The worst was yet to come (I thought) but it finally came...
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Wednesday, May 31, 2006
Tuesday, May 30, 2006
Main events of the day: an essay by a very leftish Italian priest of the fifties, another lesson over the German irregular verbs (schreiben, schrieb, geschrieben...zum Beispiel), work, a kind of date missed - the second in two days (fortunately the person is not the same)! - Americanos and Vodka sours the whole evening and night as helps to get some rest with the eyes closed later on...
From 1 to 5 I would rate this day with a full 2!
Since yesterday it would have been a 1, I cannot complain...no?
From 1 to 5 I would rate this day with a full 2!
Since yesterday it would have been a 1, I cannot complain...no?
Monday, May 29, 2006
Sunday, May 28, 2006
Saturday, May 27, 2006
Already crowded...
Tourists are somehow invading the city...and the World Championship is yet to come...I went to Mitte - the center today and I could hardly get inside the subway...
I saw a photo exhibition done by a friend, together with other six photographers...Sichbewegung was its name...it could probably be translated as "Exploration"...whatever...
I turned to be less interesting than I expected...and the general mood of the photos was really sad and nichilistic somehow...my friend did a work on her own relationship with her boyfriend...he lives in Italy, she lives in Berlin...it knocked me down somehow...but I found it too personal, probably...fortunately for them he is here now and plans to move in Berlin too...
A temporary happy end is taking place...lucky them.
I go to work...have you all a nice sunday, guys, you too.
I saw a photo exhibition done by a friend, together with other six photographers...Sichbewegung was its name...it could probably be translated as "Exploration"...whatever...
I turned to be less interesting than I expected...and the general mood of the photos was really sad and nichilistic somehow...my friend did a work on her own relationship with her boyfriend...he lives in Italy, she lives in Berlin...it knocked me down somehow...but I found it too personal, probably...fortunately for them he is here now and plans to move in Berlin too...
A temporary happy end is taking place...lucky them.
I go to work...have you all a nice sunday, guys, you too.
Friday, May 26, 2006
B.R.M.Club : The Line
This song is amazing and the lyrics, man, the lyrics are so perfect with the music...so fitting...it´s a masterpiece...I played it tonight at work...last time I did it, a woman told me: "Cool music!" because of this song...probably she did not pay attention to the lyrics...but the lyrics and the music fit so well together, damned!
Get it! And enjoy the whole album, please...I heard it the first time last November and I do believe it is a masterpiece of this decade!
The Line
I am the line
I hold you near
There is no burden left to bear
I can't see clear
You're in suspension
You know no love
There is no story left to tell
You have no wisdom to pass on
I am the soul of absolution
No man can hide his own illusion
My hands are crippled from the pain
You are the splinter in my vain
You put your head between your hands
and understand nothing it adds
I feel the answers keep you scared
I've put the harm inside myself.
I am the line
I hold you near
There is no burden left to bear
I can't see clear
I am perfected
I know no void
I have no conscience to keep clear
I understand there's nothing more
You try to kid yourself with questions
Pleading inside for some correction
I found you tied unto the cross
Your judgement owns your every thought
You know my words all mean the same
You're begging to isolate
into this prison in your mind
Well, you were born without a spine
When did you stop caring?
When did you stop caring?
Get it! And enjoy the whole album, please...I heard it the first time last November and I do believe it is a masterpiece of this decade!
The Line
I am the line
I hold you near
There is no burden left to bear
I can't see clear
You're in suspension
You know no love
There is no story left to tell
You have no wisdom to pass on
I am the soul of absolution
No man can hide his own illusion
My hands are crippled from the pain
You are the splinter in my vain
You put your head between your hands
and understand nothing it adds
I feel the answers keep you scared
I've put the harm inside myself.
I am the line
I hold you near
There is no burden left to bear
I can't see clear
I am perfected
I know no void
I have no conscience to keep clear
I understand there's nothing more
You try to kid yourself with questions
Pleading inside for some correction
I found you tied unto the cross
Your judgement owns your every thought
You know my words all mean the same
You're begging to isolate
into this prison in your mind
Well, you were born without a spine
When did you stop caring?
When did you stop caring?
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
Monday, May 22, 2006
New chart
Morrissey: Ringleader Of The Tormentors (Recorded in Rome!);
The Greenhornes: Dual Mono;
T. Monk: Monk plays Duke Ellington;
Turin Brakes: The Optimist (I am not that much right now);
J. J. Cale: 5.
The Greenhornes: Dual Mono;
T. Monk: Monk plays Duke Ellington;
Turin Brakes: The Optimist (I am not that much right now);
J. J. Cale: 5.
Saturday, May 20, 2006
Zwei Monate....schon!
