L'infinita CasaPagina del DeBaser

If you think that "The Infinite" is just one of the most famous poems from Giacomo Leopardi's Canti, let me tell you that you haven't understood a thing at all.

As usual.
 
자동차로 바삭 바삭하고 부드러운 것을 분쇄! 실험용 자동차 대 콜라 슬라임 캔디 장난감 서프라이즈 에그

LIVE NOW

I don't know how long it's been going on and for how long it will continue, but today I don't think I'll be able to watch anything else.
 
Om Kali Ma

I have a trembling suspicion that behind the makeup of the singer from these smoky, bizarre, ascetic Nepal Death lies our enlightened Lord & Master (God preserve him for centuries of centuries) @[G]

BEWARE!
 
Great @[G] and everyone who has worked on this book initiative! Soon I will also join the ranks of the buyers!
 
Ingrandisci questa immagine
Reply to @[Marcorock]
Click on YOU AND THIS I LISTEN
 
Jack - Dress you in mourning and with this little wonder, I can only wish you a good night, and if there are still souls who do not know this work, they should not waste any more time.
 
This group is clearly one of the revelations of the year: Holy Motors - Slow Sundown - full album (2018)

Between Morricone and Mazzy Star, between Jim Jarmusch and Miranda Lee Richards.
 
Great suggestion from @[Kotatsu] accepted.
You have the option to define yourself as a follower of one or more artists.
This means that every time a review of that artist comes in, you receive a notification (since you didn't have enough of them).
You have automatically become a follower of all the artists you have defined or reviewed.
What applies to you applies to everyone else.
The summary needs to be concise, while at the same time explaining things in detail. How do you do that?
 
Chris Cornell - "Seasons"
Here, if his solo albums had been of this caliber...
 
Alice Donut - Where Is My Mind
The DeCoverz-verzionz that intrigue me: Pt. IIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII
 
10 Stories of Music. 4) Chet Baker. These Foolish Things - Chet Baker Sextet
There are things we all dream of. For example: one goes to get gas and discovers that the guy cleaning his windshield is the greatest white trumpeter in the history of jazz, who has mysteriously vanished for quite some time.
It’s certainly not easy to recognize him: the “James Dean of Jazz” has aged prematurely, his once beautiful face now etched with wrinkles, and a sickly thinness that shows all the signs of a life lived without rules, and, more importantly, he no longer has his front teeth. It doesn’t matter whether he had them removed due to illness, lost them in a fight, or had them pulled out by a dealer to whom he owed money (many aspects of his life are unclear). The fact is, he could no longer play.
The guy who recognizes him at the gas station (who was this guy? Even here, the versions differ) doesn’t leave him there; he visits him again and helps him get back on his feet.
How? What does he actually do? I only know that, some time later, Chet goes to Dizzy Gillespie and asks him for money for dentures. “With dentures, maybe I can start playing again,” he tells him.
Now, it’s not like Dizzy would easily part with money, nor did he have that much to spare; besides—let’s face it—giving money to Chet was like throwing it down the toilet. And then there was that Chet, who had outperformed him (more than two hundred votes difference) in the poll of the best trumpeters by “Down Beat” magazine in ’54. Yet, this time, Dizzy gives him the money.
And Chet is reborn; it won’t be easy: one doesn’t play the trumpet with a set of ceramic teeth. But Chet starts playing again.
How I love second chances! Falling and starting over: it’s the destiny of heroes….
Well, Chet doesn’t take long to fall back into his old life. He goes in and out of jail (even in Italy, Chet loved Italy), continues to need money and runs from debtors, and starts using again like a damn.
Then, at not even 59 years old, he falls from a hotel window in Amsterdam.
Accident, suicide, someone to whom he owed money? Who knows! Many things in his life remain unclear.
But how much I would have loved to have passed by that gas station….
 
Swervedriver - Mezcal Head (Full Album) 1993 HQ A historic album unjustly confined to the Shoegaze scene. American swirling guitars and English melodies. They were a beautiful thing, seen as the supporting act for Dinosaur Jr.
 
The Doors - Alabama Song (Whiskey Bar)
"Jim Morrison & the Doors on the road" (66)
Among unreleased tracks, unreleased/live, official covers, cover/live.
There are very few official covers. The uniqueness of these guys is evident right from the start. In the first album, there’s even this cover of Bertolt Brecht. Others have tried it too, but the excellent result is this one.
 
10 Magnificent Losers. 10 Stories That Deserve to Be Told. 9) Peter Ivers Peter Ivers' Band - Dark Illumination
Who? Peter Ivers who? Yes: he is practically unknown. Yet the Beacon Street Union is always mentioned among the seminal groups of American psychedelia from the late sixties. Okay, niche stuff, but loved by many.
Yet his solo records (4, plus 2 posthumous compilations) sold something, "Terminal Love" managed to reach the Top 100. Solo albums to rediscover, especially the first one, that "Knight Of The Blue Communion" which mixes India (Asha Phutli was supposed to sing, then they turned to Yolande Bavan - a jazz musician from Sri Lanka - and it turned out even better), psychedelia, religiosity, and blues and is one of the most beautiful and best-kept secrets of American Rock. But "Terminal Love" is also beautifully strange and deserves, it truly deserves it. Yet "Jesus, A Passion Play for Americans" (the show derived from "Knights Of The Blue Communion" is considered the precursor to "Jesus Christ Superstar"). Yet his "In Heaven" was chosen by Lynch as the key track for the "Eraserhead" soundtrack (and here, at least one eyebrow should be raised). Yet he was a friend and associate of John Belushi. Yet the show they had him present on American KSCI, "New Wave Theatre," was really groundbreaking: for the first time, bands like the Dead Kennedys, the Angry Samoans, the Plugz could appear on a national show, thanks to Ivers.
For this reason, when they found him at his home, with his head smashed by a hammer (or something similar), they immediately thought of some musician he had not allowed to participate in his show.
The truth is that no one ever figured out how it happened.
It was a famous unsolved case.
They even wrote a book about it: "In Heaven Everything Is Fine: The Unsolved Life of Peter Ivers and the Lost History of New Wave Theatre."
In the end, he became more famous as an unsolved crime than as a musician.
 
