Hurt… Uno degli ultimi gridi di Johnny Cash… Che brividi

I hurt myself today
To see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
The only thing that’s real
The needle tears a hole
The old familiar sting
Try to kill it all away
But I remember everything

[Chorus:]
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns
Upon my liar’s chair
Full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
Beneath the stains of time
The feelings disappear
You are someone else
I am still right here

[Chorus:]
What have I become
My sweetest friend
Everyone I know goes away
In the end
And you could have it all
My empire of dirt
I will let you down
I will make you hurt

If I could start again
A million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

Puoi pure non guardare, ma e’ difficile che non vedi…

c’e’ odore di bruciato, e bambini soldato sepolti in piedi…

Il batticuore e la vera impotenza

La vera impotenza non e’ quella che si cura col viagra, ma e’ la perdita del batticuore.

Non smettero’ mai di acclamare ogni singola canzone di “Prendere e Lasciare” di De Gregori

Qui la traccia numero 8 di quel magnifico capolavoro di De Gregori, con un team alla produzione di eccezione (e si vede il risultato).

Play with a Truck??? It is possible!! Blues with a tractor!!

Incredible video dalla georgia… un gruppo fol blues… accompagnato da un trattore di campagna!

… uno dei migliori estratti da “Perduto amor”, di Battiato…

Un detto greco dice: “Amici… non ci sono Amici”. Ma che mi importa dei Greci!

Bellissimo concerto visuale sulle note di “You Make me Feel Loved”, di Zucchero

Kids…mgmt…. one of the best song ever.

You were a child
Crawling on your knees toward it
Making momma so proud
But your voice was too loud
We like to watch you laughing
Picking insects off of plants
No time to think of consequences

Control yourself
Take only what you need from it
A family of trees wanted to be haunted
Control yourself
Take only what you need from it
A family of trees wanted to be haunted

The water is warm
But it’s sending me shivers
A baby is born
Crying out for attention
The memories fade
Like looking through a … fogged mirror
Decision to decisions are made and not bought
But I thought this wouldn’t hurt a lot
I guess not

Control yourself
Take only what you need from it
A family of trees wanted to be haunted
Control yourself
Take only what you need from it
A family of trees wanted to be haunted