<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:07:14.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>LOR15</title><subtitle type='html'>frammenti di canzoni che ogni tanto mi girano nella testa</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>40</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-117025815525125611</id><published>2007-01-31T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T07:42:35.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One night he turned his back on me in bed once too often. I bit into his back in desperation. Shocked by the faint tinge of blood in my mouth, I was rewarded by being kicked on to the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deborah Curtis::Touching From A Distance&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-117025815525125611?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/117025815525125611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=117025815525125611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/117025815525125611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/117025815525125611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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You'/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-115747179491378960</id><published>2006-09-05T08:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T08:56:34.930-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Swervedriver: Never Lose That Feeling  [yyyeah!]</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qWE71HUXIbY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qWE71HUXIbY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="380" height="313"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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arial;"&gt;Emilia paranoica paranoica paranoica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;CCCP::Emilia Paranoica::Compagni Cittadini Fratelli Partigiani/Ortodossia II::1988&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-115287283535244976?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/115287283535244976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=115287283535244976' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/115287283535244976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-114710669629029134</id><published>2006-05-08T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T09:48:31.550-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Spacemen 3:: I Love You&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/prOZQtB4Vow"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/prOZQtB4Vow" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="380" height="313"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-114710669629029134?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/114710669629029134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link 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type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P1pPmTgxsc8"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P1pPmTgxsc8" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="380" height="313"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-114434010258192803?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/114434010258192803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=114434010258192803' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/114434010258192803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/114434010258192803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2006/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-114423123569685217</id><published>2006-04-05T02:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-12T02:48:11.256-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Dry your eyes mate&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I know it's hard to take but her mind has been made up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There's plenty more fish in the sea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Dry your eyes mate &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Streets::Dry Your Eyes::A Grand Don't Come For Free::2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-114423123569685217?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/114423123569685217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=114423123569685217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/114423123569685217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/114423123569685217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2006/04/dry-your-eyes-mate-i-know-its-hard-to.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-114304531967401171</id><published>2006-03-22T08:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T08:35:19.706-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;...essendo residente all' estero, oggi ho già votato per posta. VOTATE! VOTATE! VOTATE! e levatevi una gran soddisfazione no? un bel voto! che poi ci sará da ridere e tanto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-114304531967401171?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/114304531967401171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=114304531967401171' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/114304531967401171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/114304531967401171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2006/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-114122757730860271</id><published>2006-03-01T07:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T08:01:23.943-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Well I got shot right in the back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You were there, you were there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I said I was never coming back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You were there, you were there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Broken Social Scene::Ibi Dreams Of Pavement::Broken Social Scene::2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-114122757730860271?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/114122757730860271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=114122757730860271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/114122757730860271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/114122757730860271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2006/03/well-i-got-shot-right-in-back-you-were.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-114122579591236529</id><published>2006-03-01T07:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-01T07:10:54.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arts-crafts.ca/bss/"&gt;bss &lt;/a&gt; &gt;media... e vedetevi il video di "Ibi Dreams Of Pavement".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; These guys rock!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-114122579591236529?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/114122579591236529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=114122579591236529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/114122579591236529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/114122579591236529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2006/03/bss-media.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-114062278952521056</id><published>2006-02-22T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T07:46:37.150-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ma quant'era bella la voce di Harriet Wheeler?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The Sundays: &lt;a href="http://myspace.com/thesundays"&gt;Wild Horses &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-114062278952521056?