It is already two months I am living in Berlin...they run so fast..everything passed by so fast...new house, new jobs, new language, new people, and fortunately this is not gonna finish soon: the very turning point of my stay is gonna start in June, with this European Voluntary Service...
I cannot imagine myself living somewhere else now...at least this is sure!
Just an example: today Ill probably go first to visit one exhibition of photography, then a vernissage+party in a gallery and then Ill go to a club with some other students of my language school...Berlin is obvoiusly not the only city where you can do that, but I like the way you can do it in here...
I am going back to Venice though, to see if this is totally true: Ill be there just for few days, so if anybody is interested in the World Cup/Berlin/Visiting me, please, try to avoid the days between the 10th and the 13th of June...Ill be back in my smelly lagoon with my family and my friends...
Take care you all, you too...
I cannot imagine myself living somewhere else now...at least this is sure!
Just an example: today Ill probably go first to visit one exhibition of photography, then a vernissage+party in a gallery and then Ill go to a club with some other students of my language school...Berlin is obvoiusly not the only city where you can do that, but I like the way you can do it in here...
I am going back to Venice though, to see if this is totally true: Ill be there just for few days, so if anybody is interested in the World Cup/Berlin/Visiting me, please, try to avoid the days between the 10th and the 13th of June...Ill be back in my smelly lagoon with my family and my friends...
Take care you all, you too...
Thursday, May 18, 2006
Zitty (www.zitty.de) sagte:
Sie haben mehr Sex. Mehr Spass. Singles haben das bessere Leben.Und sind schuld an allem. Schluss mit den Vorurteilen!
Hm... Hat Zitty Recht?
Hm... Hat Zitty Recht?
Saturday, May 06, 2006
Atonement
This is the title of the most wonderful book I read in the last year...it would easily be in the top five of all times if I ever did it...but I am probably too focused on some other matters to be very clear about that...I could make the chart of the biggest disappointments ever had though, but that would imply names and situations....and the net, though ridicolously wide and open, would be too narrow even for my need to speak clear anyway...I already feel emprisoned so even these 6 billions web pages - maybe more? - sound not safe to me yet...
Why this word then? Atonement...
It sounds very meaningful to me, first of all: there is connection with duties or mistakes/mis-evaluations you have done and that still have to be overtaken: it is somehow connected with the idea of self emprovement and development of yourself...
I think I have to cope with such a condition for the next future...in economical terms, if I was a common and cold bank officer, the situation could be defined as a market failure...you offer too much of something and you don´t realize there is no fucking demand of it...the market breaks up...no market...kaput...
The demand over here, apparently, is actually limited to one stand nights and promises that will be never fullfilled...I tried it and I could have often if I wanted...but this time at least I choose: I put myself in a market failure...cannot fullfill any demand...sorry...á l´allemande...
Being blindly sure that time (going by) is the thing, turned to be both the reason and the possible solution of my actual condition...it´s confusing, no? From now on either I change the premises of my way of interacting with people or I follow a dangerous and steep way to instant flashes of salvation of I choos a black and white evaluating system...
There are usually much more difficulties to be understood than we think, no? And the subtle and apparently peripherical aspects of a situation turn to be the focus of the whole in the end...this struggle between hopes and reality, between the main thing and the other bullshits all around it, is nowadays wildly shouting inside of me: you feel stupid because you missed some inputs and, at the same time, you over-evaluated some others; briefly: a mistake after the other...no way to find something deep or sure enough to keep all the pieces together...so far...
But I´d give the half of myself to be sure that there is no lies sold at the market of personal interactions...I guess it is stil possible...
I believed time was the solution because I thought I was the problem: not accountable or convincing enough...in the end time just made the whole more hurting and meaningless...and tremendously silent...silence, Still, silenzio...all the time...damned...in the end I am a problem just for myself: this is my Atonement.
Why this word then? Atonement...
It sounds very meaningful to me, first of all: there is connection with duties or mistakes/mis-evaluations you have done and that still have to be overtaken: it is somehow connected with the idea of self emprovement and development of yourself...
I think I have to cope with such a condition for the next future...in economical terms, if I was a common and cold bank officer, the situation could be defined as a market failure...you offer too much of something and you don´t realize there is no fucking demand of it...the market breaks up...no market...kaput...
