My Trackball Fell Out On My Blackberry

Today, in 8 cities around the world Live Earth takes place.
E 'for a gig that will make history, or so they say.
The main struggle, like that of two years ago - Live 8 - is obviously not the one expressed by the official programs, but the even more grueling opinions against the cynical, hateful and ignorant of millions of people. Above is a fight ignorance of those who believe that all works to raise awareness are useless. It 'a struggle against those who believe that children of now amounts to something of the views of experts and politicians. It 'a struggle of those who believe that music can still more than before, do something to shake up a mentality.
There is hypocrisy in people like Madonna, it's true, there is hypocrisy in the fact that that damn Microsoft requires you to force Explorer to see the concert, but for better or worse if they speak, and I think this is an accomplishment.
This is not about money, not about children or war, it's all of us. And it's a serious thing, in every corner, in every remote corner of this beautiful planet, we're all in this.
even if we learn to listen to what they want to convey certain events, if we to understand that the real disease is "chicken out", then we can start to enjoy a little more of our intelligence and world beat.
Take a break every now and then ...

Very Attractive Boobs

notiziuole 2 ...

In these days of absence from the blog have happened to two little things:

1. have reformed Verve
2. I heard the new single Pumpkins

small note: next year, perhaps, Led Zeppelin back on tour.
And Italy, which last year won the World Cup for me is just a short article on the last page.

GO UNCLE BILLY! :

I dont want to fight, every single night
Everything I want is in your lies
You and me go back, to places I don't know to care
The spoils of all I got were left as scraps
Don't let me say this, but you're no worse than me, too crazy

The unreal, real never was, just because
The ugly, feel we've had enough
The unbelief, someone gave us up

I wanna be there when you're happy
I wanna love you when you're sad
Can't stand the morning rain
Get out I'll take your place then
Can't stand the blazing sun
Close your eyes you'll see, the angel dies

I don't wanna be, anything believes
A million watts of sound can't compare
Come along you'll see the world

home
Oh is the White House all they want?
I'll sing for...

The unreal, real never was, just because
The ugly, every living soul
The oh so real, someone gave us up

Don't break the oath
I wanna love you when you're happy
Don't break the soul
I wanna be there when you're sad
Withstand the pouring rain

The unreal, as real as any loss, too easy now
The unreal in every living soul
Dumb day now

Can't stand the blazing sun
Can't stand the morning rain
Ah get out I'll take your place ... again
I don't wanna be alone
I don't wanna be alone
I dont wanna be alone - no

If Its the White House to They Want,
Black house they'll get

Rooseville Field Mall

my 25 years ...

So I'm 25 years old, who arrived in a hurry, hurry, without me noticing . Brought with it a bit scared, a little too much trouble and hope for tomorrow, for my senior year, for a new home, and a summer for the hot (and lucky) does not has yet to take off fully.
's funny, but like 5 years ago are still here to revise Svevo for a course of Italian literature is beautiful and interesting and I have had as few as five years ago I have to take up the books in the summer for another examination of Italian (the usual 2002, but the professional edition!) and a sociology (always updated). Which is a bit disheartening, but at the same time "avvantaggiante", now that the study technique I've assimilated quite well and I know enough about the prof can not say too much afraid of them.
birthday this summer brought me a lot of money, I do not know if because my close relatives are starting to trust me as careful saver or because senility is doing its job, the fact is that I find myself with a nice nest egg that I would not dissipate quickly, and I intend to use when I'm older ... if you never will!
E 'of a syndrome that I did not want to grow and, yes, I'm conclamatamente affection (conclamatamente!!), The problem is that I can still move me to a movie like Almost Famous, where the final notes of Tangerine me almost always weep, where Kate Hudson dancing on The Wind Cat Stevens to me is the most romantic image of where all the band that sings in the choir Tiny Dancer by Elton John on the bus is the sequence that best explains what it means to have and live in a band ... 35 years ago.
On my birthday then I also heard a lot of old CDs that I bought "a young man," as a good follower of Hornby and I started to remember the steps by various purchases, various fads that in these years I have had. Some moves have been clear, from the Small Faces to the Kinks, from Skip James to Robert Johnson ... but as they passed by the Zeppelin Zero7 ...???
I would spend another 25 years listening to music, even more than it has done so far. Why "just to start the music is everything," Russell Hammond was right, and then there are so many songs that have yet to make me shiver, so many concerts that I will definitely see that I hope to be young forever, or at least so in love with a note for me to feel alive ..