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-114017698114191716</id><published>2006-02-17T03:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T03:49:41.160-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If something has to change then it always does&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If something has to change then it always does&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;You don't need this disease, not right now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No, you don't need this disease, not right now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Editors::Bullets::The Back Room::2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-114017698114191716?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/114017698114191716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=114017698114191716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/114017698114191716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/114017698114191716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2006/02/if-something-has-to-change-then-it.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I need to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I need to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I need to sleep&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Why won' t you let me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Pavement::Fillmore Jive::Crooked Rain, Crooked Rain::1994 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-113829617101375249?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/113829617101375249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I heard it from a friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The Revolution never happened&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sigh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;A little die&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No more a child&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Goodbye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Clap Your Hands Say Yeah::Over and Over Again (Lost and Found)::Clap Your Hands Say Yeah::2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-113769442689746981?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/113769442689746981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=113769442689746981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/113769442689746981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/113769442689746981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2006/01/i-heard-it-from-friend-revolution_19.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-113499282177155413</id><published>2005-12-19T03:44:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T03:58:37.400-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;..in quest' anno in cui non è successo nulla provate a chiudere gli occhi ed ascoltare &lt;a href="http://www.clapyourhandssayyeah.com/mp3/lostAndFound.mp3"&gt;questo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);" href="http://www.clapyourhandssayyeah.com/mp3/lostAndFound.mp3"&gt;&lt;questo&gt;&lt;/questo&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;. Il testo mi fa venire i brividi. Non succedeva da un po'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-113499282177155413?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/113499282177155413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=113499282177155413' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/113499282177155413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/113499282177155413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2005/12/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-113473306696228869</id><published>2005-12-16T03:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T03:37:46.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I'm movin' on up now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Gettin' out of the darkness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My light shines on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My light shines on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;My light shines on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Primal Scream::Movin' On Up::Screamadelica::1991&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-113473306696228869?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/113473306696228869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=113473306696228869' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/113473306696228869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/113473306696228869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2005/12/im-movin-on-up-now-gettin-out-of.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-113145076135052513</id><published>2005-11-08T03:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T03:39:43.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://media.neworderonline.com/video/rm/ceremony.rm"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;New Order::Ceremony::Video&gt;&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-113145076135052513?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/113145076135052513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=113145076135052513' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/113145076135052513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/113145076135052513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2005/11/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-112929508798968875</id><published>2005-10-14T06:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T06:04:47.990-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Cuéntame lo que ves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;¿Cómo es? Dime cómo es.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Quiero ir donde estás,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;llévame donde tu estás.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Dime que no es verdad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;dime que no irás más allá.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Donde tú quieres ir&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;sabes que yo no puedo estar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Los Planetas::Flotando Sobre Loscos::Unitad De Desplaziamento::2000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-112929508798968875?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-112774691506925872</id><published>2005-09-26T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T08:01:55.070-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E' certo un brivido averti qui con me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;In volo libero sugli anni andati ormai&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;E non è facile, dovresti credermi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Sentirti qui con me perchè tu non ci sei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mi piacerebbe sai, sentirti piangere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Anche una lacrima, per pochi attimi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Marlene Kuntz::Nuotando Nell'Aria::Catartica::1994&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-112774691506925872?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/112774691506925872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=112774691506925872' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/112774691506925872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/112774691506925872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2005/09/e-certo-un-brivido-averti-qui-con-me_26.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-112774591421871159</id><published>2005-09-26T07:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-26T07:45:14.230-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Though I have a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I’m too busy to be heartbroken&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;There’s a lot of things that need to be done&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Lord I have a broken heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Spirizualized::Broken Heart::Ladies And Gentlemen We Are Floating In Space::1997&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-112774591421871159?