Another year.

Anne Frank as emblematic face and soul of millions of individuals hatefully deprived of their own precious lives

And seemingly we still need to be reminded to REMEMBER.

Because it gets so easy, way too easy, to let heavy thoughts and reasons to ponder fly away these days.

We are lazy… mentally lazy; and often numbed on our inmost soul part, to face realities we just wish never were, to begin with.

But we can’t try to push aside things that sure hurt (and for some are a reminder of their own shame), just because to face them makes us ache.

Aching inside is a sign we DO care.

If mankind will let the memory of humanity past crimes fade away, what will happen, if not worse crimes and restless abominations rise back again?

Today is the International Holocaust Remembrance Day.

It isn’t JUST (and it will be already enough… but really it isn’t JUST that) a reminder of the crimes against the Jews in Nazi times; along jews there were so many other humans getting persecuted due to their race, belief, sexual orientation; it isn’t JUST a Jew related reminder.

It is a reminder for us all on how humans can get inhuman and let hate and bestiality overturn Countries and History.

We can’t forget.

Or not only humanity will be allowed once more to bend to its worst tendencies and get beastly turned against one another of its children, but we will face every single time, any single time that we forget our past horrifying crimes, a stigma growing back and blossom which will be greater and greater, with every single day we will allow hate to take its place among us.

I have faith mankind is born to be great.

No one more than myself truly does believe the human beings are filled with amazing qualities and prerogatives.

But at the same time I know the lowest instincts bewilders way too many humans; because it’s easier to be selfish, lame, hateful, scared and coward than aim to greatness, spreading acceptance and comprehension, and practice love even when its cost may affect us directly.

Truth is all men are created equal, but not all men can live up to their major premises of goodness and value.

Today reminds us that we might not be always the greatest we can and should, but surely we must avoid and fight to let ourselves become the worst that we can be.

For this, for fighting the beastly version of each one of us, this is the day we have to remember men were able, and I am sure they still, to WILLING TO ERASE AN ENTIRE FRACTION OF THEMSELVES, only because of a hate that has NO REASON, NO FAIR SOURCE, NO JUSTIFYING, and NO EXCUSE.

I am at work and over Rai 3 I am performing chemical tests while following the specials about International Holocaust Remembrance Day.

They are about to broadcast an Ettore Scola’s special feature documentary.

Light a candle. Keep it burn ALL along your own life. Never forget. Never allow this again.

I am ready to cry.

Good tears.

Vigilant tears.

Tears that make me  aware my heart isn’t a stone, therefore it beats for me to never allow nor condone anything even remotely similar to the spiteful instincts that drove entire populations to support exterminations instances, and retarded, criminal and inhuman stances against other human beings, that had just features or religious belief or inmost sexual orientation they believed were “wrong”, when the only thing that was wrong was their idea they had the truth revealed, that nobody on his planet in fact has, to back their hate against what was human, while they in fact ceased to be human in their pursuit of criminal homicides rages and actions.

These tears streaming on me say that I will always stand and fight crimes against humanity.

Forever in my life I will fight that and surround me of people that absolutely hate racism, in any shape, form and condescending habit.

Don’t forget today.

And not only for the length of today.

27 January is because we weren’t able to fully be.

Missus Z.

Some Cali shot a few days ago

Still trying to cope with getting back in regular-life territory after a wonderful three weeks break around the world, and a great weekend back with my beloved crew, I better try to update some of this blog.

I better?

I don’t know… maybe it’s just that waiting for tests to produce results can be very boring and today I got nothing better to do than update this, instead?

*considers the fact she is tired after a snowy weekend and the heart-wrenching Derby in San Siro, then checks her self-assumed state of boredom again to realize that ain’t the truth*;)

If any, the derby’s awfulness of yesterday night could have prevented me from coming here and writing due to pain/anger/disappointment overload, but then Karim luckily was there this past night to heal everything the best way I know & works for me: SEXUALLY.

Now things are manageable again and moreover every now and again I still like to show up round here and write a bit, for no particular reason.

Writing relaxes me, and somehow doing it clears my mind which is used to pace way too fast.

I won’t ever feel the update over here as a duty though so my reasons to open this and put some – virtual – ink at it are volatile, dependable and completely unpredictable.

I don’t come often, but I still?

