McDonald and Giles - Birdman The original genius of these two had already been detected in the first of the Crimson
 
 
One sleepless night many years ago, I stumbled upon, by chance, while turning on the TV to Rai, one of the absolute masterpieces of cinema not just in Italy... needless to say, it became my favorite movie of all time, and it still is. Lucio Dalla & Teo Usuelli - La Luce Accesa
 
 
Ingrandisci questa immagine opa
 
 
link rotto Sorry everyone for the absence... I'm back with this, which I certainly can't refrain from bringing! :)
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Roni Size / Reprazent - Brown Paper Bag Last night a DJ saved my life
 
 
The 1969 album by Marva Whitney: "It's My Thing". A good beat...
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Mogwai - Like herod (High Quality) A little fear on the night island
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
Premiata Forneria Marconi - La Luna Nuova New moon sky of March, dreams of fortune
 
 
 
 
Ingrandisci questa immagine
- Dearest 'CercaisolaDeB', here is the deep sea, only the sun's reflections crossing through the water... what is above you can add (there's even the island imagined by @[Bubi]). Deep dreams to everyone!
 
 
Ingrandisci questa immagine
- Dear 'CercaIsolaDeB', I would like to propose some images to include in the 'island logo.' Each image is classified with a brief story to understand its meaning. If you like it, give it a thumbs up or a thumbs down. In the end, we can choose one, or we can keep it for a while and then change it! After all, the group is dynamic, dreamlike, imaginative, debasariano, a little crazy, music-loving (can we say that?), poetically poetic... it's up to you -.
 
 
Return to Forever - Duel of the Jester & the Tyrant (Romantic Warrior) Staring at grains of sand and branches of trees like molecules
 
 
Return to Forever - Duel of the Jester & the Tyrant (Romantic Warrior) Staring at grains of sand and branches of trees like molecules
 
 
The Orb - Perpetual Dawn Memories of past summers
 
 
The Blue Nile - Heatwave Exquisite golden pop
 
 
I know that ska isn't for everyone, but this track is special and for a deserted island, it's perfect for me. I'm putting it close to a nice all-night this weekend. Not for nothing, I've even written a review about it. Azie Lawrence, Pempelem
 
 
 
 
Klaus und Ferdl - Bubi, Bubi, noch einmal

bubi bubi prepare the beer because I'm going to get the horse.
 
 
 
 
Iron Butterfly Theme Iron Butterfly Better than "In a gadda"
 
 
 
 
recently listened to Popol Vuh - Kyrie
 
 
 
 
Brian Eno - Here Come the Warm Jets
I would say it fits...
 
 
 
 
The Who - Tattoo Someone used to say "grab the guitar and go"
 
 
Umberto Galimberti on: prohibitions, selfishness, and more Freud e l'inconscio
 
 
 
 
One more thing by Pessoa that I arranged a bit.
In my ignoble and deep soul, I record, day by day, the impressions that make up the external substance of my self-awareness, I translate them into wandering words that desert me the moment I write them down and that wander, independent of me, through slopes and meadows of images, through avenues of concepts, through paths of confusion. And this serves me nothing because nothing serves any purpose. But I free myself from worry by writing, like one who breathes easier even if the illness has not passed. Like a cat in the sun, and I sometimes reread them with a vague late astonishment, as if I were remembering something I had always forgotten.
 
 
Muskrat Love - America Quality pop folk
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
This is a fairy tale that they say is more or less how I portray it in a film. I believe it's "Pan's Labyrinth."
A long time ago, in the underground kingdom where lies and pain have no meaning, there lived a princess who dreamed of the human world, dreamed of the blue sky, the gentle breeze, and the brightness of the sun. One day, deceiving her guardians, she escaped. But just outside, the rays of the sun blinded her, thus erasing her memory. The princess forgot who she was and where she came from; her body forgot the cold, the illness, the pain, and in no time, she died. But the king was certain that the princess would return, perhaps in another body, in another place, at another time. He was determined to wait for her until his last breath, until the world stopped turning.
 
 
But what an ugly day it has been today on these pages, but let's start again from here and talk about something else because it wasn't so useless if we want to see it as a turning point...

un giorno dopo l'altro

"One Day After Another"

One day after another
time goes by
the streets always the same,
the same houses.
One day after another
and everything is as it was
one step after another,
the same life.
And the eyes around seek
that future they had dreamed of
but dreams are still dreams
and the future is now almost past.
One day after another
life slips away
tomorrow will be a day just like yesterday.
The ship has already left the port
and from the shore, it looks like a distant point
someone again this evening
returns home disappointed slowly.
One day after another
life slips away
and hope is now a habit.