primiballi

DeRank : 2,01
DeAge™ : 7623 days • Here since 27 july 2005
Dario Argento La Terza Madre
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first commandment: thou shalt not take the name of Gloria Guida in vain. You bunch of sinners, that's all you are.
John Coltrane The Complete 1961 Village Vanguard Recordings
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@contemplation: Count Primiballi, a semi-alcoholic saxophonist of liscio music and a modest jazz musician in his spare time, lives in a basement in the Small Provincial Town, has pisarèi and fasò for lunch from the Highlander, the bartender at Bar Stella, falls in love easily, and, along with his friend Piero Lazzaroni, solves the murder of the young trendy girl Silvia Santi (all the women in the novel have names of porn stars). An extremely politically incorrect novel, not to be taken too seriously, currently distributed in Emilia and perhaps soon in Italy (we hope). But it can be purchased from the publisher Damster's website. He's a great character, whom I've worked on for years, during splendid moments of semi-free time, mostly at night. As I already mentioned, to everyone, he is Treno.
Franco Battiato La Voce Del Padrone
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@midsun: I wouldn’t want you to have a very common vice on DeB (which for me has precise "psychiatric" reasons.... but I don't believe it's the case with you), namely the tendency to undervalue the personality of the protagonists (and the more they sell, the more they are devalued... perhaps to overvalue one's own misunderstood genius...?!). It’s an ugly vice, sometimes justified, but psychologically unpleasant... Battiato has a disruptive personality, he has written extremely important things (even if we don’t want to talk about genius...) and his albums are rightly signed by him, just like Battisti Vivo (only after his death are they signed Battisti and that (piece of shit) Mogol), De André, etc... Getting help is always a sacred thing, too. Those who work know this (whatever job one does).
Keith Jarrett Trio My Foolish Heart - Live At Montreux
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contemplation, beautiful the slackness, but let's stay grounded: Peacock, in my opinion, is currently the best at combining technique and soul. Haden, to name someone you place at the highest levels, is a giant of atmosphere and, lately, of the "record project." He has soul to sell, but, in my opinion, Peacock is a notch above. But we are, as you have already well put it, in the hyperuranium, and we are talking about gods...
John Coltrane The Complete 1961 Village Vanguard Recordings
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@contemplation: I agree, and what I meant was solely to start loving a sound and a style. Then, everything you said is gold.
Franco Battiato La Voce Del Padrone
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I agree, Tom, as it happens more and more often.
Dario Argento La Terza Madre
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Dudes...: but the Milo in the hands of that genius Fellini was perfect, come on... The fact is that cinema is a sum of ingredients in the hands of a chef/director... from which... well... almost everything depends.
John Coltrane The Complete 1961 Village Vanguard Recordings
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For a beginner, I would say first "ballads" for the sound, then "giant steps" for the technique. Following that, everything else (I love it so much that I dedicated my main literary character, Luca Gandolfo Primiballi del Castellaccio, aka Treno, a tipsy dance hall saxophonist to it: from "tortelli&Porcelli" Damster editions, Modena, so I'm doing a bit of advertising for our little cult creation...)
Dario Argento La Terza Madre
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I too tend to be pro-European (also pro-Italian, when we talk, say, about Fellini), but forgetting some great Americans is a mistake that's all too easy and frankly ideological. What a pity. @poletti: I'm glad you agree on the dubbing (I too, without writing it, had thought of the divine Cardinale).
Keith Jarrett Trio My Foolish Heart - Live At Montreux
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Here it is...: I wanted to be the first to intervene and ask for forgiveness from jazz enthusiasts for the unforgivable "reg" instead of the correct "rag"...FORGIVENESS! (I often write at dawn, with my wife and daughter asleep... and I too, partly...) Anyway, trust me: it’s beautiful, and above all DeJohnette is absolutely divine. I too (for example in Verona) found him a bit "clumsy," but I didn't dare to say it, and I am infinitely grateful to you for allowing me to dare the unthinkable, namely a critique of the nonetheless giant Jack.