I am also probably aging (EEEEEEKKKK!) though I perceive that only remotely sometimes (I still a party freak whenever chances come, of course, as this past weekend furtherly proved actually!); this means when I have spare times, 97% of chances are that I will love to focus on different things than staring at a pc to write stuff superfast (because writing DO relax me BUT I still produce that at my usual fast pace… that someway manages to slow me down inside… I know… *it’s complicated* like the whole rest of myself!).

Talking for a moment of aging, to be honest the only field where I perceive I’m aging is the one of sport.

But I need to clear water there: I keep being a daily sport practicer, and no way my body is aging there, nor my mind and focus… no, the field of disappointment (in myself) comes now that I am banned from waking up at nights to catch the Lakers live.

The only way I get to see Lakers live this year just as I did for this past Xmas

After last year’s labyrinthitis, I simply cannot do that anymore, and definitely not once every two days.

I hate that.

I miss following the events directly, even though this season isn’t exactly shaping up to be anything more than a transitional one (last hint, the dreadful loss – that I totally expected – against the Clippers on Saturday).

But watching Kobe still gives me emotional charge, and that works better when done straight when things happen (this year that might happen just like it did over the holidays, being there in person at Staples Center, which rocked especially with K, my father and his, in the best position namely the upper boots of the venue…)

He’s on a pretty amazing roll of performances, while still struggling with his physique (everyone gets old, no matter the class unmatched).

Amidst all of Kobe’s personal life lows and mistakes, as long as he plays basketball with that drive and passionate and committed approach, united to his crystal clear class…

That’s all I look for on a basketball court (while still supporting HARD my homeboy Dani, who’s playing really fine so far!).

We're Past Xmas time...sadly

Anyway, in case Kevin Durant wants to be traded to Lakers Land… well I won’t raise any hand in opposition.

He’s the only player I see capable of keeping up well after Kobe’s legacy: I don’t care for Howard (who’s already shaping up as a sort of a loser to me), or other names which are thrown this days around to Lakers’ ears – things that are bound to happen often when the season clearly won’t be a winning one, no matter how much I’d like it to be -.

I have even started to follow him on Twitter, just to explain how much I like him (and I follow very few people, so that means a lot in my world).

I have also started following Lana Del Rey because I am in love with her video and song “Born To Die” and “Videogames” , that made me fall hard for her crispy, deep, sexual voice.

I found her a cross among my dear Amy (forever missing), the amazing Shirley Manson (Garbage may be back soon… WHOOOO!) and Fiona Apple so I was all over her these past weeks BUT…

Then she went on SNL the other day and she was dreadful so I am taken aback for a while, until she won’t prove herself live.

I am not here for artists who are good only in the studio: real music is LIVE (more on music later on )

San Francisco view from a privileged place

Let’s get back to the past chronicles… During times in between last December and last week, I had the pleasure of taking along Swifty, my beloved horse, through all of our holidays spots (well, those houses are all family’s property, but I perceive them as holiday places, naturally yet).

He LOVED both of Karim’s houses (the one PALACE in San Fran, with the stables in their own park… awesome) and also the mansion in Paris (there the stables are a little out of reach, but he loved them anyway, and especially he didn’t really mind any of the airplane traveling. He likes to fly private just as much as I do ).

I had a truly special time abroad.

I fit marvelously in Karim’s family: they are always so sweet, kind and caring.

I love them, their way to be at once really upper class when it comes to interests and manners, but then really, really, REALLY down to Earth, true, and very gentle and polite with everyone so that they would never try to upstage regular folks just because they can out from their millions, positions and status.

I love this and I could have fit among them just that way.

While we were away, Italy proved itself to be a place where being unloyal, stealing and generally behaving in no civil nor right way gets way more than a pass. I was appalled to discover that a RIGHT fiscal inquiry that proved beyond any contest that in Italy to fraud the State is a routine, people had it not against the stealers… but against the Finance Police???

Dear sight, even under working task.

WTF.

It’s Berlusconi’s fault again, to have promoted such a loser&sucker&awful practice as “needed”, “forgivable” and sometimes even “right&requested” (!!!!!)

I hope Monti will be successful in his attempt to give a spinal tap to this Country that risks to crumble ONLY due to its faults and cracks, but still too dumb (allegedly yet) to realize no fairy tale, only work and commitment is gonna make itself rise up again.

