Most of the Time, Ani Di Franco

last night she picked one of my all times favourites movies, High Fidelity... it features Bob Dylan's Most of the Time, but Ani Di Franco's is her favourite version, I guess for the beginning: "It's serious shit now, I've got the banjo out!"

To a night well saved...!

Florence and the Machine, Dog Days Are Over - Taken by the Trees, Lost and Found

The dog days are over
The dog days are done
The horses are coming
So you better run



I took myself out walking
by the evening I was running
I hadn't done this for a long while
My friends said cheer up
it was high time

Tom Waits, Jean Michel Basquiat and the Swagman

it's been a while, such a while... almost three months... it seems ages... well, I'm certainly a few years older since then, consumed to say the least, a feeling similar to Waits' sand paper vocal cords, rusty, painfully deep and haunting.

A lot has changed, but nothing was planned and, ultimately, the real change won't happen this time either.

The last post had Tom Waits in; it's only fair to start again (!) with Tom Waits. This song is part of the soundtrack of Basquiat, a decent movie - not completely original and daring though (it has actually a scene identical to Pollock, with the artist painting the canvas on the floor and walking all over it).
The soundtrack is good though, actually very good. Tom Traubert's Blues accompanies Basquiat in a nightwalk the day he's told Andy Warhol is dead; it also features bits of "A Walzing Matilda", the most popular (I've been just told) Aussie folk song, that features the Swagman, the foot traveller looking for work and going from farm to farm.

Well, I'm not going anywhere with this, but it's use(less)ful information; a bit like those British quiz programs...

"The Morning Hour": Tom Waits and Daniele Silvestri

the one i went to sleep with...




I've listened to Tom Waits a few times in the past, i actually had a couple of his albums once. It never clicked though, as it clicked last night while Alice was on Lifegate Radio. I just got blown away by his rusty voice, it can tear you apart if you get too close.


and the one i woke up with...

Late-Night Audio: The Jam - 'Down in a Tube Station at Midnight"

The Jam is awesome. Nuff said.

"The Morning Hour": Dente, Vieni a Vivere

A few months ago I wrote something along these lines "Waking alone in the morning sucks". I still stand by it.

And it's kind of bitter-sweet that the album i've been listening to in a loop for the past 3 days is called "L'amore non e' bello".

A few reasons to watch the video:
it's shot in Venice
features a polaroid camera and polaroid stills
Dente's hair and tie

Something tells me that tomorrow's song will be Quel Mazzolino, my new alter ego. Thanks to Agatella and her dentisms, who started this all madness.

G'day!

"The Morning Hour": Jacksons 5, Don't Know Why I Love You

This is not a proper Morning Hour song, but to tell you the truth... that's true for most of the songs that I've uploaded lately, let's say I'm broadening a bit the concept of the Morning Hour...

anyway, this is the song we heard when we got into the pub for the preview of Paint It White, the photographic show I've taken part and that opened with a bang last night. The party was great and I'm still hooked up on the adrenaline of seeing a lot of people looking at my work on the wall and liking it. A few friends came all the way to Shoreditch for the party and, have to say, that's flattening!

Late-Night Audio: Erasure - "A Little Respect"

I like Erasure a bit more than I should. They don't even have the best songwriter from Depeche Mode. Still, if you want to listen to melodramatic-yet-uptempo synthpop, Erasure's your band. Their songs are ridiculously catchy. I have a tendency to sing material from this group's catalogue to myself when no one's listening. I did a pretty killer version of this song at a karaoke party once.

(No, I am not into the Pet Shop Boys. Neil Tennant sounds like a whiny hamster.)

Late-Night Audio: The Jacksons - "Shake Your Body (Down to the Ground)"

Everyone remembers the early Motown hits ("I Want You Back", "ABC", "I'll Be There", etc.). In comparison, the Jacksons' late-70s funk masterpieces are unjustly overlooked. This is from the album Destiny, and suffice it to say, if you like Michael Jackson's Off the Wall, you should get that record. Especially since the album version of this song is over seven minutes long, and totally justifies that length.

"The Morning Hour": Ivano Fossati, Panama

Most of the time, the UK is one hour apart from Continental Europe.
There are moments though, when a less-than-2-hours flight can bring you ahead a few months... namely, from August to November. Looking out of the window these days, it's really hard to think that not far from here and only two days ago, August means 35 degrees, hard sun flattening all the shadows to the ground, slow walking and mosquitoes (jeez, I'm even missing them!). The sky here is shining with silver clouds these days, the air is not cold but is definitely not hot and, above all, the feeling is that summer is way behind us, back to work, back to long sleeves, back to planning life.

The song here is, beyond the shocking look to Italian fashion in the 80's, a postcard from my holidays. Fossati is singing Panama and I see French roads again, yellow patches of sunflower fields and red cherries in my hands. I'm again swimming in the hot dry air, letting my body breathe, slowly.

Late-Night Audio: A tribute to John Hughes

Filmmaker John Hughes passed away this Thursday. Noted as the architect behind such odes to eighties adolescence as Sixteen Candles, The Breakfast Club, Weird Science, and Ferris Bueller's Day Of, it's important to remember how deft his soundtrack choices were. Make no mistake, John Hughes had an active part in selecting the songs that backed the suburban travails of Molly Ringwald and Anthony Michael Hall. While the characters in John Hughes movies came from all adolescent cliques, the soundtracks were more often than not dictated by the sort of tastes held by the kids with the big hair and eyeliner that listened to college radio. John Hughes soundtracks were loaded to the gills with the sounds of that over-reverbed beast known as "modern rock": an 1980s American radio programmer's cross-section of post-punk, New Wave, and alternative rock that was on the "cutting edge" (in actuality, often the most commerical cuts from this sort of music and overwhemingly British, hampered by a production style that would date them horribly).

You know I just noticed the other day that in Ferris Bueller's Day Off that the protagonist has Flesh For Lulu and Killing Joke posters in his bedroom? In the case of the former, Ferris doesn't strike me as the sort to be into shitty second rate goth. As for the latter, well, hey Killing Joke is cool, but also an unlikely choice.

Anyway, let's focus on the cream of the crop of music from the John Hughes filmography. First up is the hit anthem of The Breakfast Club, "Don't You forget About Me" by Simple Minds.



In my humble opinion, this is the only decent song Simple Minds ever made. I wouldn't recommend delving into their catalog, unless you have a hankering for ham-handed U2-esque arena rock without the talent. And if you don't like U2 in the first place, imagine all the things you hate about U2 except blander and with a ginger Scotsman out front instead of Bono.

