macmaranza
macmaranza
30 jul 03:43

DeRank™: 30,00

Viola
Actually, I sometimes get the illusion that someone might really understand what kind of person I am: pure cerebral speculation, I'm aware of that.
I must have posted this a fantastillion times, but repeating myself is part of my nature.
Not because I don’t realize it, but because certain harmonies—in this case, vocal—take me somewhere else: it doesn't matter where, as Marco Castoldi used to say when he was still in possession of his mental faculties.
I adore these sweet melodies, which break my heart: and one day I’ll go walking by the sea, and I’ll dip my feet in the water, just for fun.
And twelve sirens will dance with me, and twelve sirens will dance with me.
But the music is about to end, now that I’ve understood it’s the right time.

Great track by my friend Taz: who never wanted to record it, because he said my arrangement (a sort of ChaChaCha) drove him crazy, since the lyrics talk about suicide.

"Questa sera voglio camminare / vado a far due passi in riva al mare / e il cielo è pieno di stelle / di stelle / ma quelle riflesse dal mare sono ancora più belle.
E continuo a camminare / voglio vedere se è l'ora giusta per finire / e metto i piedi nell'acqua / così per scherzare / così per scherzare / e metto i piedi nell'acqua e mi lascio trasportare.
Da queste dolci melodie / piene di dolci parole / queste dolci melodie / che mi spezzano il cuore / e dodici sirene che ballano con me / e dodici sirene che danzano con me.
Non ho più voglia / di camminare.
Ora che ho capito che / ora che ho capito che / ora che ho capito che...
è l'ora giusta.

One day, maybe, I’ll play it for you, but I’m not a great singer. I’m in tune but, unlike the author, I don’t have a great vocal range: at best, I can manage two octaves.

Ah, he died very badly: throat cancer.
Perfect for a singer, right? sia: altrove: cuore: vocale: male:
 
lector
lector
3 jul

DeRank™: 57,91

Dead Kennedys - Kill the poor
Translating is always betraying
I’m presenting again (lucky me!) my little free and unfaithful translation column (more interpretations than translations), language – even when it’s the one you happen to have been born with – is a barrier and communication is just a utopian wish; so take this stuff, which we only call translation out of convenience, with a grain of salt.

The good @[imasoulman], speaking about Hüsker Dü, reminded us that punk (and its various derivatives & offshoots) wasn’t just about shouting, speed, and horrible haircuts but that beyond the breakneck pace there were often lyrics as well. People like Rollins Band, Clash, Fugazi, Crass, Minor Threat, Flux of Pink Indians and many others had a lot to say, like Jello Biafra who has always had a sharp tongue (and also a background of good reading, apparently. Here, for example, he quotes the as witty as little-known "A Modest Proposal" written by Swift in 1729)
Dead Kennedys - Kill the Poor
Once again we are messengers of Efficiency & Progress, right now that we have the neutron bomb. Which is nice, fast, clean and solves problems, frees you of too many enemies but without damaging property. Sure, it makes no sense in war but it works perfectly to clean up the problems at home
The sun shines, shines on this brave new day. No more taxes for public welfare, horrible slums burned in a flash of light, millions of unemployed suddenly wiped out. In the end we’ll have more space to do our own things. Tonight everything is ready to eliminate the miserable and the penniless—
Kill, kill, kill the poor
Kill, kill, kill the poor
Let’s kill them all tonight
Here pops the champagne: the crime rate is zeroed, you feel free again. Oh, life is a dream with you, Miss Pure White Trash and Jane Fonda, from the screens, have convinced liberals that everything is fine. So let’s get dressed up and dance all night while they eliminate, take out, kill all those bums
Kill, kill, kill the poor
Kill, kill, kill the poor
Let’s kill them all tonight
 