And tragedies somehow pile up for our Country… not only the BBB rating (expected) from the S&P’s people will affect us for a bit, but so many things keep going in the wrong direction out of a strange and tenacious combination of destiny & bad humans’ choices.

The tragedy of the Costa Concordia keeps making me cry after two days.

I couldn’t even THINK at first when I got the news and even less after I saw the images.

Las Vegas NYE time was superbly sexy&fun&sharp

So much pain, and so much wrong, and so much unacceptability.

What was the Commander in Chief FUCKING thinking?

Then he abandoned the ship sinking PRIOR to many of the guests???

I can’t fathom my despise.

So I won’t.

But hopefully all these signs of fuckery all over the world aren’t a sign of the Mayans creepy prophecy (that, needless to say, I absolutely DON’T BELIEVE in), because I have way too many things to accomplish yet in my life and I moreover am always optimistic in the things that have yet to come.

The “Universe Countdown” just cannot happen while I’m alive, please and thank you (this is my ego speaking and I love it).

Anyway I’m trying to pack the year 2012 with LOTS of amazing experiences already, so in case I’m wrong… I’ll have lived it to its fullest.

And you know, that for me mostly mean two things: TRAVELING & MUSIC.

When the two things merge it’s just the perfection so… I can’t wait to attend Coachella because of Radiohead, that among brackets will make me fly again ALSO to Japan in July, because you can’t miss at once Thom Yorke and Japan, can you? (and the rest of people at Coachella are PERFECT by the way!!! Noel!!! Florence!!! No Doubt!!! the whole line-up is pretty much flawless to me!):

Those weeks I will be in Los Angeles and California for three weeks again (for life & work) so it’s all perfect… also because guess who’s gonna be at LA venues as well?

COLDPLAY!!!!!

we had a blast in vegas

Amazing.

All my tickets in and I can’t wait

Ah!

Don’t get me wrong I still LOATHE the pastiche that Mylo Xyloto is (hard) especially now that with Charlie Brown being the third single they have no more left of good songs in the album to promote (they used already the only three up to Coldplay usually flawless high standards), but whatever they play, live they are awesome (as Rock In Rio furtherly proved to me).

Too bad next in line for them is that TERRIBLE and commercialized whoring-up partnership with Rihanna, that created the cringe-worthy Princess of China.

Mark my words: that Princess Of China song will sell a LOT, it will boast Coldplay just when they will be touring USA in Spring and make the only single of Mylo Xyloto to reach top ten and maybe (probably) the top of Billboard. But that won’t change the fact the song is LAME. LAME. LAME.

Chris knows what it gets to get spotlight, and the song is so bubble gum pop it will surely please the dumb masses enough to be a super hit… but in all that, half of my esteem for the once un-mistaking Four Kings went way downhill artistically.

Still love them of course… but this year Coldplay just like Maroon 5 did decided to step down from my pedestal due to the wrong turning towards a famewhoring attitude that is affecting their artistic credits.

Nonetheless, I also hope Paradise (which I adore ) wins the Grammy for Best Pop Song for a Duo or Group.

The only other winner I’d take would obviously be Amy, but I don’t like the fact she sings a cover (same problem I have with the Black Keys‘s chosen song).

Paradise is the most deserving song in that lot; I consider Foster The People an overrated & way less talented copy of the Dandy Wharols crossing Phantom Planet, so I really wouldn’t like them to win even though that song is cute & catchy, while about Moves Like Jagger…

Dear Lord… the song is the most generic Maroon 5 have ever been.

I can’t expect well with the fact that song could be their return to Grammy win because if it’d happen we would get a fourth album filled with Benny Blanco’s type of unremarkable crap & I can’t take it.

Maroon 5 are (or were? Let’s hope they still ARE) so, so, SO much better than that.

Just listen to these songs that they did for charity compilations (the first and the last out of this mix of songs in the collage – with the always adorable Anne V, which I keep continuatively love – I did for Margherita and Serena’s M5 related blog), and I hope like me you will wish they get back to THIS and not praise such reductive crappy songs like MLJ or SH (please, let’s be serious… Pitbull could have sang those… Yikes!):

I want their soulful and funky and NO AUTOTUNED talents back in full display and I fear it wouldn’t happen if a Grammy would rise for a song of Moves Like Jagger type (which I think still possible to happen, actually I think if the commissioners won’t praise the late Amy Winehouse, MLJ is the frontrunner for victory due to its astonishingly huge sales).