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/112774591421871159/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=112774591421871159' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/112774591421871159'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/112774591421871159'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2005/09/though-i-have-broken-heart-im-too-busy.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-112627957666304228</id><published>2005-09-09T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T08:26:16.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I want to hold the hand inside you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I want to take a breath that’s true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I look to you and I see nothing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I look to you to see the truth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mazzy Star::Fade Into You::So Tonight That I Might See::1993&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-112627957666304228?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/112627957666304228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=112627957666304228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/112627957666304228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/112627957666304228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2005/09/i-want-to-hold-hand-inside-you-i-want.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-112601693985834951</id><published>2005-09-06T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-06T07:28:59.863-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Does the body rule the mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Or does the mind rule the body?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;I dunno...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;The Smiths::Still Ill::The Smiths:1984&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-112601693985834951?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/112601693985834951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=112601693985834951' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/112601693985834951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/112601693985834951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2005/09/does-body-rule-mind-or-does-mind-rule.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-112559034111373479</id><published>2005-09-01T08:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T08:59:01.123-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Poor people gonna rise up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And get their share&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Poor people gonna rise up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And take what’s theirs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Tracy Chapman:Talkin' Bout A Revolution::Tracy Chapman:1988&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-112559034111373479?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/112559034111373479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=112559034111373479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/112559034111373479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/112559034111373479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2005/09/poor-people-gonna-rise-up-and-get.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-112489140645446927</id><published>2005-08-24T06:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-24T06:51:11.173-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;To the one true God above:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Here is my prayer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not the first you've heard, but the first I wrote&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Not the first, but the others were a long time ago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There are two people here, and I want you to kill them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Shellac::Prayer To God::1000 Hurts::2000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-112489140645446927?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/112489140645446927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=112489140645446927' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/112489140645446927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/112489140645446927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2005/08/to-one-true-god-above-here-is-my.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-112308567653756097</id><published>2005-08-03T09:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T09:16:46.653-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Well I wonder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Do you hear me when you sleep ?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I hoarsely cry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Please keep me in mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Please keep me in mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The Smiths::Well I Wonder::Meat Is Murder::1985&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-112308567653756097?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/112308567653756097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=112308567653756097' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/112308567653756097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/112308567653756097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2005/08/well-i-wonder-do-you-hear-me-when-you.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-112204848649298606</id><published>2005-07-22T09:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T09:08:06.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Nothing hurts you like the pain of someone you care about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;If I could take it all myself you know I sure would without a doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Come on baby stop your crying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Come on baby stop your crying now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Spiritualized::Stop Your Crying::Let It Come Down::2001&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-112204848649298606?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/112204848649298606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=112204848649298606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/112204848649298606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/112204848649298606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2005/07/nothing-hurts-you-like-pain-of-someone.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-112202959040511506</id><published>2005-07-22T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-22T08:56:18.683-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Stick it to them like a phoenix rise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;There's nothing grander than the big surprise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;They can't hurt you with their sticks and stones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;About time to take them right between the eyes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Garbage::Right Between The Eyes::Bleed Like Me::2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-112202959040511506?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/112202959040511506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=112202959040511506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/112202959040511506'/><link rel='self' 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arial;"&gt;Water - running down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Water - running down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;Codeine::Loss Leader::The White Birch::1994&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-112185398393655971?