One of the more bizarre soundtrack choices was when "Eighties" by Killing Joke appeared during a party scene in the latter half of Weird Science. You may have heard that Nirvana was sued by Killing Joke because of similarities between the main riff in "Eighties" and that in "Come As You Are". I for one don't think they're all that close. Really, it's not as if it's as big stretch for two bands to play an A note followed by an F# note in in two separate songs.

Yello's "Oh Yeah" is a bit overfamiliar due to its brilliant use in Ferris Bueller's Day Off, so it's easy to miss how avant-garde the song and the band that made it actually are. Take a look at the video: accompanied by the song's ominous riff, rumbling rhythms, and bassy vocals, it's almost discomforting in its low-budget surrealism.



Probably the definitive John Hughes soundtrack was the one for the 1986 monument to teen ennui Pretty in Pink, which featured the likes of Psychedelic Furs, INXS, Echo & the Bunnymen, New Order, and The Smiths. It's like a KROQ DJ's wet dream. The re-recorded version of Psychedelic Furs' "Pretty in Pink" is not a patch on the original recording, which is one of the great post-punk tracks of all time. Psychedelic Furs are odd in that back in the 1980s they were a wee bit overrated (two decent albums followed by a lot of mediocre material that sold mainly on inertia) but are unduly ignored now. The original "Pretty in Pink" is the best case for their talents:



Echo & the Bunnymen's "Bring on the Dancing Horses" was originally released as a single to promote the band's compilation Songs to Learn and Sing. Accompanied by a fantastic Anton Corbijn music video, "Bring on the Dancing Horses" is a strong contender for the best single ever released as a new bonus track from a compilation record. Too bad the video is no longer on Youtube, due to Warner Bros. pulling its wares from the site due to royalties disputes. So here's a live clip on Japanese television. Ian McCulloch looks confused as hell while the presenters converse in Japanese:



My personal favorite John Hughes film tune is "If You Leave" by Liverpudlian synthpop fops Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark, from the end of Pretty in Pink. Yes, it's overwrought and kind of cheesy, but it's gloriously so. I will never deny the power of a great pop song. C'mon, they fucking nail the execution and emotion of that song. The chorus has been my cellphone ringtone for years, and I'm quite disappointed that I can't transfer it to my new phone.

Late-Night Audio: St. Vincent - "Actor Out of Work"

You hear that cool guitar break between the verses? Well, on the album it's not played on a guitar.

And that's rad.

Late-Night Audio: Beasts of Bourbon - "Psycho"

I'm not a big fan of most eighties Australian alternative rock. Far too bar band-y for my tastes. Still, it never hurts to explore. That's how I found this Beasts of Bourbon song, which is a cover of a Leon Payne tune. Gotta love that understated intensity, enhanced by a video consisting of a long lingering take on the singer's face.

"The Morning Hour": Smog, Cold Blooded Old Times

Heard the Turin Brakes cover of this song (though there's no sign of it on Youtube) and immediately thought about the original one, by Smog. heard it for the first time in the movie "High Fidelity" - one of my favourite movies of all time, definetely my favourite soundtrack and, interestingly, in the all time top 5 of my books, without having actually read the book.

Couldn't find a decent video on Youtube but this has got good audio and an interesting clip.

Late-Night Audio: The Boy Least Likely To - "Be Gentle With Me"

This song is for Francesca, who is very tired and very exhausted:



Life can be cruel sometimes, but cheer up!

Taking it back to Jove

Exhibit A on why Echo and the Bunnymen are the most underappreciated of the major post-punk bands of the 1980s:



That would be the Bunnymen performing the awesome single "The Back of Love" in Liverpool for the BBC series Pop Carnival in 1982. Ian McCulloch used to be able to sing the hell out of a song, as he does here. Too bad the official music video is not on Youtube, because then you could hear how awesome the recorded version of the bridge section is.

"The Morning Hour": A Dylan one

after forgetting to put the alarm on for two days in a row (i know we are going down with the work-ethics... and probably with something else as well), today i woke up with a 30' long interview to David Cameron, Tories leader (for the non UK residents). Jeez, he's a nice guy and smooth talker, but no music, no interruptions at all. A sign that the morning hour is on summer holidays.
So i switched the CD player on and played the cd that was inside: Dylan, "Blood on the tracks". I so wish i could love it madly (the album title is simply great) but truth is that i can't.
I've tried, but i'm not madly in love with Dylan, fact.

Some songs really amaze me though- as the case for this one.


with lyrics (80% of the fun is here)
You walk into the room
With your pencil in your hand
You see somebody naked
And you say, who is that man?
You try so hard
But you dont understand
Just what youll say
When you get home

Because something is happening here
But you dont know what it is
Do you, mister jones?

You raise up your head
And you ask, is this where it is?
And somebody points to you and says
Its his
And you say, whats mine?
And somebody else says, where what is?
And you say, oh my god
Am I here all alone?

Because something is happening here
But you dont know what it is
Do you, mister jones?

You hand in your ticket
And you go watch the geek
Who immediately walks up to you
When he hears you speak
And says, how does it feel
To be such a freak?
And you say, impossible
As he hands you a bone

Because something is happening here
But you dont know what it is
Do you, mister jones?

You have many contacts
Among the lumberjacks
To get you facts
When someone attacks your imagination
But nobody has any respect
Anyway they already expect you
To just give a check
To tax-deductible charity organizations

Youve been with the professors
And theyve all liked your looks
With great lawyers you have
Discussed lepers and crooks
Youve been through all of
F. scott fitzgeralds books
Youre very well read
Its well known

Because something is happening here
But you dont know what it is
Do you, mister jones?

Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you
And then he kneels
He crosses himself
And then he clicks his high heels
And without further notice
He asks you how it feels
And he says, here is your throat back
Thanks for the loan

Because something is happening here
But you dont know what it is
Do you, mister jones?

Now you see this one-eyed midget
Shouting the word now
And you say, for what reason?
And he says, how?
And you say, what does this mean?
And he screams back, youre a cow
Give me some milk
Or else go home

Because something is happening here
But you dont know what it is
Do you, mister jones?

Well, you walk into the room
Like a camel and then you frown
You put your eyes in your pocket
And your nose on the ground
There ought to be a law
Against you comin around
You should be made
To wear earphones

Because something is happening here
But you dont know what it is
Do you, mister jones?

