which for me will end with the departure for the capital of the empire. I go to new york, yeah. but that's another story, and there the story, or not now.
March, I said. Piazzoli and company have decided to do a kind of festival of Italian music copyright to the four towers. just like that, the four towers. there seems to be a cool auditorium, and makes us play Brunori sas (18) and tooth (25). someone else, but I do not know who or when.
always part of the tour in March of afterhours in theaters. should not be bad, and there are a handful of dates rather close: Ascoli (3), bologna (10), firenze (20), Roma (23) and Cesena (27).
12, however, there Moltheni playing in Rome, RAI Radio 2. I wonder if the input is open to the public. eh, pacts? You could go there but there you go, I bet.
finally, the surprise solo tour of Phil Selway, known as the formidable drummer of radiohead. Short released his album (which was co-Glenn Kotche and Pat Sansone of Wilco, I do not know what I mean), and decided to launch a short tour of Europe. the beauty is that this ride if you do almost everything in Italy: in Florence on March 28, 30 and 31 in Bologna to Rome (only the dates closer to perugia, scrub). but I the 29 games, and I lose it. damnation.
then there is the chapter Wilco, with their concerts in Italy and Spain at the end of May. but we'll talk in a while ', which now has been done really late, and I have a clear call to tell her to bring me a box of Plasil, when he returned from work.