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/112185398393655971/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=112185398393655971' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/112185398393655971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/112185398393655971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2005/07/loss-leader-losing-sight-of-shore-cant.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-112168445647630643</id><published>2005-07-18T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T04:00:56.490-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt; Mikey was a little boy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He loved to watch the clouds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He was born to fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mikey joined the Navy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;His father was quite proud&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Mother never wanted it that way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;He got into the cockpit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;And rose up in the sky&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Set his sights on Beirut&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Then he let his missiles fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Boom boom!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Butthole Surfers::Jet Fighter::Weird Revolution::2001&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-112168445647630643?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/112168445647630643/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=112168445647630643' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/112168445647630643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/112168445647630643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2005/07/mikey-was-little-boy-he-loved-to-watch.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-112126649117863058</id><published>2005-07-13T07:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T07:55:56.826-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;Light up, light up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;as if you have a choice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;even if you cannot hear my voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"&gt;I'll be right  beside you dear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;Snow Patrol::Run::Final Straw::2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-112126649117863058?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/112126649117863058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=112126649117863058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/112126649117863058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/112126649117863058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2005/07/light-up-light-up-as-if-you-have.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-111946226235573630</id><published>2005-06-22T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T02:31:17.150-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Il problema con la musica&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-family:arial;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;di Steve Albini&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ogni volta che parlo con una band che sta per firmare un contratto con una etichetta major, finisco sempre per pensare a loro in un contesto particolare. Immagino un fossato, largo un metro e venti, profondo un metro e cinquanta e forse lungo sei metri, pieno di merda. Immagino queste persone, alcune delle quali buoni amici, alcune semplici conoscenze, da una parte di questo fossato. Immagino pure un lacchè dell’industria, senza volto, dall’altra parte del fossato, con in mano una stilografica ed un contratto che aspetta di essere firmato. Nessuno può vedere cosa ci sia scritto nel contratto. È troppo lontano ed inoltre la puzza della merda fa lacrimare gli occhi di tutti. Il lacchè urla a tutti che il primo a nuotare attraverso il fossato firmerà il contratto. Tutti si buttano nel fossato e cercano furiosamente di arrivare dall’altra parte. Due persone arrivano nello stesso momento ed iniziano a lottare spingendosi reciprocamente la testa nella merda. Alla fine uno dei due capitola, e rimane un solo contendente. Allunga la mano verso la penna, ma il lacchè gli dice “credo che tu ti debba fare le ossa ancora un po’, nuota di nuovo, per favore. Questa volta a dorso”. E lui ovviamente lo fa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I. A &amp; R Scouts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ogni etichetta major, coinvolta nella caccia di nuove bands, ha nello staff un uomo di alto profilo, un A&amp;amp;R che può presentare una faccia credibile ad ogni band con prospettive. Le iniziali stanno per “Artisti e Repertorio”, perché storicamente lo staff A&amp;R seleziona gli artisti per registrare la musica che hanno anche scelto. Questo avviene ancora anche se non apertamente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Questi tipi sono generalmente giovani (la stessa età della band presa di mira) ed al giorno d’oggi hanno sempre qualche ovvia credibilità underground da mostrare. Lyle Preslar, ex chitarrista dei Minor Threat, è uno di loro. Terry Tolkin, ex organizzatore indipendente di concerti a NY e manager assistant della Touch And Go è uno di loro. Al Smith, ex ingegnere del suono del CBGB è uno di loro. Mike Bitter, ex editore della fanzine XXX e collaboratore di Rip, Kerrang ed altri, è uno di loro. Molti dei noiosi stronzi che riempivano le radio dei college sono nelle loro file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ci sono molte ragioni per cui gli A&amp;amp;R sono sempre giovani. La spiegazione solitamente usata è che è che lo scout deve essere “hip” per la scena musicale corrente. Un motivo più importante è che le bands intuitivamente avranno più fiducia in uno come loro e che parla con entusiasmo delle stesse esperienze formative rock and roll. L’ A&amp;R è la prima persona ad avere contatto con la band, ed in quanto tale è il primo a promettere loro la luna. Chi meglio, per promettere loro la luna, di un tipo idealistico che si aspetta in pochi anni di fare carriera e che non ha esperienze precedenti con una grossa casa discografica. Cazzo, è un naive, un ingenuo, come la band che sta gabbando. Quando dice che nessuno interferirà nel loro processo creativo, probabilmente ci crede pure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Quando si siede al tavolo con la band la prima volta, davanti ad un piatto di pasta, può dire loro in tutta sincerità, che quando firmeranno per la compagnia X, di fatto firmeranno per lui, e lui è dalla loro parte.Vi ricordate quel concerto a cui vi ho visto nel 1985? Non ci siamo divertiti un casino? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ora tutte le rock band sono diventate abbastanza sagge da essere sospettose della feccia dell’industria musicale. C’è una caricatura convincente nella cultura popolare di un ex-hipster di mezza età, corpulento, che parla velocissimo usando un gergo datato, chiamando tutti ”baby”. Dopo avere incontrato il “loro” A&amp;amp;R, la band si dirà, e dirà a tutti, “non è per niente il classico tipo dell’industria discografica, è come uno di noi” E hanno ragione. Questo è proprio uno dei motivi per cui è stato incaricato. