la copertina è bella

La faccia del bocia di sinistra, Tudo que você podia ser, Coração americano e la città immaginaria di San Vincente, Fernando Brant

it gives the pleasure of a triggered thought

A monument to creativity! Charles Manson

That song in particular was straight from my soul, and it felt very strange hearing the highly identifiable voice of Johnny Cash singing it. It was a good version, and I certainly wasn't cringing or anything, but it felt like I was watching my girlfriend fuck somebody else. Or something like that. Anyway, a few weeks later, a videotape shows up with Mark Romanek's video on it. It's morning; I'm in the studio in New Orleans working on Zack De La Rocha's record with him; I pop the video in, and... wow. Tears welling, silence, goose-bumps... Wow. I just lost my girlfriend, because that song isn't mine any more.

Don't everybody like the smell of gasoline?

non male, ma spesso il male di vivere ho incontrato.. non l'avevo mai sentito, ascolterò di nuovo Frank Zappa

non mi molceva il core, a parte CSI

If man is 5, then the devil is 6, and if the devil is 6, then God is 7

Nice! Arthur Morgan ... lives in a London suburb in a house called Shangri-La, with a garden and a car and a wife called Rose and a son called Derek who's married to Liz, and they have these two very nice kids, Terry and Marilyn. Derek and Liz and Terry and Marilyn are emigrating to Australia. Arthur did have another son, called Eddie. He was named after Arthur's brother, who was killed in the battle of the Somme. Arthur's Eddie was killed, too—in Korea.

non si può persuadere il peso

If she floats than she is not. A witch like we had thought. Most babies smell like butter. He was born a scentless apprentice. Forever in debt to your priceless advice. Rape me my friend. I'm not the only one. It's so relieving to know that you're leaving. I think I'm dumb. Or maybe just happy. If you ever need anything please don't hesitate to ask someone else first. I am my own parasite. Sit and drink Pennyroyal tea. I'm anemic royalty. What is wrong with me? Heyyyyyyy! Heyyyyy!Heyyyyy! What else should I say. Everyone is gay.

infinite jam

sbatti smith

The word "iconic" is an adjective that describes something widely recognized and highly representative, often serving as a symbol or embodiment of a particular concept, style, or era. It goes beyond mere fame or notability, carrying a sense of cultural or historical significance that makes it immediately identifiable and memorable.

riesco a pensare solo a figatta de blanc, lo siento

'I’ve done so many albums, I love the music. It’s an emanation of yourself in some way, but I don’t have an extreme attachment to it. I find that really tiresome when people worry so much about how they look or what represents them. I’m not too bothered to find something that absolutely represents me, it doesn’t matter.’

I will sit right down. Waiting for the gift of sound and vision.