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venerdì 1 giugno 2012

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il bersagliere ha cento penne
e l'alpino ne ha una sola
il partigiano ne ha nessuna
e sta sui monti a guerreggiare

lassù sui monti vien giù la neve
la tormenta dell'inverno
ma se venisse anche l'inferno
il partigiano rimane là

quando poi ferito cade
non piangetelo dentro al cuore
perchè se libero un uomo muore
non importa di morire

quando poi ferito cade
non piangetelo dentro al cuore
perchè se libero un uomo muore
non importa di morire

sabato 19 febbraio 2011

L'immondezzaro











Please, take 20 minutes of your life and see this masterpiece. Ok, is completly in italian, but maybe you can try to find however the meaning...I know that you can!
Cosa sono le nuvole means what are clouds and this is an episode by Pier Paolo Pasolini, part of a collective film by different directors (Capriccio all'italiana. 1967)
How magic is the voice of Domenico Modugno?!


thank you Fabrì

mercoledì 16 febbraio 2011

domenica 6 febbraio 2011

A change is gonna come

In theese days a part of Berlin was on fire. One of the oldest and biggest squatter house of the city was closed on the 2th February, and in the same days, of course, started the fight on the street. For two days all the neighbourhood  has been under siege, windows of shops and banks were cleaved, the streets and the stations were full of police.

I'm sad...I mean, I'm definitely not an activist, I have never been a part of a squatter house and I don't know exactly what's meaning that kind of life, but I know that I'm  complete agree with the principle that been under: every human being has the right of housing!

One of the most important reason because I love Berlin is 'cause in this city you still can breath a feeling of freedom, and is not easy feel something like this in this period. After many many years of division and fight now the people here need to feel free and are very open to the different cultures, different people and languages...the first time that you are here you can start immediately to hear this feeling. And the squatter house of Liebigstr was a symbol of this feeling, an house for all the people that don't have the possibility to do something, that are alone in the city and need a place to stay.

Every year in Berlin the police evacuate squatter house and local...you know, last summer Bar 25 was closed, only a famous example...

I'm not agree with the fight of these days, because the people that fighted has created damage also to a part of the city and citizens that don't enter for nothing with these kind of problems...but shit, of course they have the right to try to resist!!

Berlin is a pearl and also the rich men restart to recognize this...


 



venerdì 21 gennaio 2011

Marwitz




Marwitz it's a very special place near Berlin. In the little town, there is a group of farms, that sell the most incredible things that you can image. Pieces of the Mauer, tiles, forniture, doors......and all the stuff that come from the old Berlin, before and after the second world war, specially from the period where Germany was divided in two parts (I love DDR's stuff).
It's amazing, when you arrive you start to understand that you are not in a normal farm, and one of the first things that you can see is a huge fist (made by fiberglass) inside a square full of tiles. Really incredible, I never saw something like this, maybe only at the Emmaus Community near Pistoia, but believe me, is not the same....think how big could be Pistoia and how big could be Berlin....here is the difference, could you image how many million of stuff you can collect in a city that during the years have changed for a million times his conformation?!
Anyway, if you need something strange and old fashioned for your place in Berlin, that's the place where you must go!

 look on the right

yes, this is it...

 tiles





die Mauer





i need one of theese

wir lieben die Mofas


E per finire introduco la mitica, unica, fantastica Alla Pugacheva.

martedì 21 dicembre 2010

Ritornerai

Exists a song that we re-discovered during the period when Fabrizio was with us in Berlin, an old italian song that my father sang a lot when I was little.
Today is the first day of winter, it's my father's birthday and it's the day of the big return of Mr Fabio, Giacomo's father, after two months in Ethiopia...and so, we can say that today is the day of the RETURN and of the FATHER:
-RETURN of General Winter
-RETURN of the day where my father was born
-RETURN of Zett's father

It's a good day for many things, and we want to celebrate. I feel that I'm very lucky and I hope that you will feel the same too, cause it's very nice.
Thank you A.