The demand over here, apparently, is actually limited to one stand nights and promises that will be never fullfilled...I tried it and I could have often if I wanted...but this time at least I choose: I put myself in a market failure...cannot fullfill any demand...sorry...á l´allemande...
Being blindly sure that time (going by) is the thing, turned to be both the reason and the possible solution of my actual condition...it´s confusing, no? From now on either I change the premises of my way of interacting with people or I follow a dangerous and steep way to instant flashes of salvation of I choos a black and white evaluating system...
There are usually much more difficulties to be understood than we think, no? And the subtle and apparently peripherical aspects of a situation turn to be the focus of the whole in the end...this struggle between hopes and reality, between the main thing and the other bullshits all around it, is nowadays wildly shouting inside of me: you feel stupid because you missed some inputs and, at the same time, you over-evaluated some others; briefly: a mistake after the other...no way to find something deep or sure enough to keep all the pieces together...so far...
But I´d give the half of myself to be sure that there is no lies sold at the market of personal interactions...I guess it is stil possible...
I believed time was the solution because I thought I was the problem: not accountable or convincing enough...in the end time just made the whole more hurting and meaningless...and tremendously silent...silence, Still, silenzio...all the time...damned...in the end I am a problem just for myself: this is my Atonement.
Wednesday, May 03, 2006
Top five for the beginning of May
Anthony and the Johnsons: I am a Bird Now;
Beck: Meditations;
Bonnie Prince Billy: I see a Darkness;
Johnny Cash: American IV: The Man Comes Around ;
Cat Power: The Greatest.
Beck: Meditations;
Bonnie Prince Billy: I see a Darkness;
Johnny Cash: American IV: The Man Comes Around ;
Cat Power: The Greatest.
Tuesday, May 02, 2006
May the First
We went back home at seven thirty on monday morning...I had been working on sunday till two...after that I joined my friends in another place because our friend was actually playing his lps...it was fun!
The problems obvoiusly rose when I had to wake up the day after, Monday, May the first...we had a meeting at three in the afternoon and even if I could not sleep that long , I had no feel to move from my house for the next 2000 hours...
But then I went out and I had my first experience in a German Theather. The play was about love, rules and something else...a sort of musical though, really well done. The costumes and the lights fit sooo well to the whole that I think I could enjoy it more than my German knowledge would have let me.
A girl told me that this theather we went to was Brecht´s own theather after the end of the 2 WW. Nice no? Then we played Fußball for a while...we actually beat the ass of the people from the other restaurant! 5-0!
The best had yet to come though...around seven we took a boat and we drank beer on the Spree, enjoyed all the new buildings from Mitte to the new main train station, lighted by a faint spring sun...such a thing is touristic for sure but, whatever, it gives you the feeling that this city bith has changed and still changes: it is such an intense feeling...
The party kept on in a restaurant where I had oysters for the fist time in my life: I loved them...taste so good in a very specific way...
OranienStrasse, a famous street in the heart of Kreuzberg, was our final destination: there were more cops than people, everybody was kind of waiting the police to react and the atmosphere was unpleasant...I cannot understand why but anyway it seems like people love to destroy the places where they live, on May the first...very clever!
The problems obvoiusly rose when I had to wake up the day after, Monday, May the first...we had a meeting at three in the afternoon and even if I could not sleep that long , I had no feel to move from my house for the next 2000 hours...
But then I went out and I had my first experience in a German Theather. The play was about love, rules and something else...a sort of musical though, really well done. The costumes and the lights fit sooo well to the whole that I think I could enjoy it more than my German knowledge would have let me.
A girl told me that this theather we went to was Brecht´s own theather after the end of the 2 WW. Nice no? Then we played Fußball for a while...we actually beat the ass of the people from the other restaurant! 5-0!
The best had yet to come though...around seven we took a boat and we drank beer on the Spree, enjoyed all the new buildings from Mitte to the new main train station, lighted by a faint spring sun...such a thing is touristic for sure but, whatever, it gives you the feeling that this city bith has changed and still changes: it is such an intense feeling...
The party kept on in a restaurant where I had oysters for the fist time in my life: I loved them...taste so good in a very specific way...
OranienStrasse, a famous street in the heart of Kreuzberg, was our final destination: there were more cops than people, everybody was kind of waiting the police to react and the atmosphere was unpleasant...I cannot understand why but anyway it seems like people love to destroy the places where they live, on May the first...very clever!
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