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A questi tipi A&amp;R non è permesso di scrivere contratti. Quello che fanno è presentare alla band una lettera di intenti o un promemoria, che vagamente definisce alcuni termini ed afferma che la band firmerà con l’etichetta quando ci si sarà messi d’accordo sul contratto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;La cosa più strana al riguardo di questo memo che sembra innocuo, è che, per tutti gli scopi legali, è un documento vincolante. Cioè, una volta che la band lo ha firmato, ha un obbligo di concludere l’affare con l’etichetta. Se l’etichetta presenta alla band un contratto che la band non vuole firmare, l’etichetta non ha che da aspettare. Ci sono centinaia di altre band che vogliono firmare lo stesso contratto, così l’etichetta è in una posizione di forza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Queste lettere di intenti non hanno mai una data di scadenza, così la band rimane legata alla lettera di intenti, fino a quando il contratto viene firmato, non importa quanto ci si metterà. La band non può firmare con altri e non può pubblicare il proprio materiale a meno che l’accordo non venga annullato, cosa che non succede mai. Non sbagliatevi, una volta che una band ha firmato una lettera di intenti, o firmeranno un contratto che piace all’etichetta, o verranno distrutti. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Una delle mie band favorite è stata tenuta ostaggio per almeno due anni da un furbo giovane “non è come uno di quelli delle etichette” sulla base di una tale lettera di intenti. Non rispettò alcuna delle promesse fatte (cosa che fece con effetto simile ad un’altra band ben conosciuta) e così la band voleva andarsene. Un’altra etichetta aveva manifestato interesse, ma quando all’A&amp;amp;R fu chiesto di liberare la band, disse che voleva denaro o punti percentuali, o possibilmente entrambi, prima di considerarlo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;La nuova etichetta aveva paura che il prezzo fosse troppo caro, e disse di no. In procinto di fare l’album di esordio, una band eccellente, umiliata, per lo stress e per i molti mesi di inattività, si sciolse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;II. C’è questa band&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C’è questa band. Non sono nulla di incredibile, ma sono anche abbastanza bravi, così hanno attirato un po’ di attenzione. Hanno firmato per una etichetta “indipendente” media, proprietà di una compagnia di distribuzione, e devono ancora due album alla etichetta. Vorrebbero firmare per una major, così potrebbero avere delle sicurezze, sapete, avere dei buoni strumenti, fare i tour in un bus decente, niente fronzoli, solo una piccola ricompensa per il loro duro lavoro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A quel punto hanno un manager. Conosce un po’ di gente delle etichette e potrebbe vendere il loro prossimo progetto alla gente giusta. Lui prende la sua percentuale, ma è solo il 15%, e se fa loro firmare un contratto, allora è denaro ben speso. In ogni caso a loro non costa nulla, se non funziona. Il 15% di niente non è molto!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un giorno uno scout A&amp;R li chiama, dice che li sta seguendo da un po’ e che quando il loro manager gli ha fatto il loro nome, ha fatto subito “click”. Perché non incontrarsi per parlare della possibilità di un contratto con la sua etichetta? Wow. È il momento di sfondare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Incontrano il tipo, e sapete cosa - non è quello che si sarebbero aspettati da un tipo di una etichetta. È giovane ed è vestito più o meno come la band. Conosce tutte le loro band preferite. È uno di loro. Dice che vuole provare a fare ottenere loro tutto quello che vogliono. Dice che tutto è possibile con l’atteggiamento giusto. Concludono la serata portando a casa una lettera di intenti, scritta e firmata al momento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il tipo A&amp;amp;R era pieno di grandi idee, ha parlato anche di usare un produttore di grido. Butch Vig è fuori discussione, pretende 100.000 dollari e tre punti percentuali, ma possono avere Don Fleming per 30.000 $ e tre punti percentuali. Se anche quello è un po’ troppo allora possono avere quel tipo che era nella band di David Letterman. Vuole solo i tre punti. O possono scegliere chi vogliono (tipo Warton Tiers forse, costa solo 5 o 7mila dolalri) e prendere Andy Fallace per remixare per 4mila a traccia più 2 punti. C’era molto a cui pensare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bene, a loro piace questo tipo ed hanno fiducia in lui. Inoltre hanno già firmato la lettera di intenti. Lui doveva avere intenzioni serie per voler firmare un contratto. Danno notizia alla loro etichetta attuale, ed il manager dice che vuole che abbiano successo, così hanno la sua benedizione. Lui ovviamente dovrà essere compensato, per gli album in contratto ancora da fare, ma lui stesso chiarirà tutto con la nuova etichetta. La Sub Pop ha fatto milioni vendendo i Nirvana e la Twin Tone non ha fatto male anche lei: 50mila per le Babes e 60 mila per i Poster Children - senza dover vendere un solo disco in più. Sarà qualcosa di modesto. Alla nuova etichetta non importa il prezzo, fin quando è recuperabile dalle royalties. Bene, ricevono il contratto finale e non è quello che si aspettavano. Immaginano che sia meglio andare sul sicuro e lo fanno vedere ad un avvocato, uno che dice di essere esperto di contratti del mondo dello spettacolo e lui trova qualche errore da correggere. Loro non sono ancora convinti, ma l’avvocato dice che ha visto molti contratti e che questo è piuttosto buono. Avranno molte royalties: 13% (meno 10% di deduzione packaging).Non erano i Buffalo Tom che prendevano solo 12% meno il 10%). Fa lo stesso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La vecchia etichetta vuole solo 50mila e nessun punto percentuale. Cazzo, la Sub Pop prese 3 punti quando lasciò andare i Nirvana. Hanno firmato per 4 anni, con opzione per ogni anno, per più di un milione di dollari! Solo l’anticipo per il primo anno è di 250mila $. Pensateci un attimo, un quarto di milione solo per essere una rock band! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il loro manager pensa che sia un grande affare specialmente per il grosso anticipo. Inoltre, lui conosce una casa di pubblicazioni che prenderà la band se avranno un contratto e anche questi daranno loro un anticipo di 20mila, così incasseranno anche questi soldi. Il manager dice che il settore del publishing è piuttosto misterioso e nessuno sa bene da dove arrivi il denaro, ma l’avvocato può dare uno sguardo al contratto. Cazzo, sono soldi regalati.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il loro booking agent è eccitato per il fatto che firmino per una major. Dice che possono incassare in media 1.000 o 2000 $ a sera da ora in poi. È abbastanza per giustificare un tour di cinque giorni la settimana e con una band di supporto, possono usare un vera crew, comprare degli strumenti adeguati ed avere addirittura un tour bus! I bus sono piuttosto costosi, ma se pensate al costo delle stanze d’albergo per tutta la band e la crew, è più o meno lo stesso costo. Alcune band come Therapy?, Sloan e Stereolab usano i bus in tour anche quando vengono pagati poche centinaia di dollari a notte e questo tour deve incassare alnemno 1.000 e 2.000 dollari a notte. Ne varrà la pena. La band sarà più a suo agio e suonerà meglio. L’agente dice che una band su una etichetta major può farsi pagare un anticipo da una società di merchandising sulle vendite delle t-shirts! Ridicolo! È una miniera d’oro! Che l’avvocato dia una letta anche al contratto di merchandising, giusto per andare sul sicuro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si ubriacano al party per la firma del contratto. Vengono scattate polaroids e tutti sono eccitati. L’etichetta è andata a prenderli con una limousine. Decidono di usare il produttore che era nella band di Letterman. Il tipo porta dei tecnici per accordare la batteria per loro e regolare amplificatori e chitarre. Ha pure fatto portare dei microfoni vintage. Ragazzi, come erano “caldi”. Ha portato pure un tipo per controllare le fasi di tutto l’equipaggiamento nella sala di controllo. Ragazzi, che professionista. Ha usato un po’ di equipaggiamento e alla fine erano tutti d’accordo che tutto suonava molto “punchy” e “caldo”.