<?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-26729798</id><updated>2011-12-31T18:17:58.937+01:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty in pink</title><subtitle type='html'>gina dina diaries</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>la fille de poche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390441813754399073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xMUmexkMiGU/R6YCqChAJEI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jScsu4b-gCs/S220/n1547970151_30133420_8681.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>20</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26729798.post-5318109020908010704</id><published>2009-04-11T00:55:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T01:09:56.386+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Maria Taylor - Time Lapse Lifeline... ovvero da Gina Dina a Gina T.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Ho abbandonato questo blog, neanch'io so come... Ed eccomi che in punta di piedi ci torno, già l'ho sostituito in questi anni con i video postati su facebook, ma non sono la stessa cosa... e poi diciamolo ci tengo troppo a un blog che fa un chiaro riferimento a uno dei miei film preferiti. Nel frattempo la mia ginella, gina dina è morta... è stata sostituita da un ipod classic da 80gb perdendo anche tutta la sua colorita verve, ma anche se argentata fuori dentro rimane &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;rosa&lt;/span&gt;. Rosa come il colore di una delle protagoniste di questo video che ho deciso di postare e che segna la rinascita di Bella in Rosa. Questa piccola opera d'arte della storia dei video musicali, un concept idiota, ma geniale vede protagonista una cantante che amo molto e che ho già postato: &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/mariataylor"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Maria Taylor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Questo singolo preannuncia il suo prossimo album, nel video diretto &lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;da &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alantannersvideos.com/"&gt;Alan Tanner&lt;/a&gt;. Il gruppo di folli vixen è composto da Brett Anderson delle Donnas, Neely Jenkings delle Tilly and The Wall e l'attrice-cantante Morgan Nagler. è inutile dire che io sono quella con il vestito rosa. La canzone parla di come la vita possa cambiare da un momento all'altro e il titolo si rifa a una tecnica cine&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;matografica. Ecco a voi &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Time&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;Lapse Lifeline &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;"  &gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;font-size:85%;" id="slly"  &gt;I'm keeping up, keeping up with the time lapse lifeline&lt;br /&gt;And they can run they can run from the farm to the last ride&lt;br /&gt;And we can hear we can hear the first beat to the flat line&lt;br /&gt;I'm keeping up, keeping up with the time lapse lifeline&lt;br /&gt;And once it's done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we dream a life&lt;br /&gt;It was just like that, was like that&lt;br /&gt;And just like that, and just like that it's done&lt;br /&gt;Oh we dream a life&lt;br /&gt;It was just like that, was like that&lt;br /&gt;And just like that, and just like that it's done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get up I get up&lt;br /&gt;Stop, fast-forward, rewind&lt;br /&gt;And watch the sun watch the moon taking turns in the same sky&lt;br /&gt;And you were dead as the leaves now you're new like the spring-time&lt;br /&gt;I get up I get up&lt;br /&gt;Stop, fast-forward, rewind&lt;br /&gt;And once it's done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we dream a life&lt;br /&gt;It was just like that, was like that&lt;br /&gt;And just like that, and just like that it's done&lt;br /&gt;Oh we dream a life&lt;br /&gt;It was just like that, was like that&lt;br /&gt;And just like that, and just like that it's done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still we stand with the help of a steady hand&lt;br /&gt;Capture images of boy and man&lt;br /&gt;Till it's done&lt;br /&gt;And 7 years combined is just a flicker of neon sign&lt;br /&gt;Little negative of hopes replayed&lt;br /&gt;Till they're done, oh they're done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh we dream a life&lt;br /&gt;It was just like, was like that&lt;br /&gt;And just like that, and just like that it's done&lt;br /&gt;Oh we dream a life&lt;br /&gt;It was just like, was like that&lt;br /&gt;And just like that, and just like that it's done"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qvFALSUopFE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qvFALSUopFE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&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/26729798-5318109020908010704?l=bellainrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/5318109020908010704/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26729798&amp;postID=5318109020908010704&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/5318109020908010704'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/5318109020908010704'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/2009/04/maria-taylor-time-lapse-lifeline-ovvero.html' title='Maria Taylor - Time Lapse Lifeline... ovvero da Gina Dina a Gina T.'/><author><name>la fille de poche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390441813754399073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' 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delle prime 30 canzoni, indipendentemente da quanto sia imbarazzante la canzone...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;color:red;"  &gt;Passo 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;:  Fai indovinare da chi legge il post di quale canzone si tratti e quale sia l'artista&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;color:red;"  &gt;Passo 4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;: Evidenzia e rivela pubblicamente la canzone una volta che è stata indovinata&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;color:red;"  &gt;Passo 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;font-size:78%;" &gt;: Cercare su google o su qualsiasi altro motore di ricerca equivale a barare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="margin-left: 18pt;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol  style="margin-top: 0cm;font-family:verdana;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I know were just like old friends&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Are these times contagious&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Celles qui ont vu trois fois Rain Man&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Dici che i tuoi fiori&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Voulez vous&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Oh, make me over&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Here is a song from the wrong side of town&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Me llaman caye&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Sometimes the river flows but nothing breathes&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;You are the latest contender&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Keep bangin' on the wall&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Als es passierte&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Back down&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tu commenças ta vie&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Take me out tonight&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I 'm trying not to stare, it's too late&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Fools in love, well are there any other kind      of lovers?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A Salvation Army band played&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Birds flying high you know how I feel&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Tough, you think you've got the stuff&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I sit and wait&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Rows of houses, all bearing down on me&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;D'inverno il sole stanco&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Wake from your sleep&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and so left to hurt, and now you feel fooled&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The soldier came knocking upon the queen's      door&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Everyday is so wonderful&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Don't see me from a distance&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The wild boys are calling&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I fell in love again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Attendo le vostre risposte numerose.....bacini, gina dina - lfdp&lt;br /&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/26729798-1665815887206535045?l=bellainrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/1665815887206535045/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26729798&amp;postID=1665815887206535045&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/1665815887206535045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/1665815887206535045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/2007/04/test_06.html' title='the test'/><author><name>la fille de poche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390441813754399073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xMUmexkMiGU/R6YCqChAJEI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jScsu4b-gCs/S220/n1547970151_30133420_8681.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26729798.post-116881923175559709</id><published>2007-01-15T00:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T01:02:28.496+01:00</updated><title type='text'>por una cabeza</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;gina dina è tornata dal suo primo viaggio oltreoceano e per suggellare questo momento vi regala una canzone di quella terra, avete forse ascoltato questa canzone in una versione strumentale in un famoso &lt;a href="www.imdb.com/title/tt0105323/"&gt;film&lt;/a&gt;, in cui un cieco e scorbutico al pacino fa ballare su queste note un'attonita gabrielle anwar sotto gli occhi stupiti di chris o'donnel. si tratta di un tango del più grande e famoso compositore di tango &lt;a href="www.gardelweb.com/"&gt;carlos gardel&lt;/a&gt; ecco a voi: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;por una cabeza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Por una cabeza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;de un noble potrillo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;que justo en la raya&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;afloja al llegar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;y que al regresar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;parece decir:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;No olvidés, hermano,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;vos sabés, no hay que jugar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Por una cabeza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;metejón de un día&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;de aquella coqueta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;y burlona mujer,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;que al jurar sonriendo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;el amor que está mintiendo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;quema en una hoguera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;todo mi querer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Por una cabeza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;todas las locuras.