Lullaby for the Working Class
Blanket Warm

"Because I do not hope to turn again"

Cavalcanti used to say sometimes there are works that illuminate aspects, for example take the Decameron there's this tale with Guido practically he was strolling in the center of Florence stuff from the 1200s absurd, isn't it? So, at the time in Santa Croce in the square, there were tombs, graves, and he strolled among them when some guys see him from afar and approach to mock him, they practically say something, and he, remember he was amidst the graves, ok gentlemen at your home, you can tell me whatever you want, and he lightly escapes, it's a must-read then I find it and tell you what the point is that places, space has memory it's like Wenders' film Wings of Desire etc. that's neither a film about angels or any other crap it’s the power of the place why going to Warsaw or San Francisco is the same thing? Maybe for some quasi-soccer player in search of chicks to lick, but not even that much like the Lullaby "fuck" why should we sing about the metropolis if we are in Nebraska let's talk about the people we see and what’s around but in a way that if someone hears, I don't know... there in Turkey that stratified paleochristian Antakya (Antioch) this lady hears the CD maybe looks at the Orontes ('Asi) listens to guitars, violins, stuff like that then she hears Good Morning and says "fuck" while the Orontes has been there for billions of years or there's a monument of Ataturk around or let's put a guy in Germany, here he has his iPod, with his shitty mp3 player travels on the Schwebebahn in Wuppertal (ahaha I know because I watched a spectacular film about this city by the one who did Run Lola Run, absurd who has ever been to Wuppertal) there everything is green powerful cars rich but here he hears pull out the lawn chairs/ and watch the angels pull out their wings/ my sweet eternity/ you were more than I bargained for/ all good things come to an end and says "fuck" and meanwhile in Wuppertal, the air is as always, and how does the train go over a river, always, and even here when I heard it, I said "fuck" here where the most you can expect is the next day and you can't even afford the day after.