Late-Night Audio: Sandie Shaw - "Long Live Love"

As a bonus for tonight, here's something on a different tack:

Late-Night Audio: Pizzicato Five - "Happy Sad"

I was browsing through Allmusic and I eventually ended up at the bio page for Pizzicato Five, a long-running Japanese pop group. "Happy Sad" is the only song by the group to chart in the United States. So of course I had to look that up on Youtube. It's a perfectly alright tune, but it would've been totally unremarkable if it were an R&B release in the early 1970s. Just sayin'.

"The morning hour": Imelda May

We have a new friend writing for Radio Prosecco: AJ. At first sight (hemm... read) he seems to be the only one here that combines two skills: knowing what's talking about and actually writing it.

After having to pass on two tickets for Oi Va Voi, I got two tickets for the Itunes Live Festival y'day night, for Madeleine Peyroux and Imelda May. I had no idea of who Imelda May was (too bad for somebody who "writes" for a radio-blog) and had only listened to a couple of songs from Peyroux. The latter had a decent set, but her attitude stinks.

Imelda was a complete surprise, very upbeat- at the beginning i thought she was from the movie The Committments, though she looks definetely more professional and commercially groomed. Her set was interesting and though her style comes from the past (the likes of Johnny Cash come to mind), she doesn't look to me like she's mimicking it (a sort of Buble' effect). As Jools Holland puts it: "She sings beatifully, she swings"; i'll go with that.

Will listen a bit more, for the fun of it.

Late-Night Audio: The Long Blondes - "Once and Never Again"

Hi there, I'm A.J. I'm primarily going to share with you songs I listen to late at night (because I am prone to staying up unreasonably late), as well as music-related Youtube videos I find in the wee hours.



I was a big fan of the four-song EP British group The Long Blondes released on What's Your Rupture? a few years ago. I didn't keep tabs on them, but I eventually discovered their lackluster second album on Rough Trade Records. However, that led me backwards to the 2006 debut album Someone to Drive You Home, which has become one of my favorite records to come out in the last few years.

This is my favorite song on the album. Simply put, it's a fantastic pop song: short, upbeat, and insanely hooky. While The Long Blondes typically draw upon 80s post-punk and disco, this song sounds closer to The Pipettes or even (God forbid) No Doubt. It's a nice change of pace that pays off well, and I sure as hell can't stop playing this on my iPod.

"The Morning Hour": Pino Daniele, Che Soddisfazione

This song will certainly get one of the co-bloggers, the indie-snob, mad... well, after months of mishandling of my name... it's still not enough.

Anyway, i haven't written in a while, lack of inspiration, of time- it's just that life lately hasn't been great and the only respite from a messed-up situation has been on holiday. Even there, actually, my body and my mind has behaved in a surprising way; i think the stress of the job and the town has finally taken its toll.

I have been listening to some old italian music in the past two weeks- actually, while on holidays, we have been driving around in a rented white 500 and a cd playing all the time with the main acts being Baglioni, Battisti, Mia Martini and Lucio Dalla (it looked like we were doing the remake of my parents' honeymoon... with a newer car- theirs broke down mid-way).

I found this cd laying around yesterday night and played it- got hooked up with it and played again today. I like this song, not his hair...

"The Morning Hour": Regina Spektor, Folding Chair

The weather in the last two days has been the sweetest possible: warm, dry and with a light breeze that starts blowing in the evening. With such a beautiful and rare setting, a concert in Hyde Park sounds really like the perfect thing to do.
Actually it is, the location for Regina Spektor's gig last night was amazing, they have created a small village on the bank of the Serpentine pond with the support acts playing in small band stands while the audience lays on the grass, enjoying beer and burgers.
I wasn't thrilled that the main act, Regina, played under a covered tent, very dark inside (though beautiful orange sunbeams filtered through from the cracks and the doors. The gig was okish... reality is that, but for a couple of songs, the new album is not impressive at first listening. The night was actually worth it, however, for the magnificent walk in a darkening Hyde Park we had after the concert. 10.30pm, the park still lightly lit by the random lamp post and the twilight in the sky. The water was calm, placid. Ducks, geese and birds were still slowly fishing and swimming. The odd couple kissing on a bench, two friends silently chatting to the bottom of a bottle of wine. My hands in her hands, my eyes in her eyes, in the most beautiful summer night London has ever given me.

"The Morning Hour": Jose Gonzales, Save Your Day

Ops, I did it again... (outrageous start for a post... but now it's there and I'll keep it...)
i didn't wake up at the alarm today... and, actually, i almost didn't wake up at all!

these are supposed to be days of brave decisions, important steps and life changing turning points... in reality, even loading the dishwasher seems an insurmountable task (that i rarely endeavour indeed...)

So i caught myself in drifting today; it's warm and sunny, time is slow in these almost lonely days at the office and my mind started wandering after lunch in a long a relaxing stroll... sandy beach, small waves, cold lemony beer and Spanish accent. It was last August in Barcelona. Jose Gonzales was on shuffle in my small ipod, all the time. Gentle strings like gentle waves, subtle voice like subtle sea breeze.

My body is longing for a swim, for a decent holiday with no emails, no pc, no desk; just the walk to the beach, fresh fruit and a newspaper. just a pair of familiar eyes to look into when coming back to the shore- oh yes, they have turned green again!

"The Morning Hour": Regina Spektor, Laughing with

in the last few days I'm waking up slowly and, strangely, without a morning hour song... the alarm goes off, there's usually music coming out, but the song doesn't stick, just goes away...

This week, Regina Speltor's latest album has been released and this is the first single. Her style hasn't changed much and her voice is sweet and lovely as before.

I've listened to this song a couple of times and i'm not sure yet i'm getting it... it seems to me a bit of dark humour, the song is full of sad iconic moments but then the chorus has a kind of funny twist...bah... i'm not sure!

she's touring Europe at the moment and I'm going to see her live next monday in the greeny Hyde Park; let's hope the infamous British summer weather doesn't make its appearance and lets us enjoy the open air show with a bit of suntan lotion over the faces...

"The Morning Hour": Oi Va Voi, Refugee and more

they're from London, a mixture of Jewish, Gipsy and Brit trip-pop, their fourth album has just been released and, less than 12 hours ago, I had no idea of who they were.

Their best album seems to be the first one "Laughter Through Tears" but the last one "Travelling the Face of the World" is worth a play! The latter sounds a bit more international, while all the different "local" influences are very strong in the first album "Refugee", "Od Yeshoma". Ah... all the songs are available free in Last.fm

A couple of names to throw in this mix bag: Beirut and Ballalouda, check them out!