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Su boca que besa,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;borra la tristeza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;calma la amargura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Por una cabeza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;si ella me olvida&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;qué importa perderme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;mil veces la vida,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;para qué vivir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Cuántos desengaños,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;por una cabeza.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Yo jugué mil veces,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;no vuelvo a insistir.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Pero si un mirar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;me hiere al pasar,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;sus labios de fuego&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;otra vez quiero besar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Basta de carreras,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;se acabó la timba.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;¡Un final reñido&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;ya no vuelvo a ver!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;Pero si algún pingo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;llega a ser fija el domingo,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;yo me juego entero.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;"&gt;¡Qué le voy a hacer..!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;su carlos gardel esiste da tempo una disputa fra gli argentini e gli uruguaiani sulla nazionalità effettiva del grande artista. ma non ci sono dubbi che se di tango si tratta la fille de poche e il suo ipod sono sicuri che si tratti di un argentino. il povero piccolo gardel morì in un incidente aereo nel 1935 e si dice che ancora oggi continui a cantare...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saluti,&lt;br /&gt;gina dina - lfdp&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AGrDh5OLS-M"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/AGrDh5OLS-M" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xMUmexkMiGU/R6YCqChAJEI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jScsu4b-gCs/S220/n1547970151_30133420_8681.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26729798.post-116687753387959945</id><published>2006-12-23T13:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-23T13:38:53.933+01:00</updated><title type='text'>everybody's free (to wear sunscreen)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;gina dina è tornata...o meglio è risorta...infatti l'altro giorno sembrava fosse morta, ma magicamente è risorta..la fille de poche è invece in partenza giusto il tempo di lasciarvi un monito di vita in versione video/audio...si tratta di &lt;strong&gt;everybody's free (to wear sunscreen)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt; Ladies and Gentlemen of the class of ’99&lt;br /&gt;If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be it.&lt;br /&gt;The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable than my own meandering experience…&lt;br /&gt;I will dispense this advice now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth;&lt;br /&gt;oh nevermind; you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.&lt;br /&gt;But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You’re not as fat as you imagine.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t worry about the future;&lt;br /&gt;or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum.&lt;br /&gt;The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that never crossed your worried mind;&lt;br /&gt;the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do one thing everyday that scares you&lt;br /&gt;Sing&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts,&lt;br /&gt;don’t put up with people who are reckless with yours.&lt;br /&gt;Floss&lt;br /&gt;Don’t waste your time on jealousy;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind…&lt;br /&gt;the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults;&lt;br /&gt;if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.&lt;br /&gt;Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.&lt;br /&gt;Stretch&lt;br /&gt;Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your life…&lt;br /&gt;the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives,&lt;br /&gt;some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get plenty of calcium.&lt;br /&gt;Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t,&lt;br /&gt;maybe you’ll have children, maybe you won’t,&lt;br /&gt;maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…&lt;br /&gt;what ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Enjoy your body, use it every way you can…&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Dance…even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.&lt;br /&gt;Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.&lt;br /&gt;Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.&lt;br /&gt;Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be nice to your siblings;&lt;br /&gt;they are the best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.&lt;br /&gt;Understand that friends come and go,&lt;br /&gt;but for the precious few you should hold on.&lt;br /&gt;Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard;&lt;br /&gt;live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.&lt;br /&gt;Travel.&lt;br /&gt;Accept certain inalienable truths, prices will rise, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;politicians will philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.&lt;br /&gt;Respect your elders.&lt;br /&gt;Don’t expect anyone else to support you.&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you have a trust fund,&lt;br /&gt;maybe you have a wealthy spouse;&lt;br /&gt;but you never know when either one might run out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t mess too much with your hair,&lt;br /&gt;or by the time you're 40, it will look 85.&lt;br /&gt;Be careful whose advice you buy, but, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;be patient with those who supply it.&lt;br /&gt;Advice is a form of nostalgia,&lt;br /&gt;dispensing it is a way of fishing the past from the disposal,&lt;br /&gt;wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.&lt;br /&gt;But trust me on the sunscreen…&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;l'autore di questa canzone-monito ricca di consigli da prendere al volo è il regista australiano &lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Baz_Luhrmann"&gt;baz luhrmann&lt;/a&gt;, sì quello di moulin rouge....ho conosciuto questa canzone in un viaggio a &lt;a href="http://www.londontown.com"&gt;londra&lt;/a&gt;....e mi sento di farla conoscere ai 4 angoli del globo...godetevela...e &lt;em&gt;please trust me on the sunscreen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;buon ascolto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;gina dina - lfdp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RCc_DlPxlAg"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RCc_DlPxlAg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/26729798-116687753387959945?l=bellainrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/116687753387959945/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26729798&amp;postID=116687753387959945&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/116687753387959945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/116687753387959945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/2006/12/everybodys-free-to-wear-sunscreen.html' title='everybody&apos;s free (to wear sunscreen)'/><author><name>la fille de poche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390441813754399073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xMUmexkMiGU/R6YCqChAJEI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jScsu4b-gCs/S220/n1547970151_30133420_8681.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26729798.post-116536464742521667</id><published>2006-12-06T01:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T01:37:51.463+01:00</updated><title type='text'>song beneath the song</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;son tornata...e da una settimana ho in testa questa canzone....allora è successo, come sempre mi accade guardando il trailer di una serie che adoro, già citata in &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/2006/07/chasing-cars.html#links"&gt;chasing cars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...bene risulta che ho scoperto questa canzone in un trailer...e questo mi ha portato a riscoprire la divina&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Maria_Taylor"&gt;maria&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; e la sua naschia enorme, già dedicatami durante un &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://iia.splinder.com"&gt;programma&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; radiofonico online che non esiste - ahimé - più. eccovi, maria è la sua &lt;strong&gt;song beneath the song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Cryptic words meander&lt;br /&gt;Now there is a song beneath the song&lt;br /&gt;One day you'll learn&lt;br /&gt;You'll soon discern its true meaning&lt;br /&gt;An interesting detachment&lt;br /&gt;A listless poem of love sincere&lt;br /&gt;Desire, despair&lt;br /&gt;Overlapping melodies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's not a love, it's not a love&lt;br /&gt;It's not a love, it's not a love song&lt;br /&gt;It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song&lt;br /&gt;It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh now the roots are reminiscing&lt;br /&gt;Recurring dreams of minor chords&lt;br /&gt;Metred time&lt;br /&gt;Muted chimes find the beat&lt;br /&gt;And in the pulse there lies conviction&lt;br /&gt;A steady push and pull routine&lt;br /&gt;The cymbals swell&lt;br /&gt;High notes flail into reach&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it's not a love, it's not a love&lt;br /&gt;It's not a love, it's not a love song&lt;br /&gt;It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song&lt;br /&gt;It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song&lt;br /&gt;It's not a love, it's not a love,It's not a love, it's not a love song&lt;br /&gt;It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song&lt;br /&gt;It's not a love, it's not a love, it's not a love song&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sul fantastico sito di youtube...ho scoperto il video di questa ragazza di baltimora, come l'orrido michael phelps, che faceva prima parte di un duo tutto al femminile le azure ray...che prometto di approfondire quanto prima..della canzone amo questo ritornello forse stupido e ripetitivo che ti entra dentro...maria ha all'attivo un cd dal titolo 11:11, adesso vi lascio al bel video di questa "canzone dietro la canzone", adoro il pezzo in cui le pseudo geishe si menano con gli pseudoombrelli...