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tutto quel duro lavoro finalmente ha dato i suoi frutti. Con l’aiuto di un video, l’album è stato venduto come panini caldi. Hanno venduto 250mila copie!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Di seguito i conti che spiegano quanto siano fottuti: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Questi numeri sono rappresentativi di importi che appaiono quotidianamente in contratti discografici. Non c’è bisogno di manipolare i numeri per fare apparire male lo scenario, dal momento che gli esempi veri abbondano. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Anticipo:                                          $ 250.000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Percentuale del Manager:                    $ 37,500&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Avvocati:                                            $ 10,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Recording Budget:                             $ 150,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;   Anticipo produttore:                    $   50,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;   Spese Studio:                           $   52,500&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;   Drum. Amp, Mic and Phase "Doctors":        $    3,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Nastro per la registrazione                      $ 8,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Affitto attrezzature:                                $ 5,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Trasporti:                                              $ 5,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;   Pernottamenti durante lavoro in studio:  $ 10,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Catering:                                               $ 3,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Mastering:                                           $ 10,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;   Copie su nastro, reference CDs, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;   spedizione nastri, spese varie                         $    2,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Video budget:                                     $ 30,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; telecamere:                                          $ 8,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Crew:                                                   $ 5,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Processing e riversamenti                      $ 3,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Off-line:                                                $ 2,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; On-line editing:                                     $ 3,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Catering:                                              $ 1,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Palco e costruzioni:                              $ 3,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Copie, corrieri, trasporti:                        $ 2,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Costi del Director:                                 $ 3,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Album Artwork:                                     $ 5,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;   Foto promozionali&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; e copie                      $ 2,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Fondo Band:                                       $ 15,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Nuova batteria professionale:                  $ 5,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;   Nuove chitarre professionali[2]:                      $    3,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;   Nuovi ampli chitarra professionali [2]:      $    4,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Basso a forma di patata:                        $ 1,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;   Nuovo ampli per basso con lucette:              $    1,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Affitto sala prove:                                      $ 500&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Gran party per gli amici:                            $ 500&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Tour spese [5 settimane]:                     $ 50,875&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Bus:                                                   $ 25,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Crew [3]:                                               $ 7,500&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Cibo e per diems:                                  $ 7,875&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Carburante:                                           $ 3,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Beni di consumo:                                   $ 3,500&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Guardaroba:                                           $ 1,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Promotion:                                             $ 3,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Guadagno lordo del tour:                        $ 50,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Percentuale Agente:                                $ 7,500&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Percentuale Manager:                              $ 7,500&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Merchandising anticipo:                          $ 20,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Percentuale Manager:                              $ 3,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Parcella Avvocato:                                   $ 1,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Anticipo pubblicazione:                           $ 20,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Percentuale Manager:                               $ 3,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Parcella Avvocato:                                    $ 1,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;   Vendita dischi:            250,000 @ $12   =     $3,000,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;   Royalty di vendita all’ingrosso&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; [13% del 90% del dettaglio:                    $ 351,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; A detrazione anticipo:                            $ 250,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;   Percentuale produttore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; [3% meno $50,000 di anticipo]:                 $ 40,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Budget promozionale:                               $ 25,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Penale etichetta precedente:                     $ 50,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Royalty nette:                                         $ -14,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;   Entrate etichetta discografica:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;   Vendita dischi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;            $6.50 x 250,000 = $1,625,000  (entrata lorda)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Royalties Artisti:                                      $ 351,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Deficit dalle royalties:                                 $ 14,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;   Produzione, packaging e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; distribuzione @ $2.20 a disco:                  $ 550,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Profitto lordo:                                            $ 7l0,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   Il bilancio: questo è quanto ogni giocatore è stato pagato alla