So what if Moves Like Jagger sold a shitload?

Sales means zero regarding artistry (see Katy Perry streak of number ones with less than a sub-par album).

Moves Like Jagger is a hugely popular song that is by far surpassed by almost anything else on Hands All Over (which I love and I find shameful it only went platinum after & due to MLJ, which became popular probably only due to the overexposure of Adam in *that dreadful tv thing*, and consequent fangirls’ screaming about how he’s HOT!!!! – which he surely is but that’s not the point in buying his music, darn…).

Sure, so far it has gained Maroon 5 an incredible limelight… they just won again an award (a People’s Choice one, which means they really are popular at the moment), they are candidated also at the Brits, they got multiple certifications and stuff going but… I want back quality, not quantity.

QUALITY, because they were so capable there, better than any other in group pop music, and now all that seems worthy is Adam’s hotness?

Sure, just look at him this past night at the Golden Globes, he’s FINER than FINE but… I want him back to willing to be a fantastic singer, not the one tasteless ordals of last-minute fans worship due to the fact he’s on a lame tv show and is “hot”.

He should dress formal any day. Adam Levine wins any competition for FINEST SPECIMEN at this past night Golden Globes Red Carpet. Lord.

For God’s sake Adam get back to your roots (but still wear tuxedos cos you’re flawless when well dressed… Lord Almighty you are), because out of the many blessings Nature gave you the first is your unique voice and your ability to touch inner chords of souls everywhere when you pour your own spirit in your songs, and forget to chase fame in the easiest way just because you’re also – it happens so – handsome and that comes easy in our society for folks like you.

Well, I hope 2012 sees the rise back of Maroon 5 (read Adam) and Coldplay (read… Coldplay ) back up in that pedestal they used to share in my world, things that will happen when they get rid of some nasty habit they seems keen with at the moment.

Do I have to call up the Mayans for it or…?

Okay

Let’s find a deal: I know there’s still a pure artistic art in each one of you guys, so just show it soon again and I will be really happy.

I’m not asking much after all (lol !).

Shizzzz it’s late and my tests are done!!! Therefore… hugs everybody, my logorrhoea produced the effect of making me forget totally about Milan’s loss.

Mission accomplished then: so thank you and catch you later again .

Missus Z.

Here’s an excerpt:

The concert hall at the Syndey Opera House holds 2,700 people. This blog was viewed about 37,000 times in 2011. If it were a concert at Sydney Opera House, it would take about 14 sold-out performances for that many people to see it.

Click here to see the complete report.

Ready to roll out to enjoy a wonderful day in Sn Fran, and to buy some Xmas/Chanukah gifts (Mash!!!! landing yours at Staples on Xmas ) here I am writing a small post…

I LOVED this ad!!! I. Want:!!!

This is probably my last one of the year… and I was held about writing this as well, because in the last day and half I flew half of the world and I’m prepared to have a wonderful Xmas time in California, an amazing (I’m sure it will be) New Years Eve in Las Vegas, and then I’ll be heading towards Paris to keep feeling blessed and in love (thank you life… I’ve probably been a saint or something in my previous one to get so much this time around? ).

This time I got Swifty flying with me   He’s seemingly enjoying the new surroundings and apparently he reacted better than me to the jet lag (but he was chemically helped…).

What to say?

I’m super grateful for this mesmerizing year… For the way my family and my new family are lovely together (and both are with each one of us… and trust, K&I really wanted this to happen, because we’re very much fond of our families: they are our roots and force, indeed).

So happy to have still best friends ever, and really grateful to reckon my married status hasn’t changed a thing in the balances of “the crew”.

It’s important to keep things this way for me.

So, was this year perfect?

Well, not.

But this gives room for the new year to even TOP this one.

I like it like this.

Lakers. The Only Team.

Sadly I am fearing one piece of the “let’s top this year in the new one” puzzle won’t be fitting.

I wanna avoid to extensively post my thoughts in full over the blog (that’s why I waited to write, actually) about the sham against MY LAKERS, because otherwise this post would turn out to be the greatest cursing treaty of all times, but…

WTF (in Italian: ECCHECAZZZZZZZZZZO) ?!!!????!!!!!??????

