Mr.Moustache

He is now a disconnected man, a survivor, someone who has stared death in the face and clung to the most ascetic aspects of his existence: that religion that saw him grow up among the mountains of Cerreto Alpi. I believe he has always been this way, but his illness has led him toward cognitive dissonances for which there is no longer any answer. Let’s leave him where he is trying to go, in the infinite hyperspace in constant search of Being. White and clean background, white and clean background.

But beautiful Don: what a page, and what a man!!!

What a gem. Congratulations.

Why are you asking me? Well, maybe because it's time to stop promoting bands like these that, recommendations aside, can't make any money at all. I feel foolish, but I'm sure I've appreciated more Caparezza above all (and I assure you that's not my genre) than the After-kuntz-sonica themselves (in my opinion ridiculous, exhausted, and finished, self-congratulatory to the point of michealjacksonism). That's why, feel free to think what you want. See you.

One of the worst outcomes of what a declining career as a VJ at MTV can cause, and co-starring in embarrassing pseudo-alternative and silly films like "Ovosodo." I'm writing this because I saw them again today at the May Day concert by chance, while sipping my coffee: nauseating. It's time to send these people to work seriously. And I'm not joking. Good job, good job, beautiful shit Italy. My opinion, and open to debate.

I almost forgot: vote for the Afghan pedophiles party. They say the Rotschilds have been funding it recently and that it has a good chance of winning. Yu-hu!

Now everything is clearer to me (?).

Just to conclude (Agnelli is a nobody). Have a good day.

@FIQUATA: forgive me, but I doubt you didn't understand that we said the same thing, and Sorel or Schmitt or Pareto/Michels allowing, I inform you that I am not (I) at all, how shall I put it, "communist." As for Sorel, there are already too many myths here, and all with a blown-out ass, not to mention the pseudo-pro-monarchist-insurrectioni st/supporting teenagers, just as many (and as fake, fake, fake as a pair of Nike shoes). Does Albini change his strings by himself? Ha! You're talking about someone who stomps on the audience just because he thinks he's being looked at with scorn, you decide (and I inform you that I adore him, artistically speaking, even though he made an EP called Il Duce..). As for SanRemo (and I respond to Iside by saying only that it is San, since it is now sanctified by people like the Afterhours, given the level of visibility they manage to achieve in this declining phase), you aren't telling me anything new, quite the contrary. No hard feelings and no malice, FIQ, but in your reply, I found more D'Annunzian Supermen than Nietzschean Overmen...

Unlike anyone else, I find all the bands mentioned by Gustav to be questionably talented, and currently mentally devoid: what’s the need to go to SanRemo, what’s the need to self-celebrate, what’s the need? which? why? where? But above all: nowhere is it written that after a certain number of albums in Italy one must end up farting at the Ariston or stop using an experimental vein to fall back into the conventional, past and expired Italian styles. No, damn it, it’s not written. Perhaps, perhaps, it’s written in the laws of the market (and believe me, I’m not a neocon!)? Perhaps, perhaps, there's nothing left to say except trying to preserve what’s worth preserving? But when, I ask, when will someone start to realize that these people have run out of time? when???? Has anyone noticed that Iriondo now dismantles instruments and reassembles them in a workshop rather than playing with Agnelli?? No? I completely agree with FIQUATA, especially (and above all) for the Pasolinian aphorism. You should start asking yourselves who you are really listening to, even before falling into their arms, seduced and blind. Perhaps, only then would you understand that the country is UNREAL, more than ever, right now, amidst the shelves of a CD store.