May 29, 2007

Pure Italian Poetry

You’ll never have another God but me, frequently you made me think about

Different people who came from the east, they sayd in the end it was the same

They believed in another different from you, but they didn’t hurt me.

Never mention God’s name, don’t mention it in vain.

With a blade stuck in my hip I’ve screamed my pain and his name

But maybe he was tired, maybe too busy, he didn’t hear my pain

But maybe he was tired, maybe too distant, I really mentioned him in vain.

Honor the father and honor the mother, and honor their stick to.

Kiss the hand that broke your nose, because you asked it for food.

When my father’s heart stopped, I hadn’t felt any pain

When my father’s heart stopped, I hadn’t felt any pain

Remember to keep holy days, it’s easy for us robbers

Enter temples that overflow psalms of slaves and their lords

Without being bounded to the altars having the troath cutted of

Without being bounded to the altars having the troath cutted of

The 5th says “don’t you rob”, and maybe I’ve observed it

Depriving in silence the pockets of whom have robbed

But without law I robbed in my name, the other in the name of god

But without law I robbed in my name, the other in the name of god

Don’t do actions that aren’t pure, or don’t waste your seed

Make a woman pregnant everytime you love her so you can be a man of faith

Then the desire fade away and the child remains and many of them die of hunger

Maybe I’ve mistaken pleasure and love but I’ve never created pain.

The 7th says “don’t you kill if you wanna be worthy of heaven”

Watch today this comandment of God, three time stuck in the wood

Watch the end of this Nazarene, a robber doesn’t die the less

Watch the end of this Nazarene, a robber doesn’t die the less  

Don’t commint perjury and help them to kill a man

They know divine laws by heart but they always forget his forgiveness

I perjure God and his name and I don’t feel any shame

I perjure God and his name and I don’t feel any shame

Don’t desire other man’s thing, don’t desire their woman

Tell it to whom, ask it the few that have a woman and something

In foreing beds already warm of love, I never felt any pain

The yesterday’s envy isn’t gone yet, tonight I envy you the life

But now that comes the night and the dark, it takes away the pain from my eyes

And the sun slide over the hills to violate other nights

Watching that man that dies I, mother I feel pain

In the pity that doesn’t surrender to grudge, mother I learned how to love.

(Fabrizio De André - Il Testamento di Tito)


ok....I know...the poetry gets lost in translation!!

You can wiev this song played live in my last video!

hope you like it!!

Posted on 05/29/2007 1:51 PM Comments (0)

May 23, 2007

Before all was created

(Love was)

 

 

Before the sky exists

Before the earth exists

Before humans exist

Before death exists

 

It made the instant

It create the hours

It create the years

It create the months

It generate the season of the flood, of winter, of summer


Posted on 05/23/2007 1:50 PM Comments (0)

May 22, 2007

The lament of a man against his soul

death is before my eyes today

as the recovery for the ill

as an exit from suffering

death is before my eyes today

as the scent of myrrh

as sitting under a canopy in a windy day

death is before my eyes today

as the scent of lotus

as sitting on the shore of the country of rapture

death is before my eyes today

as the path of rain

as the return of a soldier

as a cleaning up in the shy

as the grasp of an enigma

death is before my eyes today

as a man s wish to see his home again

after long years of imprisonement.


Posted on 05/22/2007 11:39 AM Comments (4)

May 13, 2007

How Italians see Emo

Emo. How many of them have you seen around? Maybe a lot of people are emo and don’t know it yet. A low style, not striking, a little nerd, a little angry. Emo: in the US more than in Italy is a unaware phoenomenon, the world now has a clear underground meaning and emo kid is like an insult.

It went throught the ’90, encreasing every year more ‘till blasting in these years and becoming a consumistic aestetic. Shirt and t-shirt, or adidas stripe hoodie. Sneakers or Vand. The emo have the forelock smoothed to cover one eye, or better bot the eyes, usually protected by heavy sunglasses. They don’t claim (the dodgy style, hidden, they talked about that for the Smashing Pumpkin’s fans), they limit themselves to pout and doing the pogo, even without a reason why. The emo is introverted but full of sentimentalisms; a raging melancholy is the deep of his existance. A peacefull and asettic anticonformism is for emo the priority.

