Fireballs of Freedom - "Out of My Head"

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Wild turkey - Brother
Not as sensational as other bands, but this track and Butterfly are two gems... Glenn Cornick, the bassist of Jethro, is here!
 
GuccinivsGozzano Francesco Guccini - L'Isola Non Trovata
GUIDO GOZZANO
THE MOST BEAUTIFUL

I.
But more beautiful than all is the Island Not-Found:
the one that the King of Spain received from his cousin
the King of Portugal with a sealed signature
and a bull from the Pope in Gothic Latin.
The Infante set sail for the fabulous kingdom,
he saw the fortunate: Iunonia, Gorgo, Hera
and the Sargasso Sea and the Shadowy Sea
seeking that island... But the island was not there.
In vain the tubby galleys with round sails,
the caravels armed their prows in vain:
with the Pope’s blessing, the island hides away,
and Portugal and Spain are still searching for it.

II.
The island exists. Sometimes it appears from afar
between Tenerife and Palma, suffused with mystery:
“...the Island Not-Found!” The good Canarian
from the high Peak of Teyde points it out to the foreigner.
It's marked on the ancient charts of pirates.
...Hifola da - trovarfi? ...Hifola pellegrina?...
It’s the enchanted island gliding over the seas;
sometimes sailors see it close by...
They skim that blessed shore with their prows:
among flowers never seen, tall palms soar,
the divine forest thick and alive smells sweet,
the cardamom weeps, the gums exude...
It announces itself with fragrance, like a courtesan,
the Island Not-Found... But, if the pilot moves forward,
it swiftly fades away like a vain semblance,
tinged with the blue color of distance...
 
Ingrandisci questa immagine

Imagine pretending that this is a listening experience just like the usual ones, only that the photo you see is making sound. “Love me two times,” to be precise.
Taken in 1985 during a concert organized by the “Road Riders” (can you guess the target audience present at the time?), it was sent to me a few days ago by someone I’d never heard of before who had found it— in the form of a trial shot, among several hundred other snapshots of the event— in some forgotten archive of his. Having somehow recognized me from the profile of a well-known social media platform that I won’t name except to say it starts with an “f” and ends with “b,” he thought it would be a good idea to break my heart by sending it to me.
If you want, I can explain why.

Premise: no self-indulgence.
I’m a person completely devoid of vanity, self-esteem, and testosterone, and my only ambition has always been to mind my own business. Preferably in good company; even if it’s just with a couple of equally good bottles.
But I hated being photographed. First of all, because I’m not Dorian Gray, and then because of those things you have in your head when you’re young: Native Americans saying that photography steals your soul, memories that should remain in the heart, that from the moment of the shot, I am no longer that person, and so on.
And so here I am, old and alone, with few sparse photographs and a couple of videos that, by the way, I don’t even possess.

So it’s quite touching to see myself again at not even thirty, with my regularly out-of-context outfit— as is my nature— playing rock and roll!
Even if that’s not me.

Ah: I know the piece was “Love me two times” because of the position of my left hand, executing the famous “trill” G/G# on the E chord in first position.
Guitarists will understand.
 
Fausto Papetti ( 19ª Raccolta ) - 1974

February 1975....a glance at the Italian LP chart. In my opinion, it unjustly doesn’t stand on the podium!!!

Ingrandisci questa immagine
 
Elliott Smith - No Name #3 (from Roman Candle)
 
MR KLEIN 1976 N°1/3 (Alain Delon, Jean Bouise, Michel Aumont, Gérard Jugnot, Michael Lonsdale)

"Mr. Klein"
by Joseph Losey (1976)

with Alain Delon
Jeanne Moreau
Juliet Berto
Massimo Girotti
Michael Lonsdale
and Francine Bergé

#35mm
 
Rainbow Gladiator

Billy Bang
"Rainbow Gladiator" from: Rainbow Gladiator
1981 (Soul Note)

#jazzlegends
 
#myunknowns Mint Royale - Blue Song (Official Video) This music video is also the work of British director Edgar Howard Wright and will serve as the inspiration for his 2017 film "Baby Driver - The Genius of Escape," which I will seek out to stream and watch as soon as possible here in the distant Maghreb...
 
"A Fistful of Fingers" is a 1995 comic/spaghetti western film that is somewhat unknown even in Italy, having premiered in the States only twenty years later. It marks the feature-length directorial debut of British director Edgar Howard Wright. A Fistful of Fingers (1995) Here’s what wikienglish says: A Fistful of Fingers is a 1995 British Western comedy film about a cowboy who follows a wanted man who caused the death of his horse Easy. It was written and directed by Edgar Wright in his feature-length directorial debut.