10 Magnificent Losers. 10 Stories That Deserve to Be Told. 8) Patty Waters PATTY WATERS ~ Wild is the wind
I’m sorry, this story won’t fit into this little comment. Sooner or later, I’ll have to tell it properly.
Here’s a childhood in rural Iowa, a father who runs away, choirs in church, and the discovery of Billie Holliday. Then there’s the escape, travels, and Manhattan. Small rooms, odd jobs for little money. And encounters: Ornette Coleman, Bill Evans, Ben Webster, Sun Ra, Keith Jarrett, Albert Ayler (especially Ayler), Miles Davis (especially Davis). A Pygmalion who doesn't pay (Stollman) and his incredible label: ESP-Disk. Interracial love and racism: a white woman with a black man in the early sixties, try to imagine that. A child and another father who leaves. And two records (the ones she’ll make when the "baby" is grown don’t add or take anything away) and a couple of singles. Two incredible albums that are the foundation of all the vocal experimentation to come: Diamanda Galas, Yoko Ono, Tim Buckley, Meredith Monk, Patty Smith, Joan LaBarbara, Lydia Lunch, Sonic Youth (and many others who don’t even know it) have openly paid tribute to Waters. But the best tribute came from Yoko Ono who, tired of hearing how much she owed to Waters, had it written: “Ms. Ono did not know Ms. Waters or her work.”
Two albums that few, very few know. And if some critic boasts about "Black is the Colour of My True Love's Hair" (from "Sings"), almost no one remembers the second album, that "Collage Tour" which takes vocal experiments into uncharted territory (Ok, Ok, there’s Abbey Lincoln on "We Insist" by Max Roach, but those are things for critics and nerds). Then nothing, she vanished for two more decades. We find her being a mom in Kauai, Hawaii, so her son could have what she never had.
No, this story won’t fit in this comment.
I just want to say one thing: Andrew Miles Waters (already Miles....), wherever you are, whatever face you have, whatever you’re doing, fuck you!
 
10 Magnificent Losers. 10 Stories That Deserve to Be Told. 6) eden ahbez Eden Ahbez - Nature Boy
You know the massive Hollywood sign that dominates Los Angeles? That’s where George Aberle lived, even before becoming eden ahbez (strictly in all lowercase since capitals are only for God and Infinity). The record companies searching for him to secure the rights to his hits noticed this! A vegetarian and Buddhist, philosopher and musician, he lived off what grew on that hill and claimed he needed no more than three dollars a week. And not because he was poor: just "Nature Boy" guaranteed him million-dollar royalties. Nat "King" Cole brought it to fame, but after him, everyone sang it (and still does): from Sinatra to Marvin Gaye, from Grace Slick to Cher, from Alex Chilton to Bowie and Miles Davis and Coltrane... It’s easier to name those who DIDN’T sing it.
And he didn’t do it because it was trendy; it wasn’t the '60s yet. It was before, long before the Hippies and the flower children. His son and wife also lived under the "L" of Hollywood.
But it wasn’t just a lucky break; the guy also wrote for Sam Cooke and Frankie Laine, and quite a few others.
He recorded two LPs ("eden's Island" and the posthumous "Echoes from Nature Boy") and a few singles (I think three), with which he invented that “exotica” that would later become psychedelia.
Really a great guy.
He died at 87 years old due to a car accident.
Damn modernity!
 
10 Magnificent Failures. 10 Stories That Deserve to Be Told. 5) Daniel Johnston daniel johnston - life in vain.wmv
Everyone wears their mask / waiting for Santa Claus to come back to town
When he was told that Kurt Cobain was a fan, he asked: "Who is he?" And he truly didn't know who he was. But many loved him, from Boe to Tom Waits, from the usual Sonic Youth to the Butthole Surfers, and Jad Fair who made a record with him, and Mark Linkous who, on the other hand, produced another one for him (and arranged it beautifully) and many, many more. Not bad for someone who - raised on the Bible, Beatles, and Captain America - wrote his first songs in his home garage with a guitar and a toy organ, recording them on an old cheap tape recorder just to give them away or trade them for some comics.
This was before Laura shattered his heart.
But it's not Laura's fault; his mind was already ill. He spent his entire life sitting on the edge of the abyss. Desperate and joyful as a child can be. Awkward as only an adult can be. Bulimic, with more than twenty-four albums, collaborations, tributes, and even music for a ballet!
And today, as his drawings are exhibited in art galleries and his records are treasured by those who know and love him, he lives (now in his fifties) with his parents and perhaps he doesn't even care. After all, he was only happy when he sold popcorn at a carnival.
 
The Doors - Blue Sunday
"Jim Morrison & the Doors on the road" (44)
"She's the world, she's my girl."
The relationship between Jim and Pam was always tumultuous, messy, filled with betrayals... but they stayed together from the beginning to the end for real. What seems like a crazy and strange story is actually a true and great love story. The "messes" were inevitable amid success, drugs, alcohol, and Morrison's pure spirit. For this reason, in my opinion, it makes it even more beautiful and profound. After the four rides at the beginning of the album, a moment of quiet to dedicate a few words to her...