withor
withor
24 jun

DeRank™: 24,00

GIORGIO GABER - IO SE FOSSI DIO - 1980 studio version - rec from LP
If I were God
And I might be
Otherwise, I can’t see who
If I were God
I wouldn’t let myself be fooled by people’s sly ways
I wouldn’t be an amateur
I would always be present
I would truly be everywhere spying
Or better yet, criticizing
Precisely what people do
For example, the petty bourgeois
How boring
He never commits big sins
He is never intensely sinful
After all, poor guy, he is too wretched and mean
And even knowing that God is more precise than a Swede
He thinks that the small mistake
Doesn’t count or isn’t noticed
Because of this
If I were God
I’d prefer the past century
If I were God
I would miss the ancient fury
Where you hated and then loved
And killed the enemy
But I’m not yet
In the kingdom of heaven
I’m too entangled
In your messes.
If I were God
I wouldn’t be such an idiot
To believe only in the heart’s beats
Or only in the distillations of reason
If I were God
I would definitely be very whole and very detached
Like you should be
If I were God
I wouldn’t have skimped
I would have made a better man
Yes, well, I admit it
It didn’t come out so well
And that’s why, to preach what’s right
I sometimes put someone down
But then people like to interpret
And make even more chaos
If I were God
I wouldn’t have made my son’s mistakes
And about love and charity
I would have explained myself a little better
In fact, it’s not normal at all that a mere mortal
For crap like compassion and hunger in India
Has so much love in reserve that he doesn’t even dream of
That makes you say
“But then how can he be such a bastard?”
If I were God
I wouldn’t be reduced like you
And if I were, I would certainly die for something important
Unfortunately, the chance to die likably
Doesn’t always come up
And even the most reckless adventurer
Dies wherever it happens and not even all that convinced
If I were God
I would do whatever I want
I wouldn’t be permissive
I would beat my son
I would be strict and just
I would curse the English as I was asked
And if I could
Also the Africanists and Asia
And then the Americans and the Russians
I would beat activism like a salad mix
And slap
The Voltairians, the thieves
The stupid and the bigots
Because God is violent!
And God’s slaps
Stick everyone to the wall
But I’m not yet
In the kingdom of heaven
I’m too entangled
In your messes
So far we’ve joked
But it ends up that someone
Sooner or later takes a liking
And using God as an excuse brings out
Everything he thinks is right
And you girl
Who tells me it’s not true
That the petty bourgeois is just a bit of an idiot
That man is really a criminal
A scoundrel, a pig in every way, a rascal
And that he even tried to rape his own daughter
Me, as an invented God
As a fictitious God
I take courage and shoot my judgment and say:
Let’s hope they shoot your father in the ass, dear daughter
So for the papers he becomes
A good family man
If I were God
I would really curse the journalists dico:
 
sfascia carrozze
sfascia carrozze
1 apr

DeRank™: 18,00

BENEDICTION - Crawling over Corpses (OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO)

Never miss a healthy dose of aberration and petty ignorance.
 
lector
lector
22 mar

DeRank™: 35,61

George Foreman vs. Muhammad Ali - The Final Round - October 30, 1974
His legend is mainly based on a defeat. And Ali had never been so afraid.
Goodbye George.
 
Stanlio
Stanlio
13 mar

DeRank™: 3,00  Supercazzolaro

ehm, never mind the blue pills of "Vi(ta)agra"... some news might as well belong to the "Strange but True" column that appeared in the famous Settimana Enigmistica, like this one just read (see the original from March 12, 2025 "Attenzione a questo farmaco, provoca un'irrefrenabile voglia di fare se**o e giocare d'azzardo": scatta l'allarme per gli strani effetti collaterali del ropinirolo - Il Fatto Quotidiano

“Beware of this drug, it triggers an uncontrollable urge for sex and gambling”: alarm bells are ringing over the strange side effects of "Ropinirole".

A medication to treat Parkinson's disease and restless legs syndrome, but with devastating side effects on the lives of some patients: compulsive addiction to sex and gambling. This is the alarm raised in recent hours by a dozen women in the United Kingdom who have taken Ropinirole, a dopamine agonist.

These drugs work by stimulating dopamine receptors in the brain, alleviating symptoms of Parkinson's (affecting about 150,000 Britons) and restless legs syndrome (which affects one in ten people in the UK). However, in some cases, they can trigger unexpected and potentially destructive side effects. These are drugs known as dopamine agonists, which act on the areas of the brain responsible for movement, helping to relieve disorders like restless legs syndrome, which affects about one in ten people in the UK. The same medications are also commonly prescribed for Parkinson's disease, a neurodegenerative condition that impairs motor control and affects about 150,000 people in Britain.

A report from the pharmaceutical company GlaxoSmithKline (GSK) has highlighted a possible link between these drugs and atypical sexual behaviors. Moreover, the leaflet for Ropinirole explicitly lists “increased sexual urges” and an “unusual desire to gamble” among the side effects. Despite these indications, many patients reported never being warned about the potential risks before starting the treatment, leaving them unprepared to manage the unwanted effects of the therapy.

One of them, named Claire, interviewed by the BBC, recounted developing restless legs syndrome during her pregnancy and frequently suffering from insomnia and a strange crawling sensation under her skin. After giving birth, these disturbances persisted, so her doctor prescribed Ropinirole, without listing the possible side effects. After a year of taking the medication, her symptoms subsided, but Claire began to experience unprecedented sexual urges: “There's an element in your head that knows what you're doing is wrong, but it hits you to the point that you don't realize you're doing it,” the woman described what she felt.
 
Buckley
Buckley
11 feb

DeRank™: 15,00  USA-60-90

Five Years - Yo La Tengo (Ride The Tiger 1986)
……. And I'm still on track nearly 40 years later …. almost like the Pooh 🤣
 
1neuro
1neuro
5 feb

DeRank™: 30,00  CoverMuyBbrutas

Ingrandisci questa immagine
High ass, I take a jump (quoted from Prof. Sassaroli)
or low ass, do I take a step?
 
lector
lector
25 dec 24

DeRank™: 39,57

Ingrandisci questa immagine
Best wishes to everyone!
...am I still on time?
 
tia
tia
20 dec 24

DeRank™: 40,19

Ingrandisci questa immagine I’m finishing a comic book course (at an amateur level, mind you..) and in the last lessons, we were given a script to try to compose the panels. You won’t believe it, but I got the setting for page three where everything begins at the @[sfascia carrozze] !! ahahah can you believe the fate Fu Manchu - Boogie Van