"The Morning Hour": The Cure plus "London Underground"

the real morning hour song today was "Boys don't cry" from The Cure, one of those songs that I've heard thousands of times but never listened to; but then i snoozed (bad bad habit...) and the song that definitively woke me up was "Going Underground" by The Jam- however, in my head, the lyrics of the song were being modified to a lesser known cover version. So i woke up singing "Wawawawankers Wankers!!!..."

what a way to start a day!

"The Morning Hour": , KT Tunstall, Suddenly I see

I'm not so much of a writer these days, well, what the hell, I'm never been that much of a writer... it has always taken me ages to start writing something, and the harder i try, the worst is the outcome... that's why i switched to maths pretty soon in my life.

on the other side, not so much is happening these days, I'm still shell shocked from the events of May and the brain cells haven't really recovered yet.

I should really think hard about a few things that need to be sorted quite soon, but i just haven't got the strength and the will.


also, the almost lonely days in the office have started...
(the benefit is that i can keep the radio on sometimes... hence the bonus track for today, a wonderful Paolo Rossi singing Rino Gaetano)

"The night piece": Charlie Chaplin, City Lights - the boxing scene

A special post, it was ages that i didn't laugh like this, like mad, to tears, to the floor; i guess i just needed it.

Nite Nite

"The Morning Hour": Jeff Buckley, Hallelujah

it wasn't the alarm this time; the subtle sweet voice of Jeff Buckley seeped into my ears gently on Sunday morning from my next door stereo.

it's such a beautiful song, that I really don't want to add much to it, just play it, over and over again.

Jeff Buckley-Hallelujah.flv
Uploaded by Rock-90s

"The Morning Hour": Stereophonics, Maybe Tomorrow

I used to love this song, i still like the melody and the tune, but, today, I can no longer stand the lyrics...

Why Maybe? Why Tomorrow?
why not today? why not now? why not "I'll try and I'll make sure to make it"?

the song, once loved, now puts me under the weather. maybe it's a new me, maybe it's just that i feel compelled to do instead of waiting that i can't really stand anybody who says tomorrow, anybody who says maybe, who says I'll wait and see.

and now... to the first weekend of freedom in more than a month!

"The Morning Hour": Bryan Adams, Back to You

never been one of his fans, too sweet for my tooth. great guitar, yes, but the lyrics are always so mellow... I like to listen to him from time to time, not that much.
But I'd have never expected to become one of admirers as a photographer. How the hell did this guy make it into the impenetrable word of professional photography? and his pictures are great too. Edgy, provocative sometimes, always elegant.

While our society keeps promoting a modern disease called hyper-specialization "You are your job and you'll always be that job", here is a man who has mastered rock music and photography, sometimes certain genes are just bloody good!

"The Morning Hour": The Coming-back Medley

It's been a month... and while the guys of the tube are on strike today for some reason, I thought I should come back to work on this...

From the last post, on May 9th, much more than 30 days have passed, at least for me it feels like months, years, with the only difference that I'm in the same place, writing from the same pc, just a little bit more tired.

Things have happened... a lot of them... some great, some definetivelt not.

Thinking back, everything seems a bit strange, not surreal... but strange. I've found myself drinking tea with taxi drivers planning a demonstration, waking up at 3am to take photos of butchers at the meat market, freaking out in face of new challenges and making it at the end. It's been a sneak-peek at how things could be different in a lot of ways, terryfing at some point, but the feeling is that we (highlight WE) could work it out.

here is three songs that i've been listening to a lot in the last weeks, there was no time and no energy to care too much, and write ,about music, but some songs always stick to my brains nevertheless... The Eels is a new discovery, thanks to a great friend who i have not met yet (she's not imaginary though...), this song is sweet and sour, cuddly melody with a tear. Paolo Nutini has just move in my charts from "rubbish I'd never listen to" to "this is not so bad, actually i like it". The Beatles are The Beatles and have always a place on my cd shelf.

"Night Piece": Jools Holland

an extra bit for the day, due to one of those happy findings on the British tv- our digital box has been broken for months and we don't use any tv guide, hence we practice a kind of lucky random search of decent things on the 5 channels we've got. And tonight, it Jools Holland's Later with is on air.

He's great, hands down. he plays his magic at the piano, he plays everything on there. but even better, he's a great host.

Tonight's line up is featuring (writing as they play) the Grizzly Bear, from Brooklyn, NY. I guess they must live next door to the Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, it would be a great building.

Then there's been the girl on top of the US charts for months and months, Taylor Swift. A rather pretty chick playing folk-pop; really young, really pinky. But I wanted to give her a chance, despite her guitarist playing with a silver shining tie. The interview: JH "What do you like about London, Taylor?", TS "The shopping is amazing; ohhh TopShop, I could live there!!!"- next one in line please...!

The Manic Street Preachers, rather unsettling.

A fantastic Paolo Nutini (someone hurt by my trashing of TopShop and Taylor Swift may take the chance to get back at me here). But he's great, he was completely wasted (i guess) but he rocked. The new song, Coming Up Easy, is a great piece of groovy rock. I go nuts when trumpets, saxs and violins get mixed with guitars and drums (my beloved Zutons). He's great kid, he really is.

Geoffrey Gurrumul, blind aboriginal guitarist and singer. I can't get anything from what he says, in aboriginal, but his voice is sweet and painful. Strikes many more chords than his fingers on the guitar strings



jeez... there's High Fidelity on BBC1... and it's 1am. Rob Gordon, The Rob Gordon.

"The Morning Hour": The Beatles, Penny Lane

I don't know of any photos nor paintings describing an ordinary British high street in such a simple and yet beautiful way:


In Penny Lane there is a barber showing photographs
Of every head he's had the pleasure to know
And all the people that come and go
Stop and say hello

On the corner is a banker with a motorcar
The little children laugh at him behind his back
And the banker never wears a mac
In the pouring rain...
Very strange

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
There beneath the blue suburban skies
I sit, and meanwhile back

In Penny Lane there is a fireman with an hourglass
And in his pocket is a portrait of the Queen.
He likes to keep his fire engine clean
It's a clean machine

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
Four of fish and finger pies
In summer, meanwhile back

Behind the shelter in the middle of the roundabout
A pretty nurse is selling poppies from a tray
And though she feels as if she's in a play
She is anyway

In Penny Lane the barber shaves another customer
We see the banker sitting waiting for a trim
Then the fireman rushes in
From the pouring rain...
Very strange

Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
There beneath the blue suburban skies
I sit, and meanwhile back
Penny Lane is in my ears and in my eyes
There beneath the blue suburban skies...
Penny Lane.

