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Archive for December 2009

Roll the dice
in a strange
balance
a year
near the end.
Pass the line of no return:
two sides equal,
As the months passed,
decree defeat
good intentions
expressed but never at the bottom
desired.
M'alzo the table
relieved of a burden
I soon come back
to stroke
advertiser dawn
of a new
decade.

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Back
as ectoplasm
or young and old
memories.
Retracing footsteps
seek out and
looking
for walkin '
from what 'they think
be them.
There 's who seek,
those who believe in them,
and who 'swear
he saw a light,
or a firefly.
And I?
I immodestly,
I do not think
ghosts.

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Faces against
multiple walls,
to avoid meeting the eyes:
ignored the signals,
unnecessary messages.
Pride and prejudice,
incomprehensible incomprehension,
lack of desire
of that needed clarification,
while a wall of ice
separates souls
until recently
friends.

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Beers, wine, coffee tables and cigarette smoke.
Outside the theater railing a billboard with the programming.
People grouped in clouds converse event of the evening for many and not '"Baroque Clouds" but the post representation: Damian will make' a mini-concert tribute to De Andre '.
"Damian?, That Damian?"
Yes, that Damian, to X Factor ... that "the Moors", what he did release a record with his new track: Soul.
To Damian and 'a return to the past: that theater and' walking distance from the house where and 'lived in the neighborhood saw the child on that theater has to test its medium of music.
Suddenly a gust of wind as the clouds moving and gathering.
Pictures, words, hugs, kisses, autographs: and 'come easy, tousled, almost absent: not' changed.
The minutes pass, and many are wondering what's the need to see a show before you can hear, some think back over 'late, then the door opens, it takes place.

"Baroque Clouds"
drama and directed by Gabriele Di Luca, Massimiliano Setti
and Luke Stano, Gabriele Di Luca, Massimiliano Setti,
Luke Stano, Elisa Marinoni.

"1979: Summer of large seizures. Nico is in the anarchist scene, Beppe an alcoholic, Pier the outcast, misfits and nerds three thugs in search of life-changing hit. Closed in a squalid basement of any metropolitan periphery, plan the kidnapping of a child, there pointing the wrong card for a possible purchase, but end up only to implode in a fierce game three of the massacre and to clear any future horizon. The disillusionment, the relationship with their childhood friendship turned into something else and now the loss of their innocence, are themes that dominate the dialogue. Almost a noir, historical background of the violent '70s, just before the rampant and dull 80s. And true eco allusion to the abduction in 1979 of Dori Ghezzi and Fabrizio De André, unforgettable musician-poet, author of the album of the same name which was incorporated into the title of the show. And as the swollen clouds threaten to burst open in the rain, so the souls of the Nico explode, Beppe and Pier, losers in life and lost in himself. "(From the company website http://www.carrozzeriaorfeo.it/ )

Intense linearly complicated, ironic, dramatic, since perfect.
Figure De Andre 'that echoes not invade people (according to the authors themselves) that refer to the "poetics" of the master: the anarchist, the sick, the outcast, the slut.
A central monologue on the night full of meaning and beauty, where there is' only voice but also body and soul.
Until you reach the epilogue, where, as he said smiling Dori Ghezzi, who was present at the show, "Play De Andre 'is not good."
Audience speechless and breathless, beautiful and unexpected surprise of a theater alive, intense and "new" despite all the difficulties'.

Pause.

The clouds still gather outside to talk, drink, discuss.
You know or recognize people, friendly faces and faces even seen behind a screen.
Smoke, phones. A visit to the exhibition of drawings inspired by the work.
The doors, interpreters and Ghezzi comment on the show, giving birth to perhaps overlooked aspects: the '70s, the '80s, the decisions and indecision, the certainties, illusions, fear, hope, strength smile even personal tragedies.
Thoughts on becoming kidnapper arrested ... loneliness and disillusionment.

Lights out, theater, and 'a bit' more 'full. A lighthouse, a man, a guitar on the notes of the poet's emotions: love that comes love go.
Then, the entry of the musicians of "New Orchestra" chamber "of the Old City (Diego Maggi - piano and keyboards, Claudia Zannoni - already 'voice of" Monopoliodistato "- bass, vocals and percussion - and Frank Ferrara - wind and vocals) adds atmosphere to the atmosphere.
Together accompanying the hot item Damiano Geordie, The song of love lost, Crueza de Ma, Rimini ... interspersed with a few words and some "crap", to read texts and falling leaves.

End? Yes, Done.

But the public called back again and again a man with his guitar and his voice: If you chopped and almost explicit request of Mrs. Ghezzi, Damien gives us his unpublished "Not that which goes to the radio now ... not we promote, another piece written by me in after I view a private Dori "Do it yourself.

But not 'over, while the equipment is disassembled and Damian' even among the people, his people. Other dedications, greetings, pictures, dolls given away, backslapping, good luck ... until 'the clouds were lost in a December night, anime hot on a cold evening.

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Short
a ray of sunshine
burning leaves
still hanging on the branches.
Kindled by magic
fire color:
moments,
before the gray
ripennelli
Autumn

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Eyes muffled by fog
look beyond the gray.
Indistinct noises
protected by thick glass
tell frantically
a life that belongs to me.
Rake my garden
losses in its lines:
lives
linearly complicated

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