Quelli dell'isola

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Tutto ciò che vorreste portarvi appresso stando su un'isola deserta per rendere più lieve la solitudine.

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MrGMauro
MrGMauro
1 feb 17

DeRank™: 1,25

So we arrived on this blessed deserted island, and the only person present, clearly of the opposite sex, and who luckily for us is called Suzanne Vega for this occasion, subtly asks us; "Do you know where friendship ends and passion doesn't begin?

Suzanne Vega - Stockings

"I'm not interested in tights," she says
and doesn't tell me why
She lifts her skirt above the knee
revealing a brown thigh

I see, I say, and ask her
how her little slim fingers
skillfully pull up
the threads of the last sleep

Do you know where friendship ends
and passion doesn't begin?
It's between the binding of
the stockings and her skin.
(oh yeah)

She stayed so late I thought
she had asked me to go dancing
But something in the way she laughed
told me I had no chance

The fiction in her family
was that she had never been beautiful
I would say she was very
I didn’t see the price

Do you know where friendship ends
and passion doesn't begin?
When the gin and tonic
makes the room start spinning.
(oh yeah)

There may be attraction here
but it could never bloom
So I’m left to read her mind now
in this witching hour

Here’s no game for those who claim
to be easily bruised
But how can I complain
when she is so easily amused
Bubi
Bubi
31 jan 17

DeRank™: 1,10

A light in the night. A minithriller I wrote, inspired by a song by Springsteen and one by Waits.
That Tom "Greasy Thumb" and I were not made for each other was clear to me from the moment we were introduced. I didn’t like his way of doing things, I didn’t like anything about him. And then, he was black. I didn’t like Lory either, his girlfriend, the one with the scar on her shoulder. She didn’t talk much, but she watched, she watched me. I don’t know why, but I always had the impression she thought... what a fool! I liked Betsy, Betsy with her petite and well-proportioned body, Betsy with no art or part. The other night we roamed the alleys of Riverside, with Tom and the chubby Lory. The woman took the bottle from my hand to pour herself a few more fingers as she sat down next to the black guy who was crouched on the steps of an old church. You said to me, "I’m scared!" Without answering, I pulled you into my arms. Your petite body intoxicated me more than all the alcohol we had gulped down. A shiver ran through you, we lay down on the ground and made love on the stinking pavement. "Don’t you hear this music too?" You said. "It’s coming from every door, every crack." I looked up and saw a light illuminating the alley. The music grew livelier, became frantic, a gypsy ballad. Gypsies emerged from the shadows, dancing, shaping their profiles in that magical light. We no longer smelled the stench of garbage; the magic of that night had transported us far from that misery. Tom was bleeding and it couldn’t be seen, leaning against an old Chevy, smoking and watching us. Lory was near him with her elbow resting on his shoulder. She watched, swinging the empty bottle between her fingers. If Tom said, "Hey you, give me a cigarette," all the guys would search for their pack. That was Tom "Greasy Thumb." All the kids wanted to be like him. He spat on the ground and hurled the bottle at the milk truck. And Tom laughed... but he was bleeding and it couldn’t be seen. He grabbed me by the neck, slammed me against the car, and put out my cigarette on my hand. "You look like two rats in the garbage," he said. The music had ended. I managed to pull out my old Walther and shot him in the head. The spell was broken; Tom was no longer bleeding.
MrGMauro
MrGMauro
30 jan 17

DeRank™: 2,62

always about how important friendship is, especially if you decide to bring only positive things and feelings with you to a desert island...

Carole King - You've Got a Friend

"When you're down and out
and you need love and attention
and nothing, nothing seems to go right
close your eyes and think of me
and I will come
to light up your dark nights
just call my name
you know where I am
I’ll hurry to see you again
Winter, Spring, Summer or Fall
all you have to do is call me
and I will come

If the sky above you
turns dark and cloudy
and that old north wind begins to blow
keep your cool and
call my name out loud
soon you’ll hear my knocking at your door

just call my name
you know where I am
I’ll hurry to see you again
Winter, Spring, Summer or Fall
all you have to do is call me
and I will come

it's nice to know you have a friend
among all those cold people
they hurt you and leave you
they take your soul if you let them
oh, but you won't let them

just call my name
you know where I am
I’ll hurry to see you again
Winter, Spring, Summer or Fall
all you have to do is call me
and I will come"
MrGMauro
MrGMauro
29 jan 17

DeRank™: 2,62

Excuse me for the somewhat obvious question, but moving "arms and baggage" to a deserted island isn't really a "Escape," as the following song suggests?

Rupert Holmes - Escape The Piña Colada Song (Guardians of The Galaxy Soundtrack)

"I was tired of my lady, we'd been together too long
Like a worn-out recording of a favorite song
So while she was sleeping, I read the paper in bed
And in the personal columns, there was this ad:

'If you like Pina Coladas, and getting caught in the rain
If you're not into yoga, if you have half a brain
If you like making love at midnight in the dunes of the cape
I'm the love that you've looked for, write to me and escape.'

I didn't think about my lady, I know it seems cruel
But me and my old lady, we'd fallen into the same old dull routine
So I wrote to the paper, took out a personal ad
And though I'm not a poet, I thought it wasn't bad.