"The Morning Hour": Moldy Peaches, Anyone Else But You

The morning hour of today should have been, actually was, one more time, the Kings of Leon, but- a kind of a relevant but-
throw in the mix a half hour waiting in the UCL hospital lounge among scaring posters about "you being the one who infects the person close to you in the next 2 minutes"
take out several litres of blood
add up sausages, scramble eggs, beans on toast
crappy weather
strange mood
a sublte headache

and the last thing you wanna hear for the day is KoL! so i started drifting, taking off from a friend's suggestion on Beirut, a couple of emails on Adam Green and- power of Youtube - I finally stumbled upon this beautiful love song, sweetly weird just as its singers (Kimya Dawson and Adam Green, aka The Moldy Peaches) and the movie whose soundtrack this was (Juno). I found the bit with the lyrics, worth every second of it.
And then i felt it, just right, this is the morning hour today!

I don't see what anyone can see in anyone else but you

"The Morning Hour": The Police, Roxanne

well, there's a word for my waking up today... "it sucked" and it was actually my very own fault.

short of words and inspiration right now... but I'm trying very hard to let a very young Sting and a vintage video with a horrendus quality to cheer me up. Jeez, some people can age incredibly well!

By the way, who came up with the idea of shooting the video on a red scene (Roxanne...red light...) should have been banned for life from any other video production...

Police - Roxanne
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"The Morning Hour": Elbow, Ground

Third time in the Morning Hour and I think I finally found an album I want to buy, The Seldom Seen Kid.

Despite being "in business" since the late '90s, the band has self produced its last two albums and still retains a kind of "true indie" aura that most of the other bands have lost at their second album or sooner.
As the first line of the post testifies, radios are now massively pushing the band's last album, winner of the Mercury Prize of 2008, but these are musicists who, dropped by Universal, have worked for years with a label called Ugly Man Records, and made it nevertheless!

I'm not yet sure it's one of their lyrics or it is just something they asked the people at Glasto to sing with them, but I cannot help but going nuts for a band that writes "We still believe in love, so fuck you"

"The Morning Hour": Rolling Stones, Gimme Shelter

Beatles or Rolling Stones???

Who cares? I'll have them both, with a cherry on top!

Sometimes "the Question" (with a capital Q at least among music geeks) seems so stupid to me, I have to focus really hard to understand why so many people keep repeating it. I've got the luxury of having, at the mercy of my play button, Mick Jagger and Keith Richards, Lennon&Macca... why should I care who's the best? best for what? best for who?

Anyway...
Today a new project starts; well it's not really a brand new project, let's just say that a very promising PHASE 2 begins, phase in which I'll be a bit more involved. It's a group thing, trying to put together the thoughts, the dreams, the boredom of 14 young brains scattered all over Europe (but with a rather strong Southern Italian fil rouge). The project is PennelliSolari.
There's no stated theme, no stated line of thought nor a common way of seeing the word. The idea, and the hope, is that something thrilling will arise from mixing it all up!

My involvement will most probably comprise of two or three posts a month with photos being the central piece. I wanna try a new thing with them, pictures and words in one common place, to express an idea and provoke some reaction- I'm almost afraid to call it ...ehmm...photojournalism...

"The Morning Hour": The Jam, Beat Surrender

you wake up, it's sunny. you get out of the house, and tiny drops of rain are getting onto your face while you ride to work. It is what it is, you know what it is!

but today I don't care, last night I got great news! Nothing big, nothing major, but it makes me very happy and blows new energy into my veins. Too soon to say more...

enjoy the video, let your feet move and follow the tune, surrender to the beat!

You'll see me come runnin
To the sound of your strummin'
Fill my heart with joy and gladness
I've lived too long in shadows of sadness

"The Morning Hour": Elbow, One Day Like This

When the idea of "The Morning Hour" started it was meant to include music, words and photos. It was, basically, a way to link three media I'm keen into around the same entity. To help me decide the single song/theme each time, I turned to my alarm and "outsourced" the service.

Words are fast, YouTube is even faster, my eye, my mind and my camera couldn't keep up. Hence I've been writing and posting about each song (almost) every day, while taking some more time to shoot the pictures.

When I heard this song today coming out of the radio, I looked out - it was a brilliant morning, I smiled - I finally had a photo to post with the song! The song has been one of the first to feature in the project and, I remember, came out a few weeks ago in another shining sunny day.

Here is the picture, my own personal way to look at this song, to its melody and its lyrics, to the mood it puts me in whenever I listen to it.



I don't know where the project will end up, but I'm enjoying it. Taking beautiful photos by capturing moments that life offers to us is a tough task, building an idea, looking at ways to implement it through the lens and getting a satisfactory final results is proving to be a daunting one!
But I'm taking up the challenge!

"The Morning Hour": The Killers, The World We Live In

a few days ago I wrote about pushing an elephant... well, I came back from a long weekend in a rainy and turbulent Italy, the elephant was running all the way back against me... what a stampede...

I'm honestly short of words tonight, I'm watching Coffee and Cigarette for the second time in a row to keep me awake but I'm not doing that great. Luckily, there's a great bit with Bill Murray as a coffee junkie, that's just incredible.

"The Morning Hour": Cold War Kids, Hospital Beds

I'm pretty sure the first words I heard today from the radio were "Cheese sandwich", that at 7am in the morning are particularly suited for a sprint waking up. What's more strange is that the first thing I thought then was "Red Wine" and so I started humming "Red Wine, Success" from the Cold War Kids.

Though, since I got to pick, for the morning I went for Hospital Beds, my favourite song from their first album.
The song has a story, it is a story from the deep American country; from places miles away from the jet set, from the golden beaches of the West Coast and the Ivy League schools of the East. I can picture it through the photos of Robert Frank, through the gas stations of Ed Ruscha, through the pages of John Fante. Real people, daily problems, dull lives- but still worth a story!

"The Morning Hour- Double Bill": Travis, Driftwood and Duffy, Mercy

It might be the spring, the April laziness that comes along with the sunny and warm days; it might be the stampede of overdue work and projects that is overwhelming me, but in the last few days I'm not "functioning" properly.
It takes me ages to do simple things and I get easily distracted.
I feel like I'm pushing an elephant around.

