@[hjhhjij] and for those interested in one of the most beautiful Bonelli comics ever, Magico Vento is back in newsstands starting today with (at least) a couple of miniseries that pick up the story exactly from where it left off.
 
TURKEY NOW (19)
#thenewoneadvancing
Ati ve Aşk Üçgeni - Beni Yanına Al (Official Video)
Another alcoholic and melancholic - nonetheless intriguing - lament.
 
Urka!

Uzeda - Soap

New Uzeda on the way.

If you don't know who I am, you'll be DeBanned by 1:00 PM (sharp).
 
Iron Maiden - The Trooper

Hashtag if you don't listen to it all, you only enjoy halfway.
 
@[CosmicJocker] Now with all your poetry, where does the ball of yarn start?
Windy & Carl - Drawing Of Sound (full album)

no tricks, we know it
 
Cloudland Canyon "An Arabesque" (MR-056) [Official] productions of Sonic Boom, when neurons come back to life
 
 
Trilok Gurtu - Remembrance
Trilok Gurtu - 2002 Remembrance
Author of the finest World Music.
 
Alastair Galbraith - Mirrorwork[FullAlbum]
beautiful land for taking long naps between one beer and another
 
A Malta 13 dei 54 migranti di Mediterranea. Salvini: la nave vada a La Valletta. Ong tedesca ne salva altri 65
Please....tell me I’m dreaming....I mean, we bring about forty to Malta and we load 55????.......
 
Translating is always betraying. 3) Caroline Says II
Lou Reed - Caroline says II (lyrics on clip)

Caroline says, trying to get up off the ground, “what do you think you’re achieving by hitting me, what pleasure do you find in it?”
Caroline says, while trying to cover those marks around her eyes, “try looking inside yourself, stop thinking it’s always me, me, me….”
No, she doesn’t care about dying. Those who know her call her “Alaska.”
And when she arrives high on amphetamines, everyone laughs about it and wonders what’s going on in her head; and they ask her, “what’s going through your mind?”
Caroline tells them, getting back up from the floor, “you can keep hitting me as much as you want, but I don’t love you anymore.”
Caroline thinks to herself, biting her lip, “this can’t be all there is to life, there must be better things, this is just a bad trip.”
But she doesn’t give a damn about dying, which is why those who know her call her “Alaska.”
So, when she’s just sitting there getting high on amphetamines, they laugh and wonder what’s going on in her head. “What’s going through your mind?” they ask her.
And then, she punches the window and shatters the glass.
“It was strange, really a strange feeling….”
It’s cold in Alaska.
It’s really damn cold in Alaska.
God, how cold it is in Alaska.