'Yes, I like Pina Coladas and getting caught in the rain
My health food is just a little bit lacking, I like champagne
I gotta meet you tomorrow at noon and cut through all this routine
At a bar called O'Malley's, where we'll plan our escape.'

So I waited with high hopes, then she walked in the place
I knew her smile in
MrGMauro
MrGMauro
28 jan 17

DeRank™: 1,37

Gabrielle Aplin English Rain - Home

In addition to the feelings of Friendship, Love, and Freedom, which are part of us regardless, even on a hypothetical deserted island, and that we've discussed in previous posts, there’s another equally important feeling: that of belonging to our roots and friendly places, which we might more simply call "Home."

"I’m a phoenix in the water,
A fish that has learned to fly,
And I've always been a daughter,
But feathers are made for the sky.
So I’m wishing, wishing more intently,
For something exciting to happen,
It’s just that I’d rather spark chaos
Than live on the razor's edge of this knife.

With every little disaster
I’ll let the waters calm,
Take me away, to a place that truly exists.

Because they say:
Home is the place where your heart is carved in stone
It’s the place you go when you feel lonely
It’s the place you go to rest your bones.
It’s not just where you lie down
It’s not just where you make your bed.
As long as we’re together,
Does it matter where we go?
Home... home... home... home

So when I’m ready to be braver,
And my wounds will have healed with time,
Well-being will rest upon my back,
And I’ll bury my future, leave it behind.
I’ll always keep you with me,
I’ll always think of you,
But in the darkness, there’s something that shines
I'll never know if I don’t try.

With every little disaster
I’ll let the waters calm,
Take me away, to a place that truly exists.

Because they say:
Home is the place where your heart is carved in stone
It’s the place you go when you feel lonely
It’s the place you go to rest your bones.
It’s not just where you lie down
It’s not just where you make your bed.
As long as we’re together,
Does it matter where we go?
Home... home... home... home
Home... home... home... home

Because they say:
Home is the place where your heart is carved in stone
It’s the place you go when you feel lonely
It’s the place you go to rest your bones.
It’s not just where you lie down
It’s not just where you make your bed.
As long as we’re together,
Does it matter where we go?
Home... home... home... home
Home... home... home... home."
MrGMauro
MrGMauro
27 jan 17

DeRank™: 1,25

just to talk about Love (to be rediscovered on a deserted island)

Jim Croce - Time in a bottle - 1973

"Time in a bottle"

"If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save every day
'Til eternity's through
Just to spend them with you

If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I'd save every day like a treasure
And then, again, I would spend them with you.

But it seems there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do, once you find them
I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to spend my time with

If I had a box of wishes
And dreams that never came true
The box would be empty
Except for the memory of how
They were answered by you!

But it seems there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do, once you find them!
I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to spend my time with."
Battlegods
Battlegods
27 jan 17

DeRank™: 5,08

Kate Bush - Strange Phenomena I was undecided with "Moving"..
Galensorg
Galensorg
27 jan 17

DeRank™: 3,40

Ministry - The Land of Rape and Honey Here's an album that can't be missed on a desert island! (my first post here... nice to meet you, amigos!)
Battlegods
Battlegods
26 jan 17

DeRank™: 2,62

Talk Talk - New Grass Observe those particular five minutes before sunset. There's a unique glow in the light, the sun, the rays. I don't know if you've ever noticed it. This piece, however, feels like it's from "Spirit of Eden"; the same divine scent.
Battlegods
Battlegods
26 jan 17

DeRank™: 2,47

ELP - Pictures At An Exhibition (full album) "Rondo" at 38:20 is the victory of Emerson's idea of electronics. A show-stopping bass from Lake that shouldn't be underestimated.
Battlegods
Battlegods
26 jan 17

DeRank™: 2,62

Yes - The Revealing Science Of God (Dance Of The Dawn) The coolest cover by Yes, even though "Yessongs" is just as otherworldly. An album that does not possess the incisiveness and impact of "Fragile" and "Close," but at least in the intro and outro ("Ritual," with that sublime bass opening by Squire) manages to express new emotions.
MrGMauro
MrGMauro
26 jan 17

DeRank™: 2,08

Joe Cocker - With A Little Help From My Friends (1968)

Given the last two posts, if you hope to happily shipwreck on this damn deserted island, you might consider yourself free (I'm Free - The Who) and thus hope to have achieved happiness (Baba O Riley - The Who), but these two wonderful feelings are not fully realized unless you also have your Friends with you, especially when you really need them, as this historic song repeats: "I get by with a little help from my friends."

“What would you think if I sang out of tune
would you stand up and walk out on me?
Lend me your ears and I'll sing you a song
and I'll try not to sing out of key
Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends
Battlegods
Battlegods
25 jan 17

DeRank™: 1,37

The Nice / America (live) @[Bubi] And what about these? ;) In the finale, you can already hear the electronic blasts of Emerson from the "The great gates of kiev" period.
Battlegods
Battlegods
25 jan 17

DeRank™: 3,00

Black Mass (Electric Storm In Hell) - White Noise, 1969 The classic cult album from the late Sixties, recorded all in one take.
Battlegods
Battlegods
24 jan 17

DeRank™: 1,25

Family "Voyage" Distorted visions