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buon ascolto e buona visione,&lt;br /&gt;gina dina aka lfdp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LX0AOWG9rik" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26729798-116536464742521667?l=bellainrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/116536464742521667/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26729798&amp;postID=116536464742521667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/116536464742521667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/116536464742521667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/2006/12/song-beneath-song.html' title='song beneath the song'/><author><name>la fille de poche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390441813754399073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xMUmexkMiGU/R6YCqChAJEI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jScsu4b-gCs/S220/n1547970151_30133420_8681.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26729798.post-116423480954573906</id><published>2006-11-22T23:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T01:38:34.130+01:00</updated><title type='text'>un día perfecto</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;carissimi...lo so manco da più di un mese...ma la tesi mi stava con il suo alitino sul collo...quindi la fille de poche e la gina hanno avuto altre priorità. beh, posso dirvi che musicalmente ho iniziato a drogarmi con due artisti consigliatimi tempo fa da due miei amici...mi riferisco al divino beirut e al fantastico sufjan stevens. ma oggi voglio consigliarvi una canzone in spagnolo, di un gruppo spagnolo che adoro...&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lahabitacionroja.com"&gt;la habitación roja&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...questa loro canzone è una di quelle che se le ascolti di prima di mattina...ti mette un'allegria allucinante...di quel tipo che se ti mette sotto un tram...hai sempre il sorriso sulle labbra...di quel tipo che nessun o nulla può toglierti...mi sono sentita così...con il sapore dell'aria mite come amélie quando faceva una buona azione quando ho consegnato la tesi...mi sento così quasi ogni giorno...lo so il testo a molti sembrerà impossibile...ma credetemi sulla fiducia la canzone è splendida...eccovi il mio "&lt;em&gt;día perfecto&lt;/em&gt;":&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Hoy es un día perfecto,&lt;br /&gt;lo ha dicho en la tele el hombre del tiempo,&lt;br /&gt;también lo dice el gobierno,&lt;br /&gt;días perfectos para gente perfecta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy es un día perfecto,&lt;br /&gt;la gente perfecta va a salvar el mundo,&lt;br /&gt;y su mundo es tan pequeño,&lt;br /&gt;mucho me temo que tú y yo no cabemos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy es un día perfecto,&lt;br /&gt;hoy es un día perfecto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy es un día perfecto&lt;br /&gt;para olvidar lo que duele un verano,&lt;br /&gt;así que apaga esa radio,&lt;br /&gt;gracias a Dios eso está en nuestras manos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy es un día perfecto&lt;br /&gt;para decir que te quiero sin miedo,&lt;br /&gt;para salir del armario&lt;br /&gt;te llames Rita o Juana de Arco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy es un día perfecto,&lt;br /&gt;hoy es un día perfecto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Las palabras se han gastado,&lt;br /&gt;los hechos se han oxidado,&lt;br /&gt;y los cielos han dejado&lt;br /&gt;de compadecernos, se han secado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunque ya no queden sombras&lt;br /&gt;seguiremos avanzando,&lt;br /&gt;el futuro será nuestro&lt;br /&gt;aunque no haya futuro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy es un día perfecto,&lt;br /&gt;hoy es un día perfecto,&lt;br /&gt;hoy es un día perfecto,&lt;br /&gt;hoy es un día perfecto,&lt;br /&gt;perfecto ...&lt;br /&gt;perfecto ...&lt;br /&gt;perfecto ...&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.es/mtv.es/artistas/article.jhtml?id=20001376"&gt;la habitación roja&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; si formano a valencia nel 1995 e da allora cambiano formazione, ma lasciando immutato il loro stile. sono attualmente prodotti dalla mushroow pillow...una storica casa discografica indipendente. nel 1998 il primo album omonimo, poi nel 2003 il cambio di formazione da 5 diventano 4, come il titolo del disco uscito in quell'anno, Jorge Martí, Pau Roca, Mark Greenwood e José Marco hanno fatto della melodia e della bellezza dei testi un cavallo di battaglia. e adesso godetevi il vostro giorno perfetto.....di questa canzone amo anche il video...semplicissimo....adoro in particolare il pezzo in cui si capisce che nonostante si tratti di un giorno perfetto...tanto perfetto mica è...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;buon ascolto e buona visione...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;gina dina aka lfdp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZUjLSVVKNnk" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26729798-116423480954573906?l=bellainrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/116423480954573906/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26729798&amp;postID=116423480954573906&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/116423480954573906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/116423480954573906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/2006/11/un-da-perfecto.html' title='un día perfecto'/><author><name>la fille de poche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390441813754399073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xMUmexkMiGU/R6YCqChAJEI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jScsu4b-gCs/S220/n1547970151_30133420_8681.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26729798.post-116000008553599650</id><published>2006-10-04T23:57:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T00:19:59.950+02:00</updated><title type='text'>coming in from the cold</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;come sempre manco da questo blog e dopo una canzone tristissima voglio offrirvi una speranza seppur lieve...con un gruppo inglese sconosciuto a molti che ahimè si è sciolto da un paio di anni loro sono i delgados e questa è: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;coming in from the cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Step inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;A better dream job you could never find&lt;br /&gt;A set of keys and bottles heaven wide&lt;br /&gt;Find yourself a seat and settle in for the ride &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Raise your glass&lt;br /&gt;We’re going to drink now till the summer’s past&lt;br /&gt;So bring the hats out we all need a laugh&lt;br /&gt;And let the neighbours talk then make sure you lose them&lt;br /&gt;We can&lt;br /&gt;Try for the right kind of life&lt;br /&gt;I only wish that you’d had a chance to decide&lt;br /&gt;Have a look around you there’s no-one there&lt;br /&gt;How can you call this fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Not to blame&lt;br /&gt;No-one’s telling you you’re not to blame&lt;br /&gt;Things around they just don’t feel the same&lt;br /&gt;And I don’t recognise this person that still remains&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Settle down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt;I really hope that you can settle down&lt;br /&gt;Take your tent and trailer out of town&lt;br /&gt;We’ll find a place to roam where you could escape to&lt;br /&gt;We can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Try for the right kind of life&lt;br /&gt;I only wish that you’d had a chance to decide&lt;br /&gt;Have a look around you there’s no-one there&lt;br /&gt;How can you call this fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Everybody’s waiting for the big surprise&lt;br /&gt;But nobody will notice when it does arrive&lt;br /&gt;So send it on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; Try for the right kind of life&lt;br /&gt;I only wish that you’d had a chance to decide&lt;br /&gt;Have a look around you there’s no-one there&lt;br /&gt;How can you call this fair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; We’re coming in from the cold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" &gt; And everybody’s searching for someone to hold&lt;br /&gt;Have a look around you there’s no-one there&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;How can you call this fair&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i &lt;a href="http://www.ondarock.it/Delgados.html"&gt;delgados&lt;/a&gt; si formano nella fredda glasgow e il riferimento al freddo clima scozzese non è fuori luogo visto che i quattro scozzesi - e nella fattispecie alun ed emma veri leader del gruppo - non hanno mai nascosto che le (spesso) malinconiche melodie delle loro canzoni derivano dalle lunghe giornate senza sole, tipiche del clima britannico.&lt;br /&gt;si formano nel 1994 e ahimè dieci anni dopo si sciolgono....regalano moltissime belle canzoni e sono da sempre legati per un'insana passione per il ciclismo...il nome del loro gruppo deriva da un ciclista spagnolo vincitore del tour de france nel 1988. in questa canzone c'è tutto: tristezza, speranza....&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and somebody to hold&lt;/span&gt; citando il testo...ho sempre amato questo video...lo trovo delicato e struggente...e poi rappresenta la metafora della vita....l'amore cercato e non voluto...e la tristezza di scaldarsi un pasto al microonde...è proprio il senso della vita....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buon ascolto e buona visione,&lt;br /&gt;gina dina aka la fille de poche&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2S7xD8hqRy4" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26729798-116000008553599650?l=bellainrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/116000008553599650/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26729798&amp;postID=116000008553599650&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/116000008553599650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/116000008553599650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/2006/10/coming-in-from-cold.html' title='coming in from the cold'/><author><name>la fille de poche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390441813754399073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xMUmexkMiGU/R6YCqChAJEI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jScsu4b-gCs/S220/n1547970151_30133420_8681.