David Stern made it: he destroyed my beloved team, pulling the trick out of the bomb after he placed it comfortably in our  hands.

He made Chris Paul flying to the Clippers (!!!!!!), he made Lamar leave in the worst possible way, and TO DALLAS (!!!!!!!!!), he let Pau stay just to see him convolute into a shadow of himself, and (just because dramas never come alone), to totally trash the Purple and Gold, also the private life of Kobe finally crumbled and so, also a divorce was added to the explosive and deadly mix of the 2011/2012 Lakers season to make sure everything could seize down for the worst.

Yesterday we got humiliated  by Clippers and I wish I didn’t see it coming but… I actually did.

Oh, Kobe...

*sigh*.

But whatever: a fan is a fan.

So, even if this will be an incredible chaos in organizing, for Xmas we are gonna fly in the booth of Staples Center (in helicopter, as you know we have one) to experience the game and then immediately fly back in San Francisco to enjoy the festivities.

My dad can’t wait

So… thinking that I seem to have a certain “good star” up above… can I formulate my Xmas wish to involve somehow my beloved Lakers?

Dear Santa, Baby Jesus, and Dear Great One: I’m not asking anything especially for me, cos really I have way more than a girl can dream (and I used always to dream BIG, so that means something…); it’s not for me that I’m pledging now.

Merry Xmas!

It’s for an army of fans and supporters that share with the little me this burning Lakers passion.

Please… let this season surprise us all FOR THE BETTER.

Let us never fall apart.

Let us grow stronger.

It’d be… that slight improvement on 2011 that I would REALLY look out for in the new year.

Okay.

I hope I can be heard

And to everyone around… Happy Xmas to you all and to your beloveds.

Catch you in the New Year so…

PARTY HARD & RESPONSIBLY.

It seems sort of an oxymoron, but I strongly believe it’s not.

Much Love,

Missus Z.

Day shines and night shone.

The La Scala Don Giovanni Première was SUBLIME in my book, with a direction that I personally really enjoyed, with that final twist in the set that I totally dug, with the interactivity of the performers down the halls and overall thanks to an amazing night with my family and Karim (last year there was also his family, but this year to me the representation was better so it’s a deuce of the past two years as global rewarding for my spirit&soul!).

I can’t get how people could not enjoy that…

And there have been allegedly some (I can’t at lameness of uneducated people…).

Anyway, this is gonna be a very short post because after Maroon5 bailed out (AGAIN!!!!) of their Italian and not only duties, my weekend ain’t gonna be anymore an XFactor (pheeeeewwww… I was hating to have to attend the show just to see M5, but our friends who work in production there had land us special places to enjoy the performance and I couldn’t say “No thanx your show makes me feel icky” that easily to them, although they DO know their show as any other reality makes me feel awful…. ) + Rome + Milan trips to their gigs, and this means…

Wonderful Weather + Free Time = Amazing Snowboarding Long Weekend At The Mountains!!!!

At first I was kinda bummed and way disappointed about the further postponing (if there will ever be a postponing at all…) by Maroon 5 but then honestly I recovered very quickly (is not that I trust them that much anymore anyway so it didn’t truly “shock” me this time that they canceled again) and now I am actually happy that my weekend will be a snowy one

I have seen them in Russia, and then a lot of times in this HAO tour in Usa so I don’t care for more of the same cup if they are NOT in it (I’m sure Adam has something USA-related to do these days he will be happier to commit for than not a four dates stopping in far away Europe… I don’t totally buy that he’s sick, surely not as sick as he claims to be because his voice didn’t sound sick at all in Russia, sorry. Maybe he’s sick for real, and then it means I am mean, but my distrust in him comes a long way after certain decisions he made about his professional life that will never make him the person he used to be in my eyes, ever again, sadly).

He’s a TV personality after all… he has stopped to be a serious musician the day he decided to sell his soul to reality tv: canceling gigs again without thinking of fans traveling COUNTRIES to catch them in Europe, and again giving those committed fans merely HOURS of coping time to patch bookings comes naturally after that (Adam’s credit will never be recovered, but I’m sure he doesn’t care much about this either, or he wouldn’t have chosen to put his feet into that degrading world he now claims to love and root for. Too bad the way he ‘s behaving is causing also HIS BAND to experience a lacking of credit and a generally spreading distrust: I wish I could have recorded what people at XFactor Italy and Alcatraz staff production confessed me feeling towards Maroon5 the other day, when they spoke with me about their impromptu canceling… Let’s just say they are now high in their list of “people who we hope to never have anything to share with again”…).