Plot
In a cold open, two bandits kill a man and begin looting his belongings. No-Name arrives and kills them after a brief conversation.

On the way into Deadwood Town, No-Name comes across a bounty poster for a man named The Squint. He eventually encounters the man in town and chases him into the nearby woods. After a prolonged gunfight, The Squint tricks No-Name's horse Easy into running off a cliff to its death and subsequently escapes. After burying Easy, No-Name returns to town and interrogates the townsfolk until he learns The Squint's whereabouts.

On The Squint's path, No-Name has a strange encounter with a man whose face is covered by a red bandana. Soon after, he encounters a native man named Chin Chakanawa who decides to join No-Name on his quest. They run into trouble when another native man blocks their path. They attempt to get by him by disguising themselves as nuns, but the ploy fails and he begins beating them up. However, two passing hicks believe them to be genuine nuns in danger and kill the other native man. After killing the hicks, No-Name discovers an invitation on one of their bodies to a meet-up of outlaws.

The duo rests up for the night. No-Name teaches Chin how to shoot. Chin reveals his name means 'Running Sore' and No-Name reveals that his name is actually Walter.

The following morning the duo encounters a man named Jimmy James who decides to join them on their quest. The trio soon finds The Squint and a number of other outlaws digging for treasure. No-Name knocks out a guard and disguises himself to approach The Squint, but the disguise fails and No-Name runs off with The Squint and the other outlaws in hot pursuit. Just as the outlaws catch up with him, Chin creates a distraction, leaving only one of the outlaws to guard No-Name. After No-Name fails to get Jimmy's attention, Chin circles back and kills the guard. The duo picks off the rest of the outlaws one-by-one, but Chin says that No-Name must face the final confrontation with The Squint alone.

No-Name approaches The Squint and they stare each other down. No-Name reveals that years ago, The Squint had destroyed No-Name's sandcastle, twisted his arm, given him a noogie, and piled on him with several other boys. After the flashback, the two get into an argument about how Westerns usually end, particularly Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid. A fight ensues. No-Name appears to shoot The Squint to death, but The Squint gets up for one last attack.
 
David Bowie - Changes [Official Lyric Video]
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Le Vibrazioni - Dedicato A Te (Video 1)
RIP Giulia
#Unforgettable
 
The new parish priest was very nervous about his first Mass and could barely speak. So he asked the Archbishop how he could relax, and the Archbishop suggested he put a little Tequila in the communion water. He did just that. He felt so good he could have delivered the sermon in the middle of a storm. However, when he returned to the rectory, he found the following letter from the Archbishop:

"Dear Don Augusto, a few brief notes:

Next time, put some Tequila in the water, not the other way around, and it's not appropriate to put lemon and salt on the rim of the chalice.

The sleeve of your robe should not be used as a napkin.

There are 10 commandments, not 12.

There are 12 disciples, not 10.

The seven deadly sins are not the sins of the inhabitants of Rome.

You should not refer to Judas as 'that son of a bitch,' and his mother and father were not, respectively, a whore and a faggot.

Father, Son, and Holy Spirit are not 'the Old Man, Junior, and the little ghost.'

The restroom where you urinated halfway through the Mass was actually the confessional…
…..and it’s not nice to curse just because the toilet didn’t flush.

The initiative to ask the congregation to clap was commendable, but dancing the Macarena and forming a conga line seems excessive to me.

Holy Water is for blessing, not for refreshing your sweaty neck.

The Hosts should be distributed to the faithful taking communion; they should not be treated like chips as an appetizer accompanied by Vin Santo.

The one on the cross, even though he resembles Che Guevara with his beard, was not him but Our Lord Jesus Christ.

Try to wear underwear, and when it’s hot, avoid cooling off by pulling up your robe.

Sinners when they die go to hell, not 'to get fucked.'

Mass should last about an hour and not two 45-minute halves, and the one dressed in black is the Sacristan, not 'that bastard referee.'

The one sitting next to you was me, your Archbishop, not '...some queen in a red skirt.'

The correct final formula is 'the Mass is ended; go in peace,' and not 'What a headache, get the hell out of here.'

Other than that, it seems everything went well."

The Archbishop
 
Ingrandisci questa immagine
Supplementary expense.
#holeypocket
 
Björk - Hidden Place

Before overdoing it