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26729798.post-115922256267843059</id><published>2006-09-25T23:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-10-05T00:20:11.686+02:00</updated><title type='text'>hurt</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;manco da un mese da questo blog...e bene ho scoperto un &lt;a href="http://www.vincentdelerm.com"&gt;artista francese&lt;/a&gt; da tenere d'occhio di cui vi parlerò a breve e ho risentito questa canzone bellissima...grazie a uno spot veramente benfatto...si tratta di una cover e sia gina che la fille le adorano, ma siamo di fronte a una cover che è meglio dell'originale a detta del suo stesso compositore: hurt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I hurt myself today&lt;br /&gt;to see if I still feel&lt;br /&gt;I focus on the pain&lt;br /&gt;the only thing that's real&lt;br /&gt;the needle tears a hole&lt;br /&gt;the old familiar sting&lt;br /&gt;try to kill it all away&lt;br /&gt;but I remember everything&lt;br /&gt;what have I become?&lt;br /&gt;my sweetest friend&lt;br /&gt;everyone I know &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;goes away in the end&lt;br /&gt;and you could have it all&lt;br /&gt;my empire of dirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will let you down&lt;br /&gt;I will make you hurt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wear this crown of thorns&lt;br /&gt;upon my liar's chair&lt;br /&gt;full of broken thoughts&lt;br /&gt;I cannot repair&lt;br /&gt;beneath the stains of time&lt;br /&gt;the feelings disappear&lt;br /&gt;you are someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I am still right here &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;w&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hat have I become?&lt;br /&gt;my sweetest friend&lt;br /&gt;everyone I know&lt;br /&gt;goes away in the end&lt;br /&gt;and you could have it all&lt;br /&gt;my empire of dirt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will let you down&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will make you hur&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;t &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I could start again&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;a million miles away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would keep myself&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I would find a way&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;la canzone è cantata da &lt;a href="http://www.johnnycash.com"&gt;johnny cash&lt;/a&gt;, vera e propria star della musica country americana uno che a 5 anni lavorava nelle piantagioni di cotone e che è diventato una pietra miliare nella storia della canzone americana. la sua carriera è stata caratterizzata anche da una lunga dipendenza dalla droga. la vita di questo cantante è stata rappresentata anche in un film "&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.walkthelinethemovie.com"&gt;walk the line&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;". questa canzone dicevamo è una cover dei nine inch nails che inizialmente non erano molto favorevoli a questo adattamento di uno dei loro pezzi più rappresentativi, ma poi pare che trent reznor si fosse convinto che questa versione era ancora più straziante dell'originale e ammise di essersi commosso guardando il video. il testo originale è stato modificato il verso "&lt;em&gt;i wear this crown of thorns&lt;/em&gt;" originalmente diceva "&lt;em&gt;i wear my crown of shit&lt;/em&gt;". la canzone originalmente concludeva un album "&lt;a href="www.ondarock.it/pietremiliari/downward.html"&gt;The Downward Spiral&lt;/a&gt;" in cui si trattava delle nefandezze di un personaggio di dubbio gusto...nella conclusiva hurt il personaggio oscuro, un ignavo, tirava le somme della sua vita. così johny ha fatto in quello che è stato l'ultimo singolo della sua carriera in un video toccante e commovente, e credetemi non sono parole usate a vanvera. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;buon ascolto e a questo punto buona visione,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;gina dina aka lfdp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SmVAWKfJ4Go" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26729798-115922256267843059?l=bellainrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/115922256267843059/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26729798&amp;postID=115922256267843059&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/115922256267843059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/115922256267843059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/2006/09/hurt.html' title='hurt'/><author><name>la fille de poche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390441813754399073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xMUmexkMiGU/R6YCqChAJEI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jScsu4b-gCs/S220/n1547970151_30133420_8681.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26729798.post-115680414756354128</id><published>2006-08-28T23:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T01:32:05.906+01:00</updated><title type='text'>caravane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;allora come consuetudine anche questa volta ho una bellissima canzone in testa....da tre giorni...data del rientro dalle mie tanto agognate vacanze...ho in testa, canticchio, mi commuovo, faccio conoscere questa canzone...dio benedica &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.fr"&gt;amazon&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;allora &lt;/span&gt;mi trovo a cercare un cd in questo sito fantastico e vedo una copertina di un cd francese che mi "chiama l'attenzione" ci clicco sopra e sentendo alcune canzoni sul suo sito decido che dovevo averlo...adesso è mio e vi regalo questa perla...già l'apprezzavo senza saperne il significato, ma grazie a &lt;a href="http://buon-vento.ilcannocchiale.it"&gt;vale&lt;/a&gt; e al buon intento di claudia ho capito cosa questo omino canti, madame et mounsier...&lt;strong&gt;Caravane&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Est-ce que j'en ai les larmes aux yeux&lt;br /&gt;Que nos mains ne tiennent plus ensemble&lt;br /&gt;Moi aussi je tremble un peu&lt;br /&gt;Est-ce que je ne vais plus attendre&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Est-ce qu'on va reprendre la route&lt;br /&gt;Est-ce que nous sommes proches de la nuit&lt;br /&gt;Est-ce que ce monde a le vertige&lt;br /&gt;Est-ce qu'on sera un jour puni&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Est-ce que je rampe comme un enfant&lt;br /&gt;Est-ce que je n'ai plus de chemise&lt;br /&gt;C'est le Bon Dieu qui nous fait&lt;br /&gt;C'est le Bon Dieu qui nous brise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Est-ce que rien ne peut arriver&lt;br /&gt;Puisqu'il faut qu'il y ait une justice&lt;br /&gt;Je suis né dans cette caravane&lt;br /&gt;Et nous partons allez viens&lt;br /&gt;Allez viens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allez viens&lt;br /&gt;Tu lu tu tu, tu lu tu tu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et parce que ma peau est la seule que j'ai&lt;br /&gt;Que bientôt mes os seront dans le vent&lt;br /&gt;Je suis né dans cette caravane&lt;br /&gt;Et nous partons allez viens&lt;br /&gt;Allez viens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allez viens&lt;br /&gt;Tu lu tu tu, tu lu tu tu...&lt;br /&gt;Allez viens&lt;br /&gt;Tu lu tu tu, tu lu tu tu&lt;/em&gt;..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;allora il compositore e il cantautore è un francesino adorabile che risponde al nome di &lt;a href="http://www.raphael.fm"&gt;raphaël&lt;/a&gt; e ha origine argentine e russe...è al suo terzo album e nonostante non abbia molta voce recupera questo gap con dei testi splendidi...la ragazza del video è l'attrice francese mélanie thierry che pare sia fidanzata con il nostro raffaelino...come ormai da tradizione vi faccio vedere - se ne vale la pena vi faccio vedere anche il video...anche in questo caso mi ha fatto venire i brividi, ma non so se per il riff di chitarra o per la canzone davvero bellissima. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/6e2vBhyMvo6UzhYY" width="425" height="334" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1hc8_raphael-caravane"&gt;Raphael Caravane&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/"&gt;Daily Motion&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26729798-115680414756354128?l=bellainrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/115680414756354128/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26729798&amp;postID=115680414756354128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/115680414756354128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/115680414756354128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/2006/08/caravane.html' title='caravane'/><author><name>la fille de poche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390441813754399073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xMUmexkMiGU/R6YCqChAJEI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jScsu4b-gCs/S220/n1547970151_30133420_8681.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26729798.post-115413089402979171</id><published>2006-07-29T01:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T00:35:23.576+02:00</updated><title type='text'>chasing cars</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;allora....è da un secolo che non scrivo, ma in questo periodo sono iper intrippata con 2 gruppi, anzi si può dire che quasi non ascolto altro....mi riferisco alle organ e agli snow patrol. le prime sono canadesi e bisex e sembrano siano possedute da morrissey. il secondo gruppo è stata una gradita riscoperta....li conoscevo per la bellissima Run e con questa canzone mi hanno riconquistato....è bellissima...si tratta di &lt;strong&gt;chasing cars&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We'll do it all&lt;br /&gt;Everything&lt;br /&gt;On our own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don't need&lt;br /&gt;Anything&lt;br /&gt;Or anyone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't quite know&lt;br /&gt;How to say &lt;br /&gt;How I feel&lt;br /&gt;Those three words&lt;br /&gt;Are said too much&lt;br /&gt;They're not enough&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;Forget what we're told&lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old&lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life&lt;br /&gt;Let's waste time&lt;br /&gt;Chasing cars&lt;br /&gt;Around our heads&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need your grace&lt;br /&gt;To remind me&lt;br /&gt;To find my own&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?&lt;br /&gt;Forget what we're told&lt;br /&gt;Before we get too old&lt;br /&gt;Show me a garden that's bursting into life&lt;br /&gt;All that I am&lt;br /&gt;All that I ever was&lt;br /&gt;Is here in your perfect eyes, they're all I can see&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where&lt;br /&gt;Confused about how as well&lt;br /&gt;Just know that these things will never change for us at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I lay here&lt;br /&gt;If I just lay here&lt;br /&gt;Would you lie with me and just forget the world?"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;la canzone è degli &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Snow_patrol"&gt;snow patrol&lt;/a&gt; un gruppo nordirlandese conosciuto a molti per la splendida run, a cui a breve dedicherò un post. Il gruppo si forma nei primi anni '90 a dundee, nella città scozzese dove i cinque studiavano.