c'è Banned

dog, enough with private messages containing death threats

dog, enough with private messages containing death threats

dog, enough with private messages containing death threats

dog, enough with private messages containing death threats

But in fact, Giusty, the photo has nothing to do with it; he was also wearing the white shirt that night, and when he got into the mood, he threw the sheet music in the air. The St. Vincent, to me personally, were awful. I always arrive late to concerts just to miss the opening acts. I can only imagine those who showed up at 8 PM after reading the schedule on the website, only to wait for Nick Cave until 10:30...

But who forced you to write the reviews? The one from the private messages?

full moon, of course

"Tupelo" left me weak for quite a while; I only recovered at "The Weeping Song." By the last song, I instinctively pulled out my watch, which read 11:59 PM. They held the last note until exactly midnight, then they left the stage. I searched the sky for the moon that had crowned Tupelo from our position and noticed it had just emerged from the stage's scaffolding. A mystical moment. Of course, Cave would return to pay tribute to the moon right after, and he would close with "Lucy." Watching the encore from the back, despite the spectacular backdrop of the illuminated Reggia, it felt like a completely different concert; from beneath the stage, the bass hit your stomach, and a couple of times, Cave seemed to lock eyes with you and point his finger, and you could read the lips of a kid who approached him, hinting at a "last" while pointing at the microphone. And when did he want someone to bring him a tuned piano? The ink king in the palace.

well, try whistling it like that

only on odd days. And today is an even day