ViaggiDellaMente
Chi sono
Nome: Guido
Partito da Napoli circa dieci anni fa e non ancora arrivato. Sono curioso, mi piace conoscere quello che è intorno a me. Mi piace la musica, interminabile colonna sonora della mia vita, mi piace leggere, per andare lontano con la mente, mi piace scrivere, per poter dire di esserci stato. Ho 33 anni e voglio ancora imparare.
Bottoni
Buon Natale, feed the world...
There's no need to be afraid
At Christmastime, we let in light and we banish shade
And in our world of plenty we can spread a smile of joy
Throw your arms around the world at Christmastime
But say a prayer
Pray for the other ones
At Christmastime it's hard, but when you're having fun
There's a world outside your window
And it's a world of dread and fear
Where the only water flowing is the bitter sting of tears
And the Christmas bells that ring there are the clanging
chimes of doom
Well tonight thank God it's them instead of you
And there won't be snow in Africa this Christmastime
The greatest gift they'll get this year is life
(Oooh) Where nothing ever grows
No rain nor rivers flow
Do they know it's Christmastime at all?
(Here's to you) raise a glass for everyone
(Here's to them) underneath that burning sun
Do they know it's Christmastime at all?
Feed the world
Feed the world
Feed the world
Let them know it's Christmastime again
Feed the world
Let them know it's Christmastime again
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8jEnTSQStGE
Bisogna studiare Baudelaire!
Ed è più moderno di te
Avremo divani fondi come tombe
Stando a quanto dice Baudelaire
Cristo muore in croce per me
Pietro brucia in croce per te
Santa è la bellezza
Tanta è la paura
Fai come faceva Baudelaire
Pasolini è morto per te
Morto a bastonate per te
Nello stesso istante
In qualche altra spiaggia
Si è fatto l’amore
Uniti contro il mondo
E’ necessario credere
Bisogna scrivere
Verso l’ignoto tendere
Ricordati Baudelaire
Caravaggio è morto per te
Luigi Tenco è morto per te
Nei fiori dei campi
Vive Piero Ciampi
Bisogna studiare Baudelaire
Saffo s’è ammazzata per noi
Socrate suicida per noi
Vivere per sempre
Ci vuole coraggio
Datti al giardinaggio dei fiori del male
E’ necessario vivere
Bisogna scrivere
All’infinito tendere
Ricordati Baudelaire. Baudelaire. Yeah.
Just breath!
As we sit alone, I know someday we must go, aw huh,..
I’m a lucky man to count on both hands
The ones I love,..
Some folks just have one,
Others they got none, aw huh,..
Stay with me,..
Let’s just breathe.
Practiced are my sins,
Never gonna let me win, aw huh,..
Under everything, just another human being, aw huh,..
Yeh, I don’t wanna hurt, there’s so much in this world
To make me bleed.
Stay with me,..
You’re all I see.
Did I say that I need you?
Did I say that I want you?
Oh, if I didn’t now I’m a fool you see,..
No one knows this more than me.
As I come clean.
I wonder everyday
as I look upon your face, aw huh,..
Everything you gave
And nothing you would take, aw huh,..
Nothing you would take,..
Everything you gave.
Did I say that I need you?
Oh, Did I say that I want you?
Oh, if I didn’t now I’m a fool you see,..
No one know this more than me.
As I come clean.
Nothing you would take,..
everything you gave.
Hold me till I die,..
Meet you on the other side
JAZZ!!
Improvvisazione, dita, istinto, sorpresa, emozione, passione, sudore, bocca, fatica, resistenza, delicatezza, sorrisi, creatività, genio, introspezione, curiosità, stupore, fiato, prova, lacrime, silenzio, mani, soffio, perseveranza, incredulità, coraggio, conoscenza, viaggio, concentrazione, respiro, tempo, sospensione, sguardi...
That's all jazz, folks!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_4aiD6J_Drc&feature=related
Il Cielo di Bagdad.
Quella musica che ti prende l'anima, quella musica che ti culla la mente.
Quella musica che non ha bisogno di parole, che si accontenta di essere sottofondo, che poi è dove si appoggiano i pensieri.
Quella musica, eterea come la neve, che pensi arrivi da paesi lontani, lacerati dal ghiaccio, ansiosi di calore, quella musica che vive della tua stessa realtà, qualche sospiro più in là.
Quella musica che non conosce confini e che vorresti ascoltare per ore, ancora e ancora. Ingordo. Affamato. Insonne.
Il cielo di Bagdad, signori è qui, e sotto ci siamo noi, qui ed altrove, ora e lontano.
Pura magia.
E (meglio di lunedi)
Accorgersi
Nel caos dell’ipermercato
O in un beato megastore
Della bugia che sta alla base del mondo
In un secondo
Coglierlo
Spogliato e crudo
Il Nulla
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fFUjP_pq9RE
Two hearts.
I went out walking the other day
Seen a little girl crying along the way
She'd been hurt so bad said she'd never love again
Someday your crying girl will end
And you'll find once again
CHORUS
Two hearts are better than one
Two hearts girl get the job done
Two hearts are better than one
Once I spent my time playing tough guy scenes
But I was living in a world of childish dreams
Someday these childish dreams must end
To become a man and grow up to dream again
Now I believe in the end
CHORUS
Sometimes it might seem like it was planned
For you to roam empty hearted through this land
Though the world turns you hard and cold
There's one thing mister, that I know
That's if you think your heart is stone
And that you're rough enough to whip this world alone
Alone buddy there ain't no peace of mind
That's why I'll keep searching till I find my special one
CHORUS
Like a Rolling Stone
Once upon a time you dressed so fine
Threw the bums a dime in your prime,
Didn't you?
Yeah, people'd call, say "Beware doll, you're
bound to fall"
You thought they were just kiddin' you
You used to laugh about
Everybody that was hangin' out
And now you don't walk so proud
Now you don't talk so loud
About having to be scrounging
Your next meal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
A complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?
You went to the finest schools all right,
Miss Lonely
But you know you only used to get -
Juiced in it
Nobody taught you how to
Live out on the street
But now you are gonna have to get -
Used to it
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp, but now you realize
That he's not selling any alibis
As you stare into the vacuum of his eyes
And say: "Do you want to make a deal?"
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
A complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?
Yeah, the princess on the steeple
All the pretty people
Drinkin', thinkin' that they
Got it made
Exchanging all kinds of precious gifts
But you'd better take that diamond ring,
You'd better pawn it babe
You used to be so amused
At Napoleon in rags and the language that he used
Now go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse
When you got nothing, you got nothing to lose
You're invisible now, you got no secrets to conceal
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
A complete unknown
Just like a rolling stone?
