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Rating: THE TIROMANCINO WITCH PROJECT
Tired of the usual studio, First and I decided to spend a somewhat unconventional holiday, so we set off on a cold winter day for a campsite just a few kilometers from Gran Sasso. In the Abruzzese woods we expected to find nature, peace, and tranquility...... what fools...... it wasn't so...... on the contrary, we found ourselves spending a holiday that seemed like a real prank by someone watching us from the clouds...... and as usual, playing the kid with the magnifying glass and the little ant......
Settled at the campsite, we started to set up the tent, shaken by the cold but still warmed in our hearts by the songs of the good Massimino Di Cataldo. The surprise came when we realized that in that damned campsite it was just us...... they had said reasonable prices...... but there wasn't a damn soul...... easy to understand the drama for two sexy teenagers of our caliber......
Inside the tent with our trusty players, each of us let ourselves go into conversations helped and fortified by a few sips of brandy, the evening was starting to go in the right direction, until I noticed that in my trusty friend First's bag there wasn't a "capoccella" a strange cover depicting Diabolik...... I wondered who it was, so, without thinking, I threw myself on the CD and with extreme fear, I understood that I had in my hands the single that could ruin the evening...... for a good hour I thought about it, but in the end, I decided IT WOULD BE ELECTRIFYING an evening to remember ...... so I put the CD in the player and allowed, as in every respectable horror movie, the song to start on its own......
The mistake was fatal...... my FRIEND FIRST turned sharply towards me, despite being lost for hours in the thought of his beloved ...... noticed my crazy gesture, saw the cover open without the CD, and asked me if I had already pressed the play button...... but it was too late...... Federico Zampaglione had started singing his heart-breaking melodies...... he immediately noticed that the situation was serious and I was drowning in my vomit, he immediately removed the headphones from me and plunged my head into the cool stream flowing near our tent...... it took hours for me to recover, but in the end, thanks to our CDs, we managed to fall asleep...... but all night long the wicked voice of the long-haired singer resonated...... it felt like a scene from the movie "The Blair Witch Project", with howling, moaning, screams, and predictable tunes lasting all night long, we felt like dogs in a cage...... tied and trapped by the rain...... we couldn't get out...... we immediately thought of removing the CD from the player so that it could no longer harm us, but the situation didn't resolve because the player had jammed...... so the song ended and started again over and over, 3 hours of Tiromancino...... better to spend the night between Maurizio Costanzo and Maria De Filippi...... an incredible thing as you can understand...... but it didn't end there...... suddenly a strange shadow appeared beyond the apse of the tent...... he suddenly appeared to us Zampagliene ...... the fright struck me so much that I was paralyzed...... a tear fell without me even noticing...... it was him!!!! the Tiromancino singer knocking at us...... initially, I didn't want to open to him but when the word "help" came out of his mouth I couldn’t stop myself from staring while he suffered.. so I opened the tent and he appeared to me.. with hair so wet it looked like he had a fox on his head... he was out of drinks and having seen us with bottles in hand in the afternoon he was wondering if he and his friend (lyrics maker) Califano could join our company...... so we agreed without any pleasure......
We spent the rest of the evening listening to them create improbable lyrics coupled with even worse melodies...... it was the worst night of our lives...... since then that forest was never visited by a human being again, everyone knew that there roamed the zombie of Italian music with the teased hair...... for me and First it was difficult to recover...... but we made it......
A year later some researchers found that CD...... their fate is unknown...... for a long time now......
(based on a true story)
ded to: I self-dedicate this to myself... to First & sexyajax creators of ideas
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