fine di     &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;   questo gioco:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Casa discografica:                                     $ 710,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Produttore:                                                  $ 90,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Manager:                                                     $ 51,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Studio:                                                        $ 52,500&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Etichetta precedente:                                   $ 50,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Agente:                                                         $ 7,500&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt; Avvocato:                                                     $ 12,000&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entrate nette per ogni membro band                $    4,031.25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;La band è ora ad un quarto del proprio percorso contrattuale, ha arricchito l’industria discografica di più di 3milioni di dollari ma è in perdita di 14.000 sulle royalties. I membri della band hanno guadagnato 1/3 di quello che avrebbero guadagnato lavorando da 7eleven (catena di supermercati NdT) ma hanno dovuto girare in un bus per un mese. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Il prossimo album sarà la stessa cosa con la differenza che l’etichetta insisterà che spendano più soldi su di esso. Da momento che il precedente non ha mai “recuperato” le spese, la band non si può opporre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Il prossimo tour ancora sarà la stessa cosa, a parte il fatto che l’anticipo per il merchandising sarà già stato pagato, e la band, piuttosto stranamente, non avrà guadagnato alcune royalties dalla vendita delle magliette. Probabilmente i tipi della vendita delle magliette avranno imparato a contare i soldi come i tipi della casa discografica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Alcuni dei vostri amici probabilmente sono già fottuti a tal punto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);font-size:85%;" &gt;*Questa è la traduzione di un articolo di Steve Albini ["The Problem With Music", dalla fanzine Maximum Rocknroll N.133].   La traduzione è a cura di LOR15.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arancidamoeba.com/mrr/problemwithmusic.html"&gt;La versione inglese&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-111946226235573630?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/111946226235573630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=111946226235573630' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/111946226235573630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/111946226235573630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2005/06/il-problema-con-la-musica-di-steve.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-111824311709637686</id><published>2005-06-08T07:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-08T08:11:42.323-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You're amazing, you're amazing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How many lines can you draw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How many lines can you break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How many lines can you connect&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How many tears can you upset&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How many histories can you forget&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;How many seasons can fly past&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;American Music Club::Love Connection NYC [Demo]::1984-1995::2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-111824311709637686?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/111824311709637686/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=111824311709637686' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/111824311709637686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/111824311709637686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2005/06/youre-amazing-youre-amazing-how-many.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-111806988488060062</id><published>2005-06-06T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-06T08:00:19.080-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;The Kills: No Wow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rubano un po’ da tutti. Dai Royal Trux l’estetica rovinata della dualità donna/uomo. Da PJ Harvey la tonalità di voce, che però dopo numerosi ascolti si dimentica. Dai White Stripes l’idea di fare dischi solo con chitarra voce e batteria. E poi c’è l’ hype costruito a tavolino, la mitologia della coppia, lui a Londra, lei negli Stati Uniti, i primi demo scambiati da una costa all’ altra dell’atlantico, la decisione di uno dei due per un biglietto di sola andata. L’amore forse. Ma se i White Stripes rielaborano il garage rock, The Kills riprendono la no-wave di Lydia Lunch e dintorni e in Love Is A Deserter pure le strutture dei Sonic Youth, soprattutto quando cantano ricalcando la linea melodica della chitarra, ma è solo un episodio del disco, il resto è blues minimale e sporco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stranamente il tutto però funziona, perché hanno le canzoni ed ai primi ascolti non ci si rende neppure conto della mancanza del basso e del fatto che oltre ad una drum machine, qualche overdub, la chitarra e la voce, non c’è nulla. Le canzoni funzionano malgrado i testi siano costruiti su poche frasi al limite del bullshitting, “this is no wow now”? .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il vero elemento caratterizzante è la chitarra, sempre al limite della distorsione ed è un piacere ascoltarla, è viva, graffia e ferisce, suonata con le corde stoppate, viene soffocata, addormentata, tormentata, poi esplode, sempre brutale ed ha sempre tutto lo spazio che vuole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In “Rodeo Town” sentiamo Patty Smith e la canzone si apre in un refrain melodico.&lt;br /&gt;In “Murdermile” è ancora la chitarra e quando Hotel cambia l’ accordo si sente il rumore delle dita che scorrono sulle corde, ed il giro ti entra dentro e qui sentiamo pure che non ci sono overdub, semplicemente Hotel suona più parti aiutato dai riverberi e per fortuna c’è una percussione à la Yo La Tengo a tenere insieme il tutto. Per tutto il disco i discostamenti dalla linea percussiva danno al tutto un senso di incompiuto ma anche di vero e reale; sembra ci stia suonando sopra in questo preciso istante e che come per miracolo riesca sempre a riprendere la battuta. Ci sono due versioni di “I Hate The Way You Love, ovvero la parte II è un reprise lento ed inesorabile della prima parte ma attaccato lì di seguito senza pensarci troppo . Chiude “Ticket Man”, VV sola al pianoforte e tre note suonate con un solo dito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A questo secondo disco è pure allegato un dvd che ce li mostra in tour. La timidezza di VV che si nasconde sempre sotto la frangetta e parla sempre con un filo di voce e che si trasforma solo sul palco, le pose di Hotel, troppo sovrappeso per essere veramente “rovinato”, i suoi occhiali griffati, di quelli enormi con i quali vuole sembrare un Martin Rev o un Alan Vega, la serietà affettata con cui ci raccontano le loro vicende per la verità banali, le riprese fatte di nascosto mentre vanno a pagare una multa presa su qualche Route 66, tutte le sigarette e i posacenere pieni oh yeah…rock’n’roll…ma proprio queste cadute di coolness in qualche maniera ce li fanno sentire veri, come il loro disco. Maybe they just try too hard.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-111806988488060062?