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Questa splendida e dolcissima canzone è stata inserita nell'ultima puntata di una serie che mi piace molto, anzi che amerei se non fosse per la protagonista principale meredith grey, appunto &lt;a href="http://www.greysanatomyonline.com"&gt;grey's anatomy&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;questa volta niente foto dei cantanti, ma vi stupisco con effetti speciali il video della canzone nella versione americana con alcune immagini tratte dalla suddetta serie...è fatto molto bene anche se potrebbe sembrare un semplice pout-pourri...a me ha fatto venire i brividi...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;salutini,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;la fille de poche a.k.a. gina dina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NNZV2C5bpmA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NNZV2C5bpmA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&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/26729798-115413089402979171?l=bellainrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/115413089402979171/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26729798&amp;postID=115413089402979171&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/115413089402979171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/115413089402979171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/2006/07/chasing-cars.html' title='chasing cars'/><author><name>la fille de poche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390441813754399073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xMUmexkMiGU/R6YCqChAJEI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jScsu4b-gCs/S220/n1547970151_30133420_8681.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26729798.post-115015225812538911</id><published>2006-06-13T00:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-03-04T12:02:59.864+01:00</updated><title type='text'>in your eyes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;ho scoperto questa canzone relativamente tardi...nel senso che in un sonnecchiante lunedì orfana di lost guardavo uno splendido programma su mtv, dove facevano vedere che fine avessero fatto alcuni teenager stelle degli anni '80. fra questi c'era ione skye protagonista femminile di "say anything"...questa canzone è la canzone della storia d'amore fra lei e il mitico lloyd dobler, che dopo che lei - la ragazza più ricca-più intelligente-più bella della scuola - lo lascia regalandogli una penna...e lui la ricambia così, all'alba va sotto casa sua e con uno stereo gigante le dichiara il suo amore a non sapendo come farlo affida tutto al fido peter gabriel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;em&gt;"Love, I get so lost, sometimes&lt;br /&gt;days pass and this emptiness fills my heart,&lt;br /&gt;when I want to run away&lt;br /&gt;I drive off in my car,&lt;br /&gt;but whichever way I go&lt;br /&gt;I come back to the place you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All my instincts, they return&lt;br /&gt;and the grand facade,&lt;br /&gt;so soon will burn without a noise,&lt;br /&gt;without my pride&lt;br /&gt;I reach out from the inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes&lt;br /&gt;the light, the heat,&lt;br /&gt;in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I am complete,&lt;br /&gt;in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see the doorway to a thousand churches,&lt;br /&gt;in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;the resolution of all the fruitless searches,&lt;br /&gt;in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see the light and the heat,&lt;br /&gt;in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;oh, I want to be that complete,&lt;br /&gt;I want to touch the light,&lt;br /&gt;the heat I see in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, I don’t like to see so much pain,&lt;br /&gt;so much wasted and this moment keeps slipping away,&lt;br /&gt;I get so tired of working so hard for our survival,&lt;br /&gt;I look to the time with you to keep me awake and alive,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all my instincts, they return,&lt;br /&gt;and the grand facade, so soon will burn&lt;br /&gt;without a noise, without my pride&lt;br /&gt;I reach out from the inside.&lt;br /&gt;In your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;the light, the heat,&lt;br /&gt;in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I am complete,&lt;br /&gt;in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see the doorway to a thousand churches,&lt;br /&gt;in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;the resolution of all the fruitless searches,&lt;br /&gt;in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;I see the light and the heat,&lt;br /&gt;in your eyes&lt;br /&gt;oh, I want to be that complete,&lt;br /&gt;I want to touch the light,&lt;br /&gt;the heat I see in your eyes&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;dobbiamo quest'opera a &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Peter_Gabriel"&gt;peter gabriel&lt;/a&gt;, leader carismatico dei genesis, che nel 1986 inserisce questa canzone nel cd "so". forse il più commerciale dei suoi cd e comunque un cd mooolto anni '80. adoro questa canzone perché è bastata sentirla e anche se avevo visto il film anni fa...la scena "mitica" è tornata alla mente....anche se inizialmente gabriel non voleva che si usasse nel film, alla fine ne rilasciò i diritti convertendo quella scena romantica in una delle più citate, più famose e ricordate nella storia del cinema....in lloyd debler we trust!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gagarinreport.com/images/lloyd.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;********************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all'epoca della stesura del post non era ancora presente su youtube la scena incriminata, meglio di mille foto - come quella di cusack con boombox che c'era qui - eccovi lloyd dobler....get lloyd doblerized!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;Saluti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;buon ascolto e buona visione,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"  &gt;gina dina - lfdp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M_J-lxK8uCY"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M_J-lxK8uCY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26729798-115015225812538911?l=bellainrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/115015225812538911/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26729798&amp;postID=115015225812538911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/115015225812538911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/115015225812538911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/2006/06/in-your-eyes.html' title='in your eyes'/><author><name>la fille de poche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390441813754399073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xMUmexkMiGU/R6YCqChAJEI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jScsu4b-gCs/S220/n1547970151_30133420_8681.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26729798.post-114833800648796490</id><published>2006-05-22T23:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T11:20:42.066+02:00</updated><title type='text'>rubber ring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;come tutte le altre questa canzone è stata una vera folgorazione, ma in questo caso è differente. la prima volta che l'ho sentito che l'avrei potuta ascoltare fino alla fine dei miei giorni. sarà per la voce di morrissey, per il testo, per il la la la che ti entra in testa, per il messaggio, ma so che la potrei sentire fino alla fine dei miei giorni: aggrappatevi anche voi a &lt;strong&gt;rubber ring&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;A sad fact widely known&lt;br /&gt;The most impassionate song&lt;br /&gt;To a lonely soul&lt;br /&gt;Is so easily outgrown&lt;br /&gt;But don't forget the songs&lt;br /&gt;That made you smile&lt;br /&gt;And the songs that made you cry&lt;br /&gt;When you lay in awe&lt;br /&gt;On the bedroom floor&lt;br /&gt;And said : oh, oh, smother me mother...No ...&lt;br /&gt;Rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring&lt;br /&gt;La ...&lt;br /&gt;The passing of time&lt;br /&gt;And all of its crimes&lt;br /&gt;Is making me sad again&lt;br /&gt;The passing of time&lt;br /&gt;And all of its sickening crimes&lt;br /&gt;Is making me sad again&lt;br /&gt;But don't forget the songs&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That made you cry&lt;br /&gt;And the songs that saved your life&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you're older now&lt;br /&gt;And you're a clever swine&lt;br /&gt;But they were the only ones who ever stood by you&lt;br /&gt;The passing of time leaves empty lives&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to be filled (the passing ...)&lt;br /&gt;The passing of time&lt;br /&gt;Leaves empty lives&lt;br /&gt;Waiting to be filled&lt;br /&gt;I'm here with the cause&lt;br /&gt;I'm holding the torch&lt;br /&gt;In the corner of your room&lt;br /&gt;Can you hear me ?&lt;br /&gt;And when youre dancing and laughing&lt;br /&gt;And finally living&lt;br /&gt;Hear my voice in your head&lt;br /&gt;And think of me kindly&lt;br /&gt;No ...&lt;br /&gt;Rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring&lt;br /&gt;La ...No ...&lt;br /&gt;Rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring&lt;br /&gt;Do you&lt;br /&gt;Love me like you used to ?&lt;br /&gt;Oh ...Rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring, rubber ring&lt;br /&gt;La ...&lt;br /&gt;You're clever&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's clever nowadays&lt;br /&gt;You're clever&lt;br /&gt;Everybody's clever nowadays&lt;br /&gt;You are sleeping&lt;br /&gt;You do not want to believe&lt;br /&gt;You are sleeping&lt;br /&gt;You do not want to believe&lt;br /&gt;You are sleeping&lt;br /&gt;You do not want to believe&lt;br /&gt;You are sleeping&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;rubber ring significa salvagente e proprio questa canzone parla della missione salvifica della musica, quel mix di note accordi, voci e tutto ciò che viene propagato dalle divine onde. bene, come tutte e molte canzoni degli &lt;a href="http://www.askmeaskmeaskme.com"&gt;smiths&lt;/a&gt; rubber ring ha un significato e ti entra dentro. proprio come citano i &lt;a href="http://www.ondarock.it/Smiths.html"&gt;quattro di manchester&lt;/a&gt; (per la cronaca il chitarrista johnny marr, il cantante morrissey, il bassista andy rourke e il batterista mike joyce) nel testo, anche se sei "adulto" la musica continua a stare lì per appoggiarti, come una lampada ad olio accesa perché si ha paura del buio: quelle sette note e un pentagramma che vanno ben oltre questa sterile descrizione che ti fanno ballare come se nessuno ti stesse vedendo, che ti fanno cantare sotto la doccia, sotto la pioggia che ti fanno tenere il ritmo su un tubo sterile e contuso di un qualsiasi mezzo pubblico cittadino...quella musica ci salverà, come cantavano i mamas e i papas&lt;em&gt;: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Make_Your_Own_Kind_of_Music"&gt;&lt;em&gt;make your own kind of music&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;saluti, gina dina aka lfdp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.popboks.com/img/izarhive/smiths.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.popboks.com/img/izarhive/smiths.