Today's a double bill: Travis is yesterday's song, Duffy's from this morning.

Driftwood is a great song, from a few years back but always spot on. I think I'll go back in time today and listen to "Good Feeling", their first album, really really different from anything else they have done ever since.

Duffy... don't like her. Catchy tunes but it seems to me she's trying too hard to emulate something from the past, something that's not of our times and it seems fake to me. Maybe it's my mood... poor girl, I'm being very harsh with her...

Here's Travis


Here's Duffy

"The Band's Visit", ending track and theme song.

A wonderful example of how two clashing worlds, divided by a concrete wall (that's becoming an open-air art gallery by the day) can meet somewhere in the middle and create a beautiful thing.

A bittersweet story with a touch of irony and pure comedy. Lives that meet in the middle of nowhere, in the dullest of the days and in a place that only has slight human resemblances ("No culture. No Israeli culture, not Arab... no culture at all"). Nevertheless, from their clashing, an incredible sweetness bursts off; human stories intertwine, the music begins.

"Do you like Chet Baker?"
"Who?"




the trailer as well..

Devendra Banhart, Little Yellow Spider

I've gotta a new friend, a little yellow spider; only exchanged a few words, the right ones. sometimes you don't need that much to find some magic around.


One, two, three, four

Little yellow spider, laughing at the snow
Ah, maybe that spider knows something that I don't know
'Cause I'm goddamn cold

Little white monkey, staring at the sand
Well, maybe that monkey figured out something I couldn't understand
Who knows?

Well, I came upon a dancing crab, and I stopped to watch it shake
I said, "Dance for me just one more time
Before you hibernate and you come out a crab cake"

Hey there, little snapping turtle, snapping at a shell
Ah, there's mysteries inside, I know
But what they are I just can't tell for sure

And hey ya, little baby crow, you're looking kinda mean
I think I outta spit before you start letting off your steam
For sure

And hey there, little sexy pig, you made it with a man
And you're got a little kid with hooves instead of hands

And oh, all the animals
All the animals

And hey there, little mockingbird, they sing about you in songs
Ah, where you been? Have you broke a wing?
I haven't heard you in so long

And hey there, little albatross, swimming in the air
Ah c'mon, you know I can't fly
And I, I think we really outta play fair

And hey there, Mr. happy squid, you move so psychadelically
You hypnotize with your magic dance all the animals in the sea
For sure

And oh, all the animals
All the animals

And hey there, Mr. morning sun, what kind of creature are you?
I can't stare, but I know you're there
Goddamn, how I wish I knew

And hey there, Mrs. lovely moon, you're lonely and you're blue
It's kinda strange, the way you change
But then again, we all do too

"The Morning Hour": Sheryl Crow, All I Wanna Do

This ain't no country club, ain't no disco.

A spring break song today and Sheryl Crow again, in curious skinny jeans- star&striped butt.

Weather-wise, we are back to february again, and while a few morons on tv keep clapping their hands for the CNBC anniversary (a few youtube videos show how useless such a tv channel has proved to be in the years), a good and healthy thought is that it's friday afternoon and 6pm are fast approaching- ok, they could be faster...

There's some work waiting for me this weekend and I think I'll keep listening to this song just to keep up with it! It's also going to be a Garrett Pierce weekend, I hope he bodes well with photo-editing because I'd really need to pull up a few rabbits from the hat. Hoping for the best!

"The Morning Hour": U2, Magnificient

Created with Admarket's flickrSLiDR.

A different start to the post today. Just yeasterday I was day-dreaming about spring time in Italy while looking out of the window onto a decent day in London. Maybe the town felt it wasn't fair, so today we woke up here in a grey and misty day, that it has now turned into a pale sunshine. Anyway, this is the sky we found once back here on Monday... we blame the English weather a lot, sometimes it's not so bad afterall.

This U2 song makes the morning hour for the second time- it's pleasant for a wake up tune and quite catchy. I don't want to write more about it or the band as i'd like to keep this post on the positive (sunny) side... I've picked the video with the album cover, as it's a beautiful photo from a Japanese photographer Hiroshi Sugimoto.

Going for an intense afternoon and evening, good things might come today, let's hope for the best!

"The Morning Hour": Franz Ferdinand, Ulysses

This brings me a few years back: Franz Ferdinand were indeed my first ever article on the web, for Yellow Submarine on OraD'Aria. That was also my first year in London with Franz Ferdinand, Razorlight and The Killers being its soundtrack.
It was a rather new music for me back then, I'd been listening to a lot of Brit Pop while I was in Italy and got stuck for a while on Coldplay as an almost natural evolution of the Oasis, Blur, Radiohead years... I still remember the first sentence of that first article "Il vento fresco arriva dalla lontana Glasgow, scende giu' sul sud dell'Inghilterra per divenire uragano e infiammare la capitale, veste con gusto ed eleganza anni '30, sale sul palco in camicia di raso e cravatta, pantalone con la piega e stivaletto, ma ha un'unica missione: divertirsi e far scatenare il pubblico."
The change of rithm and the beat of Take Me Out is still one of my favourite tune ever!

For me it was actually just like that, new town, new music scene, new rithm. This was all I thought this morning as my sleeping ears cought the new song from Franz Ferdinand. The four Scots (or sort of) seem back to their basics, at least for me. I'm not a fan of their second album, but the first two songs of their last one and the white shoes Alex is wearing in this video are promising.


Anyway, I'm back in London after 4 days of Italian spring- jeez, I'm getting more and more homesick by the year, and this worsen a lot with the summer approaching... when, while on that side Ferruccio Tagliavini sings "Voglio Vivere cosi' col sole in fronte", here we have Travis with "Why does it always rain on me".

For the curious (and Italian friendly) ones, here is the link to OraD'Aria http://xoomer.virgilio.it/oradaria/archivio/Giallo-franzferdinand

"From Texas": The Moody Blues, Tuesday Afternoon

I was watching TV and suddenly, during the commercial for Visa's Check Card, a particular sound caught my attention. It was the beginning of an absolutely amazing song I’d never heard before.
I couldn’t recognize the band and I didn’t understand the words (so I couldn’t look for it on the web), so I had to ask to an American friend of mine for a suggestion.

