Cordial Sergio, forgive me if I disturb you.
I was wondering if you could/wanted to repeatedly and courteously reply (when you have the time, the desire, the patience, the unlikely urgent need, and so on) to only five-said-five questions [as in the best "interviewer" debaserophila tradition] sincerely detached from which will be, in the positive event of a kind reply, immediately brought to the fervent attention of the ever more multi-music-chromatic hence dense Debaserian Web-Pueblo:
One) First and foremost, as a good metal banger, I was wondering what happened to the battered BluBus.
"The cooperative blu bus, as well as a record label, has not existed since 1998. The records are still there, and I continue to distribute them. Those of the Kina, as they run out, I continue to reprint them. Now we make the records as wic, which stands for wi confondo (don't ask me what it means, suffice it to know that "wi" was originally supposed to be simply "mi". The blue bus mechanical vehicle with which we used to go around playing was scrapped I believe in 1995, and its place was taken by another blue bus (in silver color)."
Dos) Suppose the Kina were born, instead of in the predominantly snowy Valle d'Aosta, in Washington DC or thereabouts.
"As someone has already said, probably the contract with Sst and then with Warner Bros would have been signed by the Kina instead of Husker Du. But that's not necessarily true, because in reality, the Kina said no to several 'good offers' in their career."
Trois) An urgent thorny-question arises at this point: Do You prefer desert-like cacti or the more humble and homely succulents? {it might seem like a stupid question, but, in fact, it is}
"Honestly, I must admit I don't love plants."
Zero-Tré "serious") [the previous was a defatiguing joke] Having played a farsighted role of crystalline caliber within the often suffocating tricolor underground scene, I was wondering what the current feeling is about the state of the {as long as one still persists} boot-shaped independent scene.
"The scene... yes, the scene... but which scene? For years now, I've only seen yard groups shooting shit in each other's faces. Who knows, maybe it's many small scenes. Luckily, I have several friends, maybe we are a scene. It's not a very uplifting description, but I think it's realistic.”
Vier) Almost indispensable/disert-islandated albums and/or cerebral/musical entities eavesdropped at the dawn of the neo-millennium?
"Not much: Fluid to gas (German), Cumpay Segundo (Cuba), Tori Amos (...), Darkness (...), Joe Strummer."
Kimbe) Is it better to try to corrode/shape from within the rotten-system or a healthy yet uncompromising extra-parliamentary militancy: in summary... but, who makes you do it?
"It's that I believe we are now seriously ill, chronic and stubborn... unfortunately! I hope with this rant I have gratified your urgency for replies. I hope I have been up to the task. Bye and see you soon. P.S. the Frontiera in September in Sardinia!"
Extremely competent, I would dare say (indeed). Muchas de-gracias Dear and cordial Mr. de-Sergio. In the case that the probative/island heat/gridiron doesn't render us completely delirious, we'll see each other at the september-fest (without microphone, for a stroke).
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