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some musical theory compendia
HO VISTO
A billion gallons of floating Beer!
And even more!
STO ASCOLTANDO
Well, i list what i frequently listen to:
Amorphis
Annihilator
Anthem
Arcturus
Atheist
Borknagar
Cynic
Death
Dimmu Borgir
Haggard
Halford
Judas Priest
Nevermore
Nightwish
Sadus
Sirenia
Slayer
Testament
Within Temptation
Skyclad
Motörhead
Queensryche
Uriah Heep
Grand Funk
Yes
Ronnie J. Dio (truly a god!)
Poison
Skid Row
Billy Cobham
Joe ’Satch’ Satriani
Mozart
Bach
Liszt
Sibelius
ABBIGLIAMENTO del GIORNO
office/stage/wherever:
All in Black
ORA VORREI TANTO...
A BED
(woman included is better)
STO STUDIANDO...
a soul most difficult equilibrium
OGGI IL MIO UMORE E'...
Sadly i can’t explain what i’m feeling with any kind of beer...
ORA VORREI TANTO...
ORA VORREI TANTO...
ORA VORREI TANTO...
PARANOIE
Nessuna scelta effettuata
MERAVIGLIE
1) salire su un grande palco con la mia band
2) Birra spinata perfettamente servita alla giusta temperatura... Aahh!
3) Loris Capirossi qundo gareggia (specialmente sulla Ducati)
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giovedì 14 agosto 2008 - ore 17:27
No-face Man’s face (and style)
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
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venerdì 1 agosto 2008 - ore 11:14
No-Face Man 2: the return
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
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giovedì 31 luglio 2008 - ore 14:48
(categoria: " Pensieri ")
What have you painted on the canvas
is that the place where we will run
where lost fantasies and dreams have begun
And the taste of sweet old memories
like honey and maple syrup
too strong to be forgotten rises again
so angel come and stay with me
we’ll fly away from here
no need to hide you from the sunlight
it’s time to live
again
- Berna -
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mercoledì 30 luglio 2008 - ore 14:27
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
" In a men’s life it is rare to meet an angel "
I was the luckiest of them all,
’cause I’ve met Her twice.
I am the most wretched,
’cause I’ve lost Her twice.
- Berna -
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martedì 29 luglio 2008 - ore 11:39
(categoria: " Pensieri ")
" Sometimes we cannot taste many parts of our life if not with memories,
maybe we miss something when we live "
- Berna -
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lunedì 28 luglio 2008 - ore 13:49
(categoria: " Pensieri ")
here in the land of loneliness
where cheating masses fool their own fate
where the mist covers solid bodies
where the rain falls and truly soaks your life
where flashy sunrays reflect on the sand
where echoes eagerly call you from the past
from here we all try to escape
but there’s no way out
- Berna -
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venerdì 25 luglio 2008 - ore 14:30
(categoria: " Riflessioni ")
as the wind blows and catch the bloom over the floor
rises the sound of an eternal nourishing laugh
all above mountains and clouds the stream flies
exceeding the orizon and further...
... into the end
- Berna -
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venerdì 25 luglio 2008 - ore 09:38
(categoria: " Riflessioni ")
souls etherealize
Switching through dream ad reality
’cause them
repeating chants of inner solitude
chain up the truth to the past
mesmerized fiends
come to the feast of heritage
lower
chariots of fire dance in the wind
burning into the smoke of life
- Berna -
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mercoledì 23 luglio 2008 - ore 14:06
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
" It happens, and it’s a logical thing, that sometimes my Soul fades away.
Even when you are talking directly to me "
- Berna -
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martedì 22 luglio 2008 - ore 12:56
(categoria: " Vita Quotidiana ")
rise the sun
whirling flashes all around
of light and fears gone by
the time has come to breathe
start to race
moving silent on the ground
of tears and pain ruled by
the strike to your believes
so take the soul that stands across the line
reveal the play we’ve seen as real
no more the stars or footlights colour the stage
the fallen curtain writes the end
catch the prize
shinig mantle for your life
of sweat and cries caused by
sly thorns behind facades
drop the dime
freezing reasons and the sound
of love and hate passed by
your bill for life is paid
so take the soul that stands across the line
the world outside you know is not real
replace the heartbeat with the silence of death
the fallen curtain writes the end
- Berna -
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