The song is “Tuesday Afternoon”, composed by the British band The Moody Blues in 1968 (on the album this song was listed as “The Afternoon: Forever Afternoon (Tuesday?)", at the insistence of the producer).
The Moody Blues were born as a blues band, but after the introduction of orchestral arrangements and the tones of mellotron, they set the stage for the progressive rock movement.
In fact the strange sound I was listening to was produced by the “mellotron”, an electronic keyboard invented some years earlier.

This band composed the only song by them I knew: “Nights in White Satin”, of which the Italian band I Nomadi performed a cover called “Ho difeso il mio amore”.

According to an interview with Justin Hayward, he wrote "Tuesday Afternoon" while sitting in the middle of a field near his home in England on a beautiful spring afternoon. He claims that he had his acoustic guitar in hand and the song just came to him.

The use of mellotron fits the poetry of the lyrics and the daydreaming atmosphere and it’s like getting captured in this fantastic and relaxing world, a place where you can find your peace of mind.
Was the writer under the effects of any drugs or does this song reflect the habits of that period? In the 60’s and 70’s the use of hallucinogens and psychedelic drugs became a very popular means to find a new realty and to reach the truth.

“I'm just beginning to see, now I'm on my way
...
Something, calls to me,
The trees are drawing me near, I've got to find out why?
Those gentle voices I hear, explain it all with a sigh.”

"The Morning Hour": Sheryl Crow, If It Makes You Happy

today i'm short of sleep, short of time and short of words... hence just enjoy the video.

I'll add one thing though, on Radio Prosecco you can now register your email and receive the posts once a day (if there are new ones) in your inbox... just a thought for the interested but lazy ones..

have a g'day!

"The Morning Hour": The Beatles, Day Tripper

It wasn't a song or the raucous voice of the dj that woke me up today. It was a whisper in my ears, from a very familiar voice, while my eyes were still shut: Ti amo.
With such a start, this needs to be a great day!
It follows almost naturally that, unawarely, she picked the song for the morning hour today... she picked The Beatles (I could see that coming...) and a song that we actually had been singing (her)/humming (me) a few days ago within a driving-related-Beatles-songs theme. Drive me car, One ticket to ride, Day Tripper, Get back.
We went on debating the meaning of this song, what actually it means to be a daytripper and which way out John is singing about... we didn't finish it, so no final word on it yet! We also listened to more Beatles song while having breakfast, hence the morning hour today has more than 1 video as usual.

I need some positive vibes today for some creative work... it'd really better be a dam good day!

"The Morning Hour": Red Hot Chili Peppers, Give It Away

"The Morning Hour": Red Hot Chili Peppers, Give It Away
i guess this is the first time since I've been writing down The Morning Hour that a song is completely out of tune with my day and my mood; ah no, there's been a November Rain listened at 5am one morning.
Give It Away is the RHCP at their best, it's groovy, it's funky and very upbeat; but today I really can't listen to it.
The earthquake in Italy has proven to be much worst than a number on the Richter scale could indicate, and each single story from a victim makes that number even more meaningless.
There's a bright point in all this tragedy though: solidariety. The country, and the web actually, have mobilitated in no time with different ideas and ways to help, from money to blood, from blankets to a roof. It's great to see that Facebook users, among the thousands "doubtfully-useful" tests are also taking the time to carry messages in support of the victims or to raise money. At least, a glimpse of light!

"The Morning Hour": Stereophonics, Maybe Tomorrow

today's pick is a bit of a cheat; the real morning hour song was Lily Allen's The Fear, again! As per Monday and Friday of last week. Now, I wrote that the song is brilliant... but I cannot write about it every single day! So I stayed in bed and waited for the next one...
Maybe Tomorrow was one of my favourite songs during the first months in London, a few years back- hence I thought today was going to be a good day. Unfortunately as I launched Firefox while sipping the coffee, the news from the earthquake in Italy hit me. Luckily, none of my relatives has been affected, and the only friend from the region is safe, as it's her family. Though, when a region close to home looks like a scrap yard and among the scrap you can see people... all the rest seems trivial and it's difficult to focus on the small things that make my everyday's life. I hope things don't get worst than they are (and look) right now in Abbruzzo.

Gabriele D'Annunzio
Alcyone, Sogni di terre lontane
I PASTORI

Settembre, andiamo. E' tempo di migrare.
Ora in terra d'Abruzzi i miei pastori
lascian gli stazzi e vanno verso il mare:
scendono all'Adriatico selvaggio
che verde è come i pascoli dei monti.

Han bevuto profondamente ai fonti
alpestri, che sapor d'acqua natía
rimanga ne' cuori esuli a conforto,
che lungo illuda la lor sete in via.
Rinnovato hanno verga d'avellano.

E vanno pel tratturo antico al piano,
quasi per un erbal fiume silente,
su le vestigia degli antichi padri.
O voce di colui che primamente
conosce il tremolar della marina!

Ora lungh'esso il litoral cammina
la greggia. Senza mutamento è l'aria.
il sole imbionda sì la viva lana
che quasi dalla sabbia non divaria.
Isciacquío, calpestío, dolci romori.

Ah perché non son io cò miei pastori?

"The Morning Hour": Stealers Wheel, Stuck in the Middle with You

I woke up with a classic tune today, well, it's classic here as you can hear it often in the pubs and become accustumed with it despite, in my case, ignoring completely who's singing it and how it's become so popular in the years. In my playlist, it sits along "I will walk 500 miles" (also known by its official name "I'm gonna be") by The Proclaimers, and "Weather with You" by Crowded House. These are the songs that can bring together a whole pub in a second, strangers singing together and smiling at each other- an arcane mystery for some foreigner who has heard those songs only a couple of times in his/her life on the radio.

It's day 2 of the G20 and I'm still trying to figure out what all of this means for the town that is hosting it and, coincidentally, is hosting me as well.
i went to the demonstrations yesterday night. Not so much to protest but more to witness the moment since it's all over the media and so close to my house, and take some pictures (though i forgot to put a new memory card in...). Well, the demo was in line with what i was expecting, lots of people of different sorts shouting and holding banners, tightly guarded by the police in riot gear (i guess the open face policy of the morning had to give up to a tougher stance once the protesters became too "energetic").
What really struck me is what i didn't see... less than 50 meters far from the shouting crowd, people were watching the England game in the pub, the news stand was selling the mags with the pictures of the morning clashes, and the Terravision guy was selling the tickets for the shuttle coach to and from Stansted Airport. Everything very normal, everything so smooth and ordinary, but for the amount of police around and the helicopter constantly flying over my head. Not even debris in the street...
It was probably a matter of expectations after having watched the news all day about the riots and the excitement, the mob and the police, smashed windows and dressed up people- or maybe it was that i didn't manage to get close to the "action".
oh well, I'll leave it like that.

here are the pictures from Trafalgar Square, 15 minutes before the rally.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/gianleo/sets/72157616165602061/

and here is the video:

"The Morning Hour": MGMT, Kids

It's G20 today and I'm writing from the office before going to lunch- here everything is quiet, there's a generous sun shining over Central London, making the day pretty bright.