Enough of this broken record of mine (still bugs me a lil, but that pain also is recovering fast, trust me: I’ll enjoy the music he/they will share when they will, but no way I am gonna ever again lose any sleep on their decisions which are gonna keep taking credibility away from them in the eyes of educated music lovers. It’d be a waste of time from my part, since he/they don’t care about that firstly).

I leave you instead with the Tribute for John Lennon in the 31st anniversary of his sad and tragic death, because John is always ruling, dead or alive.

He’s eternally a boss and eternally every and each one of us must celebrate his supreme legacy :

Back at lab after one of the most beautiful bunch of days ever.

What a wonderful trip our own one to Russia has been!!!

So much beauty and love and family bonding…

So much art and precious time… we didn’t even mind the weather, which for the most part was a bad mixture of rain and icy drops… never too much or long-lasting enough to say we had the proper “snowy” apt Russian feeling.

But who cares?

It has been mesmerizing nonetheless.

We spent every kind of differently-vibed “love” time: with families, with friends (I made Margherita, Serena and a couple other of my girlfriends privately fly to Moscow for a VIP trip surprise to see Maroon 5 there let’s say they were delighted …), then alone after the familes flew back part to California and part to Italy after the most treasured and peculiar Thanksgiving reunion ever.

What can I say… I feel so blessed.

Saint Petersburg 2011. What a wonderful time

Although Moscow is beautiful, we actually feel this holiday (both Karim and I) as entirely Saint Petersburg-related only.

We went to Moscow by train only to witness the first Maroon 5 gig (the day after we replied the gig experience in Saint Petersburg… good vibes and good gigs both, with a slight preference to the first one probably, but maybe just because acoustic was better then than the subsequent night, and we were closer to the stage), and we stayed there only short of 20 hours (enough for me to buy what will be my Scala Première dress for the incoming days).

We will be back again in Moscow… but we wanted to taste Saint Petersburg mostly and its amazing surroundings only this time.

So much history and fantabulous-ness… such a glorious town indeed.

Everyone must visit there in their lifetimes… it’s mind-blowing if you love art and culture even a fraction than K&I do

At the Hermitage I truly had the time of my life… I did.

I cried even and that moved my sweet K a lot (and someway shocked my in-laws but in the best way that it’s possible to be, fortunately!).

There was an Italian Retrospective at the Museum so it was really MEANT for me and K.

But the town is so much more than just that awesome museum!

We stayed in this dacia on the Neva, and old retire that we could rent thanks to the always powerful connections of my newfound broads.

We had as usual to walk around everywhere (gig included) with bodyguards but by now I truly don’t even mind anymore… I’m used to it whenever we are in long far away trips, or K’s fam is with us (grannies included!!!) or we visit places that rink higher in the special “care” list the fam observes.

But that all isn’t really a bothering after all.

The Thanksgiving menu was a very peculiar mixture of USA, Italian and Russian recipes (the cooks that came along my in-laws are really kick ass pros there!) and I have to say I truly enjoyed the cooking of St. Petersburg restaurants we went at, too.

Then landscapes… oh!!!! Those Russian landscapes!!!

The train trip to Moscow has been one of the most beautiful ever for me… I think I have taken no less than 500 pictures all the way along.

I feel so well after this trip I can share some little bit of the gig in Moscow, as well (my bickering towards the band’s regretful TV choices fades and goes away whenever I witness them live, because they still amazing when they hit the stage and make me fret and make me always get back in love with them…):

The best series of pictures. Thank You for addressing it Yari

They are just so good…

It still make me so angry and disappointed to reckon their second wave of ultra success has to be ralated to such inferior material as MLJ & a Tv show tho… *sigh*.

To think that Moves Like Jagger may take a Grammy and a superior song like Misery was (and it’s not even my favorite out of HAO) didn’t makes me cringe… though I reckon compared to other songs candidated (beside maybe Paradise) it’s the clear runner up (but once shit like Bruno Mars and Rihanna’s albums are candidated for Album Of The Year, that means a little indeed):

So... MLJ is nominated. Will it get that trophy or...?

I still can’t cope with that… but by now that’s the reality, and there’s nothing to change it, no matter how much my inner music lover core refuses to face it.