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26729798-114833800648796490?l=bellainrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/114833800648796490/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26729798&amp;postID=114833800648796490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/114833800648796490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/114833800648796490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/2006/05/rubber-ring.html' title='rubber ring'/><author><name>la fille de poche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390441813754399073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xMUmexkMiGU/R6YCqChAJEI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jScsu4b-gCs/S220/n1547970151_30133420_8681.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26729798.post-114816421024499266</id><published>2006-05-21T00:03:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-05-25T12:46:15.020+02:00</updated><title type='text'>new slang</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ho sentito questa canzone per la prima volta in un cd fatto da un amico....sentendo il cd l'ho trovata bella, e basta. la vera folgorazione è arrivata grazie alla colonna sonora di un flm che mi è piaciuto moltissimo: &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0333766/"&gt;garden state&lt;/a&gt;. nella scena in cui &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0000204/"&gt;natalie portman&lt;/a&gt; la faceva sentire a &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/name/nm0103785/"&gt;zach "jd" braff&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;. questa canzone è davvero bellissima e ha un riff iniziale davvero indimenticabile, beh basta chiacchiere: &lt;strong&gt;new slang&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Gold teeth and a curse for this town were all in my mouth.&lt;br /&gt;Only, i don't know how they got out, dear.&lt;br /&gt;Turn me back into the pet that i was when we met.&lt;br /&gt;I was happier then with no mind-set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you'd 'a took to me like&lt;br /&gt;A gull takes to the wind.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'd 'a jumped from my tree&lt;br /&gt;And i'd a danced like the king of the eyesores&lt;br /&gt;And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New slang when you notice the stripes, the dirt in your fries.&lt;br /&gt;Hope it's right when you die, old and bony.&lt;br /&gt;Dawn breaks like a bull through the hall,&lt;br /&gt;Never should have called&lt;br /&gt;But my head's to the wall and i'm lonely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you'd 'a took to me like&lt;br /&gt;A gull takes to the wind.&lt;br /&gt;Well, i'd 'a jumped from my tree&lt;br /&gt;And i'd a danced like the kind of the eyesores&lt;br /&gt;And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God speed all the bakers at dawn may they all cut their thumbs,&lt;br /&gt;And bleed into their buns 'till they melt away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking in on the good life i might be doomed never to find.&lt;br /&gt;Without a trust or flaming fields am i too dumb to refine?&lt;br /&gt;And if you'd 'a took to me like&lt;br /&gt;Well i'd a danced like the queen of the eyesores&lt;br /&gt;And the rest of our lives would 'a fared well&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;la canzone è degli &lt;a href="www.theshins.com"&gt;shins&lt;/a&gt;, un gruppo di alburqueque nel torrido new mexico composto da: james marcer (voce e chitarra), martin crandall (chitarra, tastiera e basso), dave hernandez (basso e chitarra) e jesse sandoval (batteria). mercer e sandoval facevano parte di un'altra band, i flake. i quattro lasciano il caldo new mexico per la piovosa seattle e qui con l'etichetta sub pop registrano il primo album dove questa canzone è contenuta. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/New_Slang"&gt;new slang&lt;/a&gt; è la canzone più famosa degli shins contenuta in due colonne sonore oltre che in garden state è contenuta nella soundtrack di scrubs, dove braff ha dato corpo e vita a jd. nonostante in un verso si sottolinei &lt;em&gt;dirt on your fries&lt;/em&gt; per ironia della sorte questa canzone è stata usata per unos spot di macdonald.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;saluti, gina dina . lfdp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5942/2800/1600/nu%20slang.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 323px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 197px" height="189" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5942/2800/320/nu%20slang.jpg" width="312" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You gotta hear this one song - it'll change your life."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26729798-114816421024499266?l=bellainrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/114816421024499266/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26729798&amp;postID=114816421024499266&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/114816421024499266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/114816421024499266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/2006/05/new-slang.html' title='new slang'/><author><name>la fille de poche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390441813754399073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xMUmexkMiGU/R6YCqChAJEI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jScsu4b-gCs/S220/n1547970151_30133420_8681.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26729798.post-114799342024357500</id><published>2006-05-19T00:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-08-31T11:23:26.863+02:00</updated><title type='text'>fix you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;dopo un periodo di lunga assenza e con ancora da smaltire una repentina discesa nel regno indie, vi propongo oggi una canzone alquanto scontata....chi mi conosce lo sa amo i &lt;a href="http://www.coldplay.com"&gt;coldplay&lt;/a&gt;, amo quei quattro magnifici ragazzuoli con quelle facce di cui ti puoi fidare...sono presenti in svariate versioni e mi hanno regalato delle canzoni che nel bene o nel male mi hanno accompagnato da quando sono rimasta folgorata dal video di the scientist e ho deciso di comprare tutti i loro cd...bene, l'ultima fatica non mi ha colpito in modo particolare, sì ci sono delle belle canzoni, bei testi, una crescita musicale, ma devo dire che a livello emozionale non mi ha toccato...tranne per una canzone, messa &lt;em&gt;ad hoc &lt;/em&gt;fra le prime canzoni. ecco a voi, &lt;strong&gt;fix you&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;"&lt;em&gt;When you try your best but you don't succeed&lt;br /&gt;When you get what you want but not what you need&lt;br /&gt;When you feel so tired but you can't sleep&lt;br /&gt;Stuck in reverse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the tears come streaming down your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you can't replace&lt;br /&gt;When you love someone but it goes to waste&lt;br /&gt;Could it be worse?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And high up above or down below&lt;br /&gt;When you're too in love to let it go&lt;br /&gt;But if you never try you'll never know&lt;br /&gt;Just what you're worth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream, down your face&lt;br /&gt;When you lose something you cannot replace&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;And I..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream, down your face&lt;br /&gt;I promise you I will learn from my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;Tears stream down your face&lt;br /&gt;And I..&lt;br /&gt;Lights will guide you home&lt;br /&gt;And ignite your bones&lt;br /&gt;And I will try to fix you&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;questa canzone è un inno all'amicizia, è la prima volta che i 4 coldplay cantano tutti insieme, prima inspiegabilmente guy non cantava. e posso capirlo, le belle son stupide e i belli non sanno cantare, ma con questa teoria non mi spiego l'esistenza di &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tim_Wheeler"&gt;tim wheeler&lt;/a&gt;. i coldplay si fermano verso la fine degli anni '90 in inghilterra è sono la dimostrazione tangibile che oltre a tonnellate di dispense e a soldi spesi (buttati) in molti libri (inutili) l'università è portatrice sana di creatività ed è positiva. e all'università di londra che i nostri si incontrano e formano il gruppo, nel 2000 arriva parachutes, 2002 a rush of blood to the head fino al 2005 x &amp; y...col tempo arrivano la fama e la loro &lt;a href="www.gwyneth-paltrow.net"&gt;yoko ono&lt;/a&gt;...forse il il giocattolino si sta rompendo, per colpa di queste divette, ma ho la sensazione che si tratta solo di un brutto presentimento....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5942/2800/1600/cplay.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5942/2800/320/cplay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ecco quattro ragazzi da presentare a mammà...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;saluti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;gina dina - lfdp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26729798-114799342024357500?l=bellainrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/114799342024357500/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26729798&amp;postID=114799342024357500&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/114799342024357500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/114799342024357500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/2006/05/fix-you.html' title='fix you'/><author><name>la fille de poche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390441813754399073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xMUmexkMiGU/R6YCqChAJEI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jScsu4b-gCs/S220/n1547970151_30133420_8681.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26729798.post-114635136133788505</id><published>2006-04-29T23:51:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T00:56:01.383+02:00</updated><title type='text'>eve, the apple of my eye</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;da&lt;/span&gt; quando ho iniziato a sentire questa canzone non riesco a smettere di farlo. l'ho scoperta perché presente nella colonna sonora di uno dei miei &lt;a href="http://www.fox.com/oc"&gt;serial&lt;/a&gt; preferiti (e daje...lo so la musica non è la mia unica passione) e da quel momento è stata una folgorazione, ecco a voi: &lt;strong&gt;eve, the apple of my eye&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You left it, I sent it&lt;br /&gt;I want it back&lt;br /&gt;You left it, I sent it&lt;br /&gt;I want it back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had you here, I'd clip your wings&lt;br /&gt;Snap you up and leave you sprawling on my pin&lt;br /&gt;This plan of mine is oh so very lame&lt;br /&gt;Can't you see the grass is greener where it rains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You left, I died,&lt;br /&gt;I went and you cried&lt;br /&gt;You came, I think&lt;br /&gt;But I never really know&lt;br /&gt;I've served my time&lt;br /&gt;I've watched you climb&lt;br /&gt;The wrong incline&lt;br /&gt;But what do I know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accept it, Don't let it&lt;br /&gt;Turn the screw&lt;br /&gt;Accept it, And let it&lt;br /&gt;Scream back at you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now this applies both equally to you and I&lt;br /&gt;The only thing we share Is the same sky&lt;br /&gt;These empty metaphors&lt;br /&gt;They're all in vain&lt;br /&gt;Like can't you see the grass is greener where it rains&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the garden Snake was a charmin'&lt;br /&gt;And Eve said let's give it a try&lt;br /&gt;Now lead us not into temptation&lt;br /&gt;But no matter how hard I try&lt;br /&gt;When in the garden and Snake is a charmin'&lt;br /&gt;And Eve says let's give it a try&lt;br /&gt;Eve is the apple of my eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I lie behind you&lt;br /&gt;And a cradle you in the palm of me&lt;br /&gt;And I pat your hair down I think will we sink or swim?