telespallabob

Always incredibly kind, thank you so much. A few responses. @Miraggio, they are the ones from "Non Io" (after almost 4 years, Azzo's words are still valid, read his words too). Am I a pear? Could you explain that to me? @Seagullinthesky, "far inferior to Tarlo Terzo," I wouldn't know. It's a really good album, mind you, but let's be careful when comparing them to before. @Appe, do they put you to sleep? I've convinced myself that they aren't meant for "big concerts" with grand visions and audience expectations. They are for small spaces, for a few night owls shaken by the evening. That's where they come alive, they hurt you, and they stay with you. @Voodoomiles, watch out for the puddles? When have they ever been a problem? They're super useful! After two or three times of jumping in them looking for the ball, you find your hands covered in mud, so they don't freeze.

Do me a favor, actually two. 1) Don't write about soccer scams; that's strictly someone else's domain. 2) Don't attempt historiography in here; it’s not the right place. Let's make it 3) Write about these things: about angry men, about strong and painful feelings. Those are what you excel at; they are the authentic matters suited for a certain type of people because, as Gaber says, "someone is a communist because he needs a push towards something new, because he is willing to change every day, because he feels the necessity for a different morality, because perhaps he is just a force, a flight, a dream, it’s just a surge, a desire to change things, to change life." It’s right to use the present with you, I hug you. Yours, Telespalla

Always with these little proposals of yours that come from who knows where, always clever but right now I'm not interested. Therefore, I thank you and move on.

Moments of genius worthy of epoch-making slackers on the site. Some old metalhead is surely getting emotional reading you.

It must be that when I hear "David deFeis," I get an impassioned symptom that I wouldn't even have under torture for anyone else in that musical realm. It remains a must (and this album closes a decent era only to perform a miracle nearly 10 years later).

"wonderful school of female songwriting," don't get me started. In two weeks, I'm going to see Nada and I can already taste it.

I like the menu, but what about drinks at this inviting table? You wouldn't want to leave us sober, would you?

Just this morning the news surfaced about the possible return of the EuroFestival to Italy, and his name is being mentioned. At this point, one can't help but ask many questions. P.S. Allow me, my dear, "a Lalli" is a comparison that we can understand in Italy, among a hundred, and it’s quite bold. How many times do I wish for his return?

Another supposed musical myth of our city, when Brescia produces serious musicians, I'll let you know.