Gotan Project - Santa Maria - Tango - Little trivial stories -
Where do we begin? Ah yes.
From Deep Purple.
I had a little boy, well maybe not so “little”...
He looked like an angel with his blonde curls, an Italian Argentine from Rosario, a well-known Italian town of canned cows.
(Damn, do I only have foreign crushes? Why? 😳?) It must be an illness.
Or maybe Rome really is caput mundi.
Could I have been 16?
One day I found myself at his house in his room...
An incredibly silly bimbo!..
Child in Time starts playing... and... maybe I hear it for the first time...
The solemn intro had quite an effect...
How do they say around San Lorenzo?
“I meant to make a soul”
but if someone is silly, they’re silly!
His mother came home, a stunning woman... 4/5 kids all boys, she was getting divorced... the husband in Argentina, the kids a bit here and a bit there... to make a long story short.
She “saves” me, takes me and brings me back home.
The epilogue, unfortunately, was tragic.
This is what the Deep P mean to me.
R. .. sorry, I was too young. 😘 (and that was just fine)
Ps. I’m getting old, writing my memoirs! There’s no doubt about it. 😂
The memoirs of Adriana. The doorkeeper.
And I have to leave them to someone! Otherwise, what do we do?
If I’ve already told it, I ask for forgiveness.
