Monday, April 12, 2010

Mens Leopard Vest Like Ferris Bueller

a Mr. G on stage [and other things]

Assuming that my mental state is ultimately quite weak, that you can 'rassumere in:
Two hours of art history.
Example: "[...]
And then, boys, well ... Caravaggio was even heterosexual (emphatically) ! Ie! He was going to be with men than with women!
[...]" (pearls of wisdom of the professor of art, talking about Caravaggio)

And five minutes to transcribe past (not translated) a song with words that seem to be a random set (" Fall , get well, I call, come back here literally, what?). However

way to happier topics, such as Blacks Marcorè.

Well, having gone to see him on stage (March 25, in Milan) I had to blather on (yes, it's like an obligation towards my side of my graforroico). Even if my memory serves me heavily, and then write the main things / in case I can think of ...

trying to say that random songs did, I can not comment at all "xD
The curtain rises on the scene and there are two pianos with two wonderful women (not only of appearance) who play beautifully and Marcorè the voiceover that begins with the first occurrence : Mr. G was born .
and describe the stage is difficult for me, but imagine for a moment the black walls, with windows and doors blocked by a newspaper, and the light comes from these sheets of newspaper on the floor. There is a door "closed" even in the right corner at the bottom, with the outline of Marcorè. It breaks the Marcorè singing, with the stage, which burns.
mean, I know I suck with descriptions, and my memory has rocketed, but the effect was "Oh . Yes "And what
sings well? It interprets what well? (Yes, I have a list of things that I never expected he could do, but you do realize that I know him: for a random old TV show, "A Fistful of books" and the two imitations made by Fazio ). And his remarkable attention to drunk in the first song xD. Following
Gear and I sincerely saddened I started to applaud and wish that they had finished the first pianist to play, stfu and The coat, with the wonderful women who made the second entries and a third off. But I can not stand here and repeat that every song is good Marcorè to act and that those two were great, but do as if you were doing.
Now take a stool and places it in the middle of the stage. And a guitar fall from the sky (ok, tied by a thread, but come on, it was a ridiculous scene *_*). And he takes the mica. E. .. I did not know he knew play the guitar like that, so I dissolved during There is an air listening to him on guitar and vocals and started to worship them. It
Marcorè The smell that takes off his jacket and lie on the floor, pretending to make love was epic, but much (and the best of erotic! Marcorè to come: look:).
the end of this song from a port yet "sealed" on the right are basically thrown into a table and a club scene, that the raft of A dream in two stages , almost scary. Then part Ship , which was scenically one of my favorites. The narcissus
was fun, especially the self! Palpeggiante! Marcorè.
When I am capable of loving and The dilemma were affected. In
You can ' he was playing with the pieces of paper (this can be sexy, eh) and went to contario tapping the piano keys while she was playing (xD). This song was the first where I noticed some big changes to the text, such as saying "we say what we think about who we like and we also have reason" (as in the theater then there is the mica par condicio \u0026lt;3). A
I do not feel Italian are dead-again-and tri-handkerchief was a brilliant stuff (to clarify, there sneezing into song at the end). The song Where did I put was tragic because the chair he was sitting on began to rise, more and more and I was afraid it went down, lol.
At the end of the dropped frames with the pictures that were just glimpses of blue sky and clouds, and the last song was If there was a man .

Notes to the side: the two women were beautiful and Silvia Cucchi Vicky Schaetzinger , if interested, and the latter was mainly because in a couple of songs accompanied by accordion , but also 'one with the guitar and viola / cello *___*. Yes these two have met Marcorè more successful. (In fact, when the applause came out to a tremendous chaos and xD Marcorè ago: " Vicky's Ultra: D "), then he did, I do not know at what point, even the monologue L ' equation, that was my soundtrack while I was studying this summer to recover and we are fond of mathematics xD, I liked the arrangements ( piano, guitar, accordion ...* melts *); at one point and comes from the usual door-to-right, a giant rat (the companion party Marcorè xD) and during someone from outside the final farewell scene did bow himself (let us adore him).
I also regret to say, but Marcorè had something that did not convince me in the stage presence ... at times it was perfect, but sometimes it was as if he lost, but it should be '\u0026lt;/ criticisms> the show was wonderful and the nicest thing was a (w) (and yes, I know which probably makes him every time, but who cares?).

Okay, I tried to make and, in addition to the usual casino, I did the usual long-winded and pointless post, thank goodness there are cuts

~ PS: I dedicate fully Laura ( [info] kuroi_nezu ), details about erotic! Marcorè are all for you xD.

Sunday, April 4, 2010

Can You Bring A Bong On An Airplane

Passions crazy lately

Very well, I can officially say that you have the brain in jelly. After an entire afternoon spent between wild passions newborn (read: fan fiction Sherlock Holmes and the dear Rob and Judes sbav * *) and almost 3 hours of continuous play of "All The Right Moves" by One Republic * ç * (I I'm in love this morning, after watching the video ... poor me ... but the video is great, sisi u_u), we can, waste, useless even for the environment. Yeah, I could become fertilizer for strawberries in the garden of my grandmother, but even they are so useful that I'm stoned * drools while writing relentlessly personal image, even burning the last remaining neurons *.
Sisi, Jelly Cat u_u Indeed, not even that, shoo shoo * hunting * ill cats go away hungry, there's nothing for you today!
adding the icing ... no, better strawberry, I like most UU
Well, adding the strawberry on the cake, I have a vague half-joke that I began on the PC (of course begun this afternoon, to be so great that idiocy could not fall out of something of evil, no?), obviously Scorpius / Rose * launches series of insults to fan fiction Scorpius / Lily * What chills that make me these two are simply incompatible, if the dear aunt Rowling wrote the epilogue in a certain way there is a reason ... or at least I hope ... if not centuries and centuries of Rose / Scorpius should be down the drain ç______ç
Bon, said enough nonsense for tonight * nods * more than convinced of what I have already vented high enough, it's time to go to sleep! ...
Nope, too soon ...
Oh, I'm already making bad (neuroo arrival) and I have yet to begin those small little things (are we kidding?! Will be at least twenty pages of diary pieneee Ok, maybe not twenty, but two good sisi) calls homework "Vacation" yes, really, just holidays are -.-''
Vabbuò, I'll still gazing personal image * * CCCC