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/111806988488060062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=111806988488060062' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/111806988488060062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/111806988488060062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2005/06/kills-no-wow-rubano-un-po-da-tutti.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-111598148378672369</id><published>2005-05-13T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-06-01T08:06:08.216-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;NIN: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;WITH_TEETH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;L’album precedente, “The Fragile“, era fragile soprattutto per la concezione, il concept: la musica fatta coi campioni, a meno che non sia ambient, deve essere breve, e se si dilata il tempo delle singole canzoni, si perde in una forma non sua, non avendo i campioni le modulazioni e variazioni naturali degli strumenti analogici, e annoiandoci noi molto presto con tutto quello che supera di troppo i quattro minuti. Il risultato, nel caso di “The Fragile” era stato un album dispersivo, già ad ogni apertura del digipack ci si trovava di fronte al dilemma se mettere il cd right oppure quello left. A livello dei testi nessun hook che ti agganciava, il tutto mancava di definizione. E mancava l’ anima pop di Reznor, quella che tanto si vedeva in “Pretty Hate Machine”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qui un ritorno alle origini, alla melodia, seppure supportata e annegata dai suoni distorti, che questa volta grazie alla produzione di Alan Moulder ( ricordate i Curve di Toni Hallyday e Dean Garcia?) scavano nelle frequenze basse, come mai avevano fatto prima. Ed è finalmente di nuovo introspettivo e delicato nelle intro, le esplosioni di rabbia ci sono ma sono funzionali al pezzo e non fini a se stesse. Dinamica. E Reznor finalmente ci racconta di cose a cui possiamo fare riferimento, le tematiche esistenziali vengono esplicitate in maniera lineare e comprensibile senza rifarsi a metafore più o meno interpretabili, ce ne possiamo appropriare, senza sforzo. Musica pop, per come la intendiamo noi. “Penso che avevo una voce, ora non emetto neppure un suono, faccio quello che mi dicono” (Every Day Is Exactly The Same). È la disillusione della maturità. “ A volte credo di essere felice, a volte pretendo ancora, mi perderò ancora”, mentre il basso sale e scende in un rollecoaster che ti sbatte qui e là. È finalmente, rispetto a “The Fragile”, si rimane attaccati a una canzone che si continua ad ascoltare e quando per sbaglio si finisce su un’ altra traccia, si rimane attaccati a quella. “Love Is Not Enough” e il suo basso industrial che va in risonanza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando sembra tornare al muro di rabbia come in “ You Know Who You Are” mentre il basso subsonico si contorce su se stesso, a metà canzone ferma tutto per metterci una sequenza al primo ascolto improbabile, e quando entrano i campioni di chitarra siamo per un momento nella “bella macchina dell’ odio” (“in the end you can’t change anything”).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;È un disco fatto pure di vuoti, le canzoni presentano molto spazio fra la batteria che ha sempre il tempo di annunciare il suo pattern per un paio di battute ed il basso che ci costruisce sopra, mentre nella stanza a fianco una melodia di chitarre sul limite del feedback si ripete all’infinito, appena accennata e abrasiva. “Non sai quanto ci ho provato, e sono ancora dentro di te”(Home). Le canzoni non sono riempite all’ inverosimile in ogni banda di frequenza. Oppure l’elettronica sparsa della canzone di apertura, “All The Love In The Word” nella chiusura della quale Reznor è morbido come non mai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In “The Collector” il chorus è melodico à la Hüsker Dü, che di più non si può, anche se arriva in una canzone spezzata che procede a scatti. "I’m trying not to choke and swallow it all”. Delusi i rumoristi puri, ed i fan dei concept albums lunghissimi e per questo presuntamente profondi, contenti noi. E c’è più disperazione in due note delicate che in un muro di chitarre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dovrebbe esserci pure una versione del disco mixata in dolby surround 5.1, che saremmo molto curiosi di ascoltare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-111598148378672369?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/111598148378672369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=111598148378672369' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/111598148378672369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/111598148378672369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2005/05/nin-withteethlalbum-precedente-fragile.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-111589528150266480</id><published>2005-05-12T03:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T03:56:08.276-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I think I used to have a voice&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Now I never make a sound&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I just do what I've been told&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;NIN::Every Day Is Exactly The Same::With_Teeth::2005&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-111589528150266480?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/111589528150266480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=111589528150266480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/111589528150266480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/111589528150266480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-think-i-used-to-have-voice-now-i.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-111589324995646487</id><published>2005-05-12T03:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T03:45:41.480-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I should have seen this shit coming down the hall&lt;br /&gt;Every night I spent in that bed with you facing the wall&lt;br /&gt;If I could have only once heard you scream&lt;br /&gt;To feel you were alive&lt;br /&gt;Instead of watching you abandoning yourself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;Afghan Whigs::When We Two Parted::Gentlemen::1993&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-111589324995646487?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/111589324995646487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=111589324995646487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/111589324995646487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/111589324995646487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2005/05/i-should-have-seen-this-shit-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-12820577.post-111583017910173390</id><published>2005-05-11T09:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-12T03:46:28.003-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The sign that leads the way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;The path we can not take&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;You've caught me at a bad time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;So why don't you piss off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;New Order::Your Silent Face::Power Corruption &amp;amp; Lies::1983&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/12820577-111583017910173390?l=lor15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/feeds/111583017910173390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=12820577&amp;postID=111583017910173390' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/111583017910173390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/12820577/posts/default/111583017910173390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lor15.blogspot.com/2005/05/sign-that-leads-way-path-we-can-not.html' title=''/><author><name>LOR15</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/05420747247516291737</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
