a J.S.
The Clash, Hate & War
Ramones, Psyco Therapy
The Clash, One more time
Gravedigger V, The mirror cracked
Iggy Pop, Five foot one
Crass, Bloody revolutions
a J.S.
The Clash, Hate & War
Ramones, Psyco Therapy
The Clash, One more time
Gravedigger V, The mirror cracked
Iggy Pop, Five foot one
Crass, Bloody revolutions
smoothing inside
my innerspace
is colourfull and silent
half a glass I dip in
a tray holds up spiritual splits
an essential warehouse and slide
all the cherubim and evil
morning dew morning dew
if the trip is over
intensive and romantic
a sentimental journey
please come in
Lay down lay down
silent roses and precious cheeks
greetings in early sun ray
wisdom of several may
there are mountains of worries
mountains of desires
balancing each others,
would you remember
the gate
the fade
the down beats
shocking for us
Sonic Youth, Sacred trickster
Mazzy Star, Short highway
Anna Calvi, No more words
PJ Harvey, The last living rose
Ani di Franco, O my my
Yeah yeah yeahs, Man
Janis joplin, Half moon
PHILOSOPHY OF LOVE
The sources are mixed with the river
rivers with the Ocean
the winds of Heaven always
cakes in motion unite
nothing in the world is single
and everything to divine law
a force meets and merges.
Why not I with you?
See the mountains kiss high
of Heaven, and that the waves one by one
embrace. No sister-flower
would live more backward toward his brother-flower.
And the glow of the sun covers the earth
and the moonbeams kiss the sea.
What all this work tender
if you do not want to kiss me?
Julie Driscoll, A new awakening
Bob Dylan, It’s alright,ma(I’m only bleeding)
Devendra Banhart, Lazy butterfly
The Beatles, happiness is a warm gun
The Beatles, Magical mistery tour
Rolling Stones, Jigsaw puzzle
the (international) noise conspirancy, The black mask
Pearl Jam, Save you
Mad season, Wake up
all these things can be
they scream and push
in the rising euphoria
all these things can be
each smell each taste
we had so deeply
a watercolour purpose
and hands in their own place
softly touching istant glances
you all madrigals, hurry up hurry up!
all these things can be
more beauty
more creep
afro jazz e risalite lente mattutine
passo a passo le vaghe colazioni
la vita degli spaventapasseri nella piega dei quotidiani
fra caffé e notiziari
ci sono residui e prestiti
ci sono finestre che si aprono e poi si chiudono
con gli ultimi valzer mi guardo indietro
costa ancora tanto
non rimanere sotto gli archivi che sono
memorie individuali
cani e bambini hanno simpatie per me
intanto sto facendo sto facendo sto facendo tutto
il possibile da fare
non tralascio che mai
e tutti i demoni notturni e diurni
feriali o festivi che siano
non mollano non mollano