The origins of the word are unknown, but it’s clear that is for emotional. The emo style is born from the musical undergroung of the ‘80’s Washington DC. It was called emotional hardcore, then emocore. Rites of Spring, Embrace, Fire Party are name unknown for common people. The style became international in the ’90 with the soft and intellectual sound of Fugazi. The word comes to define the bigger category of the Indie Rock. The high level for emo is reached with the well known Korn, a band that melt the hard metal sounds with the angelic voice of the frontman Jonathan Davis, who added to the Adidas hoodie the dreadlock hairstyle.

Tho confirm the depressed nature of the genre the guitarist Brian Welch leave the band to go to Gerusalem with a fondamentalist chatolic group and months ago the doctors diagnose to Davis a rare epidermic illness: emotions.

 

(from Vicenza’s magazine “City Lights”, feb 2007)

 

 

Fuck!! I just missed the soft Fugazi’s sound! Oh...and the emo Korn to!!!!

And I have an Adidas hoodie.....Am I emo???

I just sent a vibrating email of protest to the magazine City Lights – Tuttocittà of Vicenza, Italy.

Why the hell people has to write shit when they don’t even know what they’re talking about? How could you call Korn emo? How could you say that emo kid is an insult??

This journalist has to be fired!! And has to go and learn something befor taking the pen on!


Posted on 05/13/2007 2:29 PM Comments (7)

May 2, 2007

First May Concert, Terrorists, And The Ones Who Always Talk About Love

The 1th May concert in Rome was good, like every year. And I was here, like every year. And what I’ve seen was the same think of every year: 500 thousands people all togheter, singing and dancing togheter, spreading friendship. I saw the unknown guy beside me sacrify his precious water bottle for another unknown girl when she needed it. People talking without ever been togheter before. I saw thousands thoughts melting togheter, big opinions goin’ on, people taking action, good music with a lot of things to say. That was the First May Concert, like always.

Now, 24 hours after I’m watching the news and I see they are calling us terrorists, criminals, ignorants, dumbs. Why? Listen that!

 

Andrea Rivera, a comediant who was driving the show, told that to the crowd:

 

“The Vatican doesn’t believe in evolutionism because the Church has never evolved. I can’t take a Church that hasn’t allowed proper burial for Piergiorgio Welby (the man who asked his doctor to kill him because he was locked on his bed, living only thanks to machines), while they allowed public funerals for Pinochet, Franco and one of the Magliana’s Band member (one of the criminal organization, that killed a lot of people in the 80’s)”.

 

Now the Vatican’s newspapers are calling Rivera a terrorist, are calling more than 500.000 persons terrorists, are calling us all terrorists, are calling me terrorist. Well, I know, the Church has a (big) straw tail. “Is not fairy to throw stones against an istitution that always talks about love and equality” The Osservatore Romano, the Pope’s personal newspaper, wrote this morning.

Love and equality? Who talks about it? The Pope? The Church?

Aren’t they the same that told that to use condoms his a murder? That told the raped girls that use abortions are murderers? That told being gay his a real bad hillness? That allowed doctors to procastinate the death of a desperate man who was only asking for death? Aren’t they the same that still have death sentece in his country?

Now the First May youth is a crew of terrorists, just like the Al-Qaeda guys. They assimilate us to the fool people that sent bomb letters to the CEI master, we are the terrorists who wanna kill the pope!

And the CDL is doing the bad work again, talking shit against youth people with ideas, the same who’s going not to vote for them. Syndicates are eating back what they told before, taking distance from their own manifestation.

The First May Concert is going to die, just because people talked his own mind, like they always did in this manifestation. Do you know why? It’s because we have a now Pope, a man that wants to be a tiran, a lord and a king, not only in his country, but in mine to! It’s because Italian government hasn’t the strenght to work for his citizens, it works for the citizens of a foreing contry. Vatican is not Italy and Pope couldn’t have the last word on our government! Vatican laws are not MY laws.

 

And now, media are only talking of this shit. This nothing at all happening. While in Afghanistan US and NATO army are goin’ on with bombing on citizens, killing innocent children, women and men. While in Darfur people are dying without help, without a word. While in Palestine hundreds of farmers are leaving their properties to the Israel Colonialism cause.

Well...and the Church, and the Pope, never speaked of it, never told a single word about that real problems. They that are always talking about love!  


Posted on 05/02/2007 10:55 AM Comments (12)
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