&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we could do either on a whim"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;siamo di fronte a una delle canzoni più tenere al mondo...la seconda parte del titolo è traducibile come "amore della mia vita". questa splendida opera ci viene regalata da un gruppo irlandese i &lt;a href="http://www.bellx1.com"&gt;bell x1&lt;/a&gt;, (composto da paul noonan, brian crosby, dominic philips e david geraghty) nonostante il loro nome evochi il primo areo "ad alta definizione". prima di scegliere questo nome i bell x1 si chiamavano juniper e fra le loro fila c'era anche damien rice. questa canzone è davvero dolcissima e nel testo il cantante di questo giovane gruppo irlandese ribadisce il fatto di come non riesca a vivere senza la sua &lt;em&gt;eva&lt;/em&gt; e che nonostante questa femme fatale lo faccia e lo ha fatto soffrire lui non riesce a smettere di pensare alla sua "mela".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B00028FNKM.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B00028FNKM.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;buon ascolto, gina dina lfdp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26729798-114635136133788505?l=bellainrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/114635136133788505/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26729798&amp;postID=114635136133788505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/114635136133788505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/114635136133788505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/2006/04/eve-apple-of-my-eye.html' title='eve, the apple of my eye'/><author><name>la fille de poche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390441813754399073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xMUmexkMiGU/R6YCqChAJEI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jScsu4b-gCs/S220/n1547970151_30133420_8681.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26729798.post-114614070100897948</id><published>2006-04-27T11:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T13:25:29.033+02:00</updated><title type='text'>more than this</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;adoro questa canzone...ho amato sentirla in uno dei miei&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nipslashtuck.com"&gt;serial&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; preferiti e in uno dei film più belli che abbia mai visto, tanto da averlo visto 2 volte...lo stupendo "&lt;em&gt;lost in translation&lt;/em&gt;" di sophia coppola in cui bill murray ci offriva una splendida versione in un karaoke casalingo in cui scarlett johansson indossava una splendida parucca rosa...questa canzone veramente l'adoro e non riesci a togliertela dalla testa: sarà per il riff, la voce di brian ferry o per la melodia musicale, ma quando la sento non riesco a pensare ad altro: &lt;strong&gt;More than this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I could feel at the time&lt;br /&gt;There was no way of knowing&lt;br /&gt;Fallen leaves in the night&lt;br /&gt;Who can say where they´re blowing&lt;br /&gt;As free as the wind&lt;br /&gt;And hopefully learning&lt;br /&gt;Why the sea on the tide&lt;br /&gt;Has no way of turning&lt;br /&gt;More than this - there is nothing&lt;br /&gt;More than this - tell me one thing&lt;br /&gt;More than this - there is nothing&lt;br /&gt;It was fun for a while&lt;br /&gt;There was no way of knowing&lt;br /&gt;Like dream in the night&lt;br /&gt;Who can say where we´re going&lt;br /&gt;No care in the world&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i´m learning&lt;br /&gt;Why the sea on the tide&lt;br /&gt;Has no way of turning&lt;br /&gt;More than this - there is nothing&lt;br /&gt;More than this - tell me one thing&lt;br /&gt;More than this - there is nothing"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;i roxy music sono una band che nasce negli anni '70 ed è fondata dallo studente d'arte brian ferry con phil manzanera, andy mackay e paul thompson. inizialmente prende parte al gruppo anche il mitico brian eno per poi abbandonarlo. i roxy music concludono la loro carriera nel 1983, ma ci ripensano e dopo aver superato gli anta nel 2001 si rimettono in carreggiata. come no immagini di "lost in translation".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogg.org/afficher_image.php?id=142494&amp;img_x="&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://cuboidal.org/movies/scenes/lostintranslation/images/lit-11-more.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://cuboidal.org/movies/scenes/lostintranslation/images/lit-11-more.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;saluti, gina dina - lfdp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26729798-114614070100897948?l=bellainrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/114614070100897948/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26729798&amp;postID=114614070100897948&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/114614070100897948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/114614070100897948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/2006/04/more-than-this.html' title='more than this'/><author><name>la fille de poche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390441813754399073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xMUmexkMiGU/R6YCqChAJEI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jScsu4b-gCs/S220/n1547970151_30133420_8681.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26729798.post-114591950358987615</id><published>2006-04-25T00:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T13:23:08.756+02:00</updated><title type='text'>she will be loved</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;bene, oggi parlo di una canzone che amo alla follia. tempo fa uscì fuori sto gruppo americano con un frontman che era davvero figo, ai tempi non si parlava d'altro se non di quanto si dava fare il suddetto nel video di "this love", ma qui si parla del secondo singolo di successo dei maroon 5: &lt;strong&gt;she will be loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;Beauty queen of only eighteen&lt;br /&gt;She had some trouble with herself&lt;br /&gt;He was always there to help her&lt;br /&gt;She always belonged to someone else&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I drove for miles and miles&lt;br /&gt;And wound up at your door&lt;br /&gt;I’ve had you so many times but somehow&lt;br /&gt;I want more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t mind spending everyday&lt;br /&gt;Out on your corner in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;Look for the girl with the broken smile&lt;br /&gt;Ask her if she wants to stay awhile&lt;br /&gt;And she will be loved&lt;br /&gt;She will be loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tap on my window knock on my door&lt;br /&gt;I want to make you feel beautiful&lt;br /&gt;I know&lt;br /&gt;I tend to get insecure&lt;br /&gt;It doesn’t matter anymore&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not always rainbows and butterflies&lt;br /&gt;It’s compromise that moves us along&lt;br /&gt;My heart is full and my door’s always open&lt;br /&gt;You can come anytime you want&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don’t mind spending everyday&lt;br /&gt;Out on your corner in the pouring rain&lt;br /&gt;Look for the girl with the broken smile&lt;br /&gt;Ask her if she wants to stay awhile&lt;br /&gt;And she will be loved&lt;br /&gt;She will be loved&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know where you hide&lt;br /&gt;Alone in your car&lt;br /&gt;Know all of the things that make you who you are&lt;br /&gt;I know that goodbye means nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;Comes back and begs me to catch her every time she falls"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;nel video adam levine, lo smandrappone front dei marroni 5, dedica questa canzone alla sua donna, anche nella vita, perché la ama anche se si spupazza anche la madre, kelly preston in travolta. questa canzone l'adoro in maniera particolare, mi piace il riff iniziale e poi trovo splendido che si scriva una canzone sulla bellezza di essere amati. e sinceramente se te lo dice &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Adam_Levine"&gt;adam levine&lt;/a&gt; finisce che ci credi pure...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5942/2800/1600/adam%20levine.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5942/2800/400/adam%20levine.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lo so non è la copertina del singolo, ma capite che adam e le sue lentiggini meritavano più spazio,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;saluti, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;gina dina in levine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26729798-114591950358987615?l=bellainrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/114591950358987615/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26729798&amp;postID=114591950358987615&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/114591950358987615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/114591950358987615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/2006/04/she-will-be-loved.html' title='she will be loved'/><author><name>la fille de poche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390441813754399073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xMUmexkMiGU/R6YCqChAJEI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jScsu4b-gCs/S220/n1547970151_30133420_8681.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26729798.post-114583337600626857</id><published>2006-04-24T00:17:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T13:22:24.736+02:00</updated><title type='text'>your ex-lover is dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;bene, bene, bene...innanzittutto oggi è il mio compleanno, non in quanto gina, ma in quanto fille de poche. la canzone che vi propongo non riesco a smetterla di sentire da un po' di tempo, se la conosco devo dire grazie al mio miglior amico che me l'ha messa in un prezioso cd che mi ha donato l'estate scorsa. questa era l'open track, al di là del riff con nascosto dentro un motto di vita una perla musicalmente perlando, stiamo parlando di &lt;strong&gt;Your ex - lover is dead &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When there's nothing left to burn&lt;br /&gt;You have to set yourself on fire&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;God that was strange to see you again&lt;br /&gt;Introduced by a friend of a friend&lt;br /&gt;Smiled and said 'yes&lt;br /&gt;I think we've met before&lt;br /&gt;'In that instant it started to pour,&lt;br /&gt;Captured a taxi despite all the rain&lt;br /&gt;We drove in silence across pont champlain&lt;br /&gt;And all of the time you thought&lt;br /&gt;I was sad&lt;br /&gt;I was trying to remember your name...