fishman

Maybe I explained myself poorly… I certainly don’t want to put anyone on a lower level… it’s just that it has always seemed less folk to me… different but certainly not inferior… and indeed, for me, he definitely holds a place in the empyrean of singer-songwriters!! Anyway, thanks for the advice, I will follow it (I just don’t have the mulo, but I will gladly purchase it).

But does Yosif work or study? I really can't figure it out, you know... because if he's studying, maybe he's in class... I don't know!! Yo, if you're there, give a shout!!

But you know I've never been to see the ITAS? What do you want, I'm a fool.
Actually, Trento is a beautiful city, as is Bolzano, where I work. The problem with these areas, though, is that there's no nightlife, no movement, and sometimes my weekends fly by without doing anything, not anything special, but at least something fun... in those cases, I wish I could be in Milan on a few Friday and Saturday nights!! I would really love a bit of chaos during this time!!

Well, look, even though I've listened to Henna and songs endlessly, I've never really tackled the "Dalla" issue head-on, meaning I've never delved into it (like I might have done with De André or others...) and I don't know why. Certainly, I've always considered him different from other singer-songwriters, detached from "tradition" and with a more modern and (don't kill me) pop approach (I still ask for forgiveness). In short, a strange creature for me, but one that I've always really liked. The problem is that as I'm getting older, I have less and less desire to hear new music, and I enjoy curling up with what I already know...

Hey there! Getting back to us, you have to keep in mind that I used to play in South Tyrol!! There's a big difference between my excellence and that of Lombardy or Veneto... at least I think so. Here, Fridays afternoon are lived in a relaxed way... at home, there's no one waiting for me, and I always have a bit of backlog work, so I just chill out happily and make sure I'm present: I've ended up in a studio of workaholics and can't be the slacker who leaves at 5... Now that ITAS is in volleyball in Trento, I cheer for them, but before, I was a die-hard fan of Cuneo, back in the TNT Traco days and even earlier: Pascual and the spider Galli were my idols; especially Pascual was a real force of nature!!!

I'm diving in!!

Well, Primiballi, you certainly know it better than I do and can give a more "profound" judgment, in the sense of depth over time: back in the days of Henna, I was just a kid and it was a positive shock for me, it was the first Dalla album I listened to and I wore out the cassette... just imagine what songs, then I got the original as an act of unconditional trust!... and I wasn't disappointed.

but you shouldn't be quiet!! you have to hit like a hammer!!

Well, not that I was a phenomenon as a player, quite the opposite!... I spent 2 seasons sitting on the bench in the amateur league and then a slow slide further down... now I play in an amateur team, but it’s more of an excuse to go have a drink than anything else... I too am feeling bogged down this morning (I have to do an expense report for mileage, but Friday afternoon is sacred and I’ll be goofing off as usual: life is all about priorities! Catch you later, and who knows, maybe Yosif and Terry will show up this afternoon!!

Hey, princes of idleness!!! Cultivators of the Italic art of leisure!!! How's it going? But why do I even ask, it’s the same for all of you, just arrived at the office and already goofing off about DeB.
Well, I send my usual apologies to the derecensor and let's get to serious matters!
I also played volleyball! Yes, well, not exactly... it was my first year of high school, the report card was a bloodbath and my parents forbade me from continuing with soccer. However, after a few months, my performance improved and I found myself in an amateur volleyball team! I played as the opposite (so to speak, eh), defensively I held my own... only that I had no technique for diving, and after just a few weeks I had decaying knees: my teammates gifted me knee pads out of pity!
The following year I went back to soccer. I, Algol, am about ten years younger than you, but on the other hand, everyone tells me I’m old inside (and maybe they’re right). My nose is fairly normal (it tilts a bit to the right, a reminder of an opponent's cleat). Terry, I adore you too, no ifs and buts (as long as that photo is really yours). In my day, eighteen-year-olds were... well, I don’t know how to say it... maybe I’ve changed more than they have... oh my, you’re making me have an identity crisis.