JimMorrison

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Listen, Saputé dream gave you a piece of advice worth a friend, and therefore worth a treasure. Take it to Cecchetto and have him do an audition. The audition is obviously done in deferred, meaning they snap some photos and evaluate him around that famous little table. Of course, remember he has to assume a "rebellious expression" and a goofy face.

Guys, the album is a masterpiece, but maybe it's just us who don't understand music at all. @Pier: that is pure inspiration; it’s hard to conceive something like that by planning it out, you know, the same table where the pictures of the "mammalucchi" on the cover were reviewed. Ah, the supervisor was obviously that prude Cecchetto.

Masterpiece. Gee, with your latest post you've definitely convinced me. The lyrics are of incredible intensity, rich in meaning, light-years away from prose. It makes me want to cry, I'm moved, I'm going to become a star. And do the gullible believe it?

Who knows what he wants to tell him... This thing is a bit scary...

September sun is truly revolutionary, the title says it all <<<Another night of illusions/People immersed in hypocrisy/Oxygen is lacking in the air/Without you/Like the sun of September/When summer is gone/You are the last hope/The only one for me, the only one for me/I live only for you/For every gesture you make/For those moments that/Only you give me/Every day more/You know how to convince me that/Nothing would make sense/If you weren't here/With me…/You taught me that/A smile lights up/Every gray moment/Of our age/Not an hour, a day/But an eternity/I would want you with me/I would want you with me/I live only for you/For every gesture you make/For those moments that/Only you give me/Every day more/You know how to convince me that/Nothing would make sense/If you weren't here/I don’t know what you do to me/I would die for you/Ghosts of those dark days/Disappearing with your gaze/Hold me and stay here,
Here with me/I live only for you/For the warmth you give/Your light for me/Will never go out/Every day more/You know how to convince me that/Nothing would make sense/If you weren't here/I can't stay without you/A ray of light/You are for me>>> Damn, no clichés, stuff never heard, pure revolution, linguistic experimentation...

But what do you think the Finley listened to when they were fifteen?

<<<For you who want an adrenaline rush. Raised on bread and Green Day, today the Finley have become a band with a clearly defined identity>>> Bread and Green Day? But that really puts on weight, are you kidding?

Paperinik! :D

It takes courage to endorse those words, so he stutters them.