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This scar is a fleck on my porcelain skin&lt;br /&gt;Tried to reach deep but you couldn't get in&lt;br /&gt;Now you're outside me&lt;br /&gt;You see all the beauty&lt;br /&gt;Repent all your sin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nothing but time and a face that you lose&lt;br /&gt;I chose to feel it and you couldn't chose&lt;br /&gt;I'll write you a postcard&lt;br /&gt;I'll send you the news&lt;br /&gt;From a house down the road from real love...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live through this, and you won't look back...&lt;br /&gt;Live through this, and you won't look back...&lt;br /&gt;Live through this, and you won't look back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's one thing I want to say, so I'll be brave&lt;br /&gt;You were what I wanted&lt;br /&gt;I gave what I gave&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sorry&lt;br /&gt;I met you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sorry it's over&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sorry there's nothing to say&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sorry there's nothing to say&lt;/em&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;il tema è un rendez-vous del tutto inaspettato con un proprio ex con una discreta punta di rancore non rancore fra i due protagonisti. a dare vita al rendez-vous le due voci del gruppo canadese degli&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;stars.&lt;/span&gt; una cosa che amo di questa canzone è questo crescendo di emozioni e sensazioni in questa storia d'amore raccontata a due voci con tutte le sue fasi: l'imbarazzo scaturito da un incontro non voluto e inaspettato, il rancore per la storia finita e un triste addio finale, un classico a non rivederci più. quanto agli&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.arts-crafts.ca/stars/"&gt;stars&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; sono: torquil campbell (voce, tastiera e tromba), evan cranley (basso, chitarra e trombone), amy millan (chitarra e voce) e chris seligman (tastiera, programming e corno francese). le voci dei due non più amanti sono di torquil e amy. ah, di questa canzone amo anche tantissimo la cover del singolo, béccatevela qui sotto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buon ascolto,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;gina dina - lfdp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://eil.com/newgallery/Stars-Your-Ex-Lover-Is-345377.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://eil.com/newgallery/Stars-Your-Ex-Lover-Is-345377.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://eil.com/newgallery/Stars-Your-Ex-Lover-Is-345377.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26729798-114583337600626857?l=bellainrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/114583337600626857/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26729798&amp;postID=114583337600626857&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/114583337600626857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/114583337600626857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/2006/04/your-ex-lover-is-dead.html' title='your ex-lover is dead'/><author><name>la fille de poche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390441813754399073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xMUmexkMiGU/R6YCqChAJEI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jScsu4b-gCs/S220/n1547970151_30133420_8681.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26729798.post-114574859736401868</id><published>2006-04-23T00:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-28T13:12:08.830+02:00</updated><title type='text'>pretty in pink</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;diamo inizio alle danze, ogni post di questo blog sarà dedicato a una canzone che è presente fra le 1000 di gina e che significa qualcosa per la owner di gina la nostra fille de poche. iniziamo ovviamente dalla canzone da cui deriva il nome del sito e l'apposizione dell'aggegina: &lt;strong&gt;Pretty in Pink &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Caroline laughs and&lt;br /&gt;It's raining all day&lt;br /&gt;She loves to be one of the girls&lt;br /&gt;She lives in the place&lt;br /&gt;In the side of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Where nothing is&lt;br /&gt;Ever put straight&lt;br /&gt;She turns herself round&lt;br /&gt;And she smiles and she says&lt;br /&gt;'This is it'&lt;br /&gt;'That's the end of the joke'&lt;br /&gt;And loses herself&lt;br /&gt;In her dreaming and sleep&lt;br /&gt;And her lovers walk&lt;br /&gt;Through in their coats&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretty in pink&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she?&lt;br /&gt;Pretty in pink&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;All of her lovers&lt;br /&gt;All talk of her notes&lt;br /&gt;And the flowers&lt;br /&gt;That they never sent&lt;br /&gt;And wasn't she easy&lt;br /&gt;And isn't she&lt;br /&gt;Pretty in pink&lt;br /&gt;The one who insists&lt;br /&gt;He was first in the line&lt;br /&gt;Is the last to&lt;br /&gt;Remember her name&lt;br /&gt;He's walking around&lt;br /&gt;In this dress&lt;br /&gt;That she wore&lt;br /&gt;She is gone&lt;br /&gt;But the joke's the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Pretty in pink&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she?&lt;br /&gt;Pretty in pink&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Caroline talks to you&lt;br /&gt;Softly sometimes&lt;br /&gt;She says&lt;br /&gt;'I love you' and&lt;br /&gt;'Too much'&lt;br /&gt;She doesn't have anything&lt;br /&gt;You want to steal&lt;br /&gt;Well&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you can touch&lt;br /&gt;She waves&lt;br /&gt;She buttons your shirt&lt;br /&gt;The traffic&lt;br /&gt;Is waiting outside&lt;br /&gt;She hands you this coat&lt;br /&gt;She gives you her clothes&lt;br /&gt;These cars collide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty in pink&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she?&lt;br /&gt;Pretty in pink&lt;br /&gt;Isn't she?&lt;/em&gt;" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;questa canzone è degli &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ondarock.it/Psychedelicfurs.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;psychedelic furs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;, la band si forma a londra nell'anno del giubileo di elisabetta II: il 1977, in piena era punk, su iniziativa di richard butler. Lo affiancano il fratello tim (basso), john ashton e roger morris (chitarre), duncan kilburn (sassofono) e vince ely (batteria). Il sestetto debutta due anni dopo. nel 1981 è la volta del loro album più rappresentativo talk, talk, talk con questa canzone che darà il titolo a un&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0091790/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; film&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt; di &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.riverblue.com/hughes/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;john hughes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;: uno dei lungometraggi più famosi e più 80's che esistano. La bella in rosa è l'attrice emblema degli anni di reaganiana memoria: molly ringwald. nella colonna sonora sono presenti altri artisti 80's che amo: omd, gli Smiths, suzanne vega e gli echo and the bunnymen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5942/2800/1600/pretty%202.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;buon ascolto....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5942/2800/1600/pretty%202.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5942/2800/1600/pretty%202.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5942/2800/1600/pretty%202.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5942/2800/320/pretty%202.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26729798-114574859736401868?l=bellainrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/114574859736401868/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26729798&amp;postID=114574859736401868&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/114574859736401868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/114574859736401868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/2006/04/pretty-in-pink.html' title='pretty in pink'/><author><name>la fille de poche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390441813754399073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xMUmexkMiGU/R6YCqChAJEI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jScsu4b-gCs/S220/n1547970151_30133420_8681.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26729798.post-114574179095847988</id><published>2006-04-22T23:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2006-04-22T23:41:42.706+02:00</updated><title type='text'>buon compleanno</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;fra pochi minuti si festeggia un compleanno...un anno fa, il 23 aprile, gina dina entrava nella mia vita...come regalo di compleanno mia madre decise di comprarmi un ipod mini rosa, che con poca fatica ho ribattezzato &lt;em&gt;gina dina&lt;/em&gt;: gina deriva da aggeGINA dina deriva da ipoDINA, in sintesi GINA DINA o più semplicemente gina...ho un altro &lt;a href="http://askforzazie.blog.excite.it"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt; dove scrivo quello che mi passa per la testolina...quest'altro spazio nasce come un'esigenza differente augurare un buon primo anno di vita alla mia gina...il motivo non è solo quello sarà una finestra sulla musica che amo ascoltare e sarà più diretto del mio altro blog, ma parlerà sempre di me, la fille de poche, o meglio delle canzoni che mi accompagnano 24 ore su 24.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;dal profondo del mio cuore, 100 di questi anni Gina...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Saluti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;Gina Dina: quando la fille de poche incontra i lettori mp3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26729798-114574179095847988?l=bellainrosa.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/feeds/114574179095847988/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26729798&amp;postID=114574179095847988&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/114574179095847988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26729798/posts/default/114574179095847988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bellainrosa.blogspot.com/2006/04/buon-compleanno.html' title='buon compleanno'/><author><name>la fille de poche</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07390441813754399073</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='21' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_xMUmexkMiGU/R6YCqChAJEI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/jScsu4b-gCs/S220/n1547970151_30133420_8681.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
