... but without the fireworks
It makes sense to go with active post in this "container" in the period before returning to Bologna and coincides with the end of summer employment at a local specialty beer with.
I have seen in over 2 months of daily stay in that post, how often hate human race, having to deal with it and also treated with kid gloves.
but was still a very useful experience, very positive and enlightening.
Now I want to make music, go and listen, talk to people, see the streets crowded with people at 4 am, put on my heavy jacket to go out, putting up 40 pounds of weights and sweat-soaked shirts.
Recently, even worse with the music plays, a potlatch helpless and relentless old school hip hop, dub style Jahtari, sludge fighter, rare groove African or Asian, magma noise, psychobilly wrong wrong and who knows what else.
Sometimes I wonder whether it is good to feel all this stuff together, have so many influences on a daily, weekly, monthly and talking. I often feel punched in the face of all those worlds are so different from all that inconvenient sti background jostle inside me and inside my head. Sometimes a few go beyond the others, but it is a matter of few hours, before returning to his place.
The good thing is that I find myself so often as before. And if I do it because the sound material is well worth my astonishment. All that gratifies me because it means that a mission has been achieved: we are immersed in the music world, almost 360 °. I always music around me, in any situation at any time and I find the right sound for any moment, state of mind. Especially with the right progression. Once called dj.
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