I love rock. I grew up with rock music. I grew my hair long. I grew them really long, till my butt. I had t-shirts with skulls and bones. I made my mum pissed and worried. I watched many horror movies. I was shitting in my pants most of the time, but I still loved … Continue reading Sex, murder, and disco music
I come from a really small region in the south of Italy. It is wild, authentic, slow. It is high and low, sunny and cold, colourful and dark. It is also poor, lost in its own life inertia, reluctant to changes and too often ignored by the outside world. I love my region, I love … Continue reading Art is resuscitating a dying beauty
I grew up listening to hard-rock and heavy metal. Classic stuffs, starting when I was 10: Metallica, Iron Maiden, Led Zeppelin, AC/DC, ZZ Top. I have for sure to thank my brother for that. Now I am still pretty much like I was back then, I just expanded my musical horizon a bit more. Among … Continue reading what the hell is this s**t?
"Be open and learn something new everyday". This is the sentence that I repeat myself every morning. Having a routine, a rehearsed schedule is something that makes us feel in peace and safe. Having our music play-list ready to hear, is something that makes us feel protected from the enemy outside our headphones. However, sometimes … Continue reading What you will see, what you will listen to, already lives in you.