Over a couple of miles east though, the sky is now red with tear-gas and everything is a mess. thousands of people are protesting and the police is there in massive force. The pickle, for me, is... "it's the same city and, nonetheless, without tv, radio, internet you could live your day not noticing it at all. I guess it's a compliment to the London police to allow both protest and normal life at the same time- or it's just that this town is so big that each area can live a different life of its own.

Though... my feet are itchy and i want to see... I guess i'll go there after work today and shoot pictures at what is left. At the moment i can see on tv that for each protester there are at least 5 cameras shooting him... one guy went down while fighting with the police and got surrounded...hemm by photographers!

i'll close the post today with the best chant i've heard from the protests "MAKE LOVE NOT LEVERAGE"

"The Morning Hour": The Killers, Mr Brightside

It feels a bit strange to be writing The Morning Hour in the deep of the night... just a few hours before the next song will play and wake my ears to a new day... it feels also strange to be writing about a song and a group on which I wrote a lengthy article back in 2005, when I had the music column of OraD'Aria- good old groovy times! Closing the day on a slightly sad note... the link to my articles there seems to be out of order... bollocks!

the eyelids are getting heavier and the fingers more uncertain on the keyboard.. wrap it up man!

I've picked this acoustic version as I thought it may sound new to a few ones- I personally prefer the original version, it's punchier and the beat supports much better the panic mode of the average guy who finds out his girlfriend has been screwing somebody...

g'night!

“From Texas”: Billy Joel, Piano Man

Yesterday evening I was going to a grocery with a friend of mine, and his mp3 player started playing a nice song called “Piano Man” by Billy Joel.
He was surprised when I told him I didn’t know that song, although I knew the author and other songs by him.
Actually, to be sincere, I was confusing him with Roy Orbison (‘cause I was thinking of “Pretty Woman”, “Anything you want you got it” and “California blue”…yes, that moment Roy wasn’t existing in my mind)…I apologize to him.
Anyways, Chris continued complaining about the fact I didn’t know one of his most beautiful and famous song (together with “She’s Always a Woman to Me” e “Uptown girl”).

The song was written in 1973 and gives the name to the whole album, which has been his first real success.
It’s got the fascination of most of melancholic song, underlined also by the use of the mouth organ (that reminds me Bob Dylan).
It can be read as a complaining about the loneliness of one’s life, ‘cause ruts get you miss something (such as a wife, or any plan), taking as examples customers lives who’re drinking in the bar where the singer is playing the piano.
They seem to find a bit of consolation by listening to the song though.

What can I say? It is a sadly true song. You spend most of your time working, and you have to work if you want to survive, but it steals your free time and, with it, part of your life. And meanwhile time passes…

"The Morning Hour": Lily Allen, The Fear

I'm on my own for a couple of days... tough, it means I've to wake up alone in bed and I really don't like it- I actually think it sucks!

The words Lily Allen came out just a few seconds after the alarm went off, well before the song, and well within the usual 5 minutes of rambling by the dj- I wasn't happy about that. I find her pretentious, a bit too full of herself and I'm not sure she deserves all the fuss around her (a clothes line, a tv program...).

"The song" he says "is called The Fear... bla bla bla", I dind't have great expectations.

But, hands down, the song is great! the lyrics are genial for the way they mock the fashion/celebrity establishment, though she's totally part of it.

I'll say no more:

I want to be rich and I want lots of money
I don’t care about clever I don’t care about funny
I want loads of clothes and f***loads of diamonds
I heard people die while they are trying to find them
...
And I am a weapon of massive consumption
and its not my fault it’s how I’m program to function
I’ll look at the sun and I’ll look in the mirror
I’m on the right track yeah I’m on to a winner
...
Forget about guns and forget ammunition
Cause I’m killing them all on my own little mission
Now I’m not a saint but I’m not a sinner
Now everything is cool as long as I’m getting thinner

"From Texas": Rod Stewart, Baby Jane

Finally I’ve found out the name of the song by Rod Stewart I’ve listened to a lot of time on the radio; I listened again to it a couple of nights ago, in a bar in Bryan (Texas), and lots of guys were singing it.
It took me about a couple of hours to get the name, I opened several videos on Youtube trying to find which one it was.

It’s “Baby Jane” (1986), a song with a particular rhythm that make you dance while you’re listening to it and sing it the whole day after you’ve listened to it.
It talks about the end of a love story with a woman who “threw” him away once she reached for the high society and got what she needed for.

I’m not really keen on Rod Stewart, the song mentioned is one of the few songs by him I know, so I cannot say that I really like him, but for sure I’m in love with his voice.
It’s a distinctive “rasping”, hot and sexy voice, immediately recognizable...once you’ve got Rod Stewart’s existence! In fact at first I confused it with the voices of other great singers, especially with Roger Taylor (Queen’s drummer)’s one. Actually, they are pretty similar.

I’ve read that Belle and Sebastian performed a cover of this song. I haven’t found it on the web, so please, if someone have it, upload it! Thanks!

"The Morning Hour": Snow Patrol, Crack the Shutters

today has been one of those quite typical London days... it's 6pm, almost weekend, the weather is good and the evening is promising... but there's a memory, rather vague at this point, that still today, the weather in the morning was awful, the grey overcast on the city so deep and heavy that no weekend feeling was remotely possible. Is it possible it was yesterday and not today...?
I distinctly remember that listening to the line of this song "Crack the shutters open wide, I wanna bathe you in the light of day", I opened my eyes and thought..."where the f. is this light of day???" well, now we have a great sunset and the sky is blue! (don't complain about that...)

Not a great fan of Snow Patrol, I actually find them a bit boring; i mean, a few good lines and tunes in the songs but never a real humpf! and after a while most of the songs look similar to me. I have the same problem with another British band who makes good song from time to time, Embrace- jezz,I feel like ratting on pop-rock bands today... Anyway, here's what the radio threw at me today

Snow Patrol - Crack the Shutters (New) [HQ]
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