Talking about music… I decided straight after watching the bill we will be at Coachella this year, cos line-up is SIMPLY PERFECT oh, yeah !!! :

I cherish them all

Music and I just get along the best

The tickets for Coachella won’t be a problem.

Lakers are back!

It’s the perk of knowing some really “into it” folks back in Cali.

And for music I treasure I will use all bonds and links and whatever.

It’s gonna be fun.

end of lockout!

Other GREAT things lying ahead: NBA STARTS FINALLY!!!!

I had lost hopes really… though I have no idea how the Lakers will survive the cut time… we are not a young team so this shortened season will affect us the most but WHO CARES?

Though the Xmas time will be actually spent in San Francisco and we will move to LA properly for NYE actually (maybe Vegas is a throw-in? we’ll see ) I hope to snatch the Xmas game tickets, no matter if we stay in town like only the proper time of the game only and then we hop onto a plane back and forth to San Fran .

I’m sure again our contacts will make this possible.

It’s Xmas after all and my family (old & new) can content me SO easily with that ticket… No need for courtside… I will be okay with anything (Mash!!!! You ready? )

What else?

Mario Monti has just unveiled the measures for avoiding Italy collapse and as a wealthy Italian I will be glad to help for my part.

Let the man work and put a patch onto this poor Nation destroyed after 17 years of fuckery from criminal Berlusconi (allowed blindly by the so-called “lefts” who are almost equally as responsible of this disaster as that criminal, because they never stopped him when they seemed to get a chance to).

We can make it and we must.

What else?

Oh, sure… the LOVELINESS that was the VSFS 2011 with the full display of Adam and Anne’s amazing love!!!

That always put me in a great mood because they are so special and perfect together and you know I treasure true beauty over everything because to me it’s a testify of the greatness of creation .

I was meant to create a video out from the VSFS but I decide to post just the show entirely and a cut of interviews.

Enjoy (here there is also the lip-sync version of the Angels of the hit of the year… wonder which? Moves Like Jagger. *sigh again* ):

As for video celebrating the two lovebirds (the two lovebirds the world better start to worship as their beauty and loveliness deserves them to be worshipped for), I actually bumped in this AWESOME creation tribute that is dedicated to them and  fell in love (the creator is a genius and from their tumblr they also share my view on Anne’s Adorableness and the stupidity of her haters, so that’s a double good point for me too) with it.

So I hope you enjoy it as well and go to the creator’s page and thank them for such a quality tribute work whoever they are:

Adam Levine and Anne V.’s Tribute Video from TeamAdamsAngel Tumblr

Really go to the page of this girl/guy/people and just thank them and praise them as I did multiple times.

It’s a wonderful work, so don’t steal it okay?

I know some of you may had expected the Yoga video of Details Magazine as well but when I will prepare it I will post it into the NAWWAL Storage page .

But I don’t have time at the moment, so content yourself.

Gotta get back to work now or daddy will kick my so well shaped ass

Catch you soon

Missus Z.

Basically airport private flight means avoiding THIS chaos and all, right? GREAT!

Malpensa hub, a very late flight with private allowance (and one has to ask why the private planes have to fly at  impossible slots… *sigh*) and we are waiting for all the checks to be completed and all papers to be signed.

“We” means Karim and I and my parents and my grandparents.

We’re heading to Saint Petersburg and there we’ll be finding also Karim’s parents.

And hopefully grandparents? (I love them so much!).

We’re gonna have a very peculiar Thanksgiving, all there in a rented place that I am pretty sure will blow my mind away.

I love Hermitage since my early, early years and I have a pure fascination with Catherine The Great, so to be there in such a special frame of situation is gonna be awesome.

We have planned this strange reunion shortly after I bought tickets for Maroon 5 gigs in Russia; we thought about having a very special time regardless of the fact the gigs would have taken place or not (you know… since what did happen last time…).

Karim’s family was delighted about this and so were my own folks: it’s gonna kick ass to be so many there and appreciate family in a place that is not ours nor theirs (well, actually K’s family lived here for a few months due to Ambassy’s requests… but that is implied in their job of choice, you know ).

What about Italy instead?

Mario Monti has taken over and I really hope he can provide at least a small patch to 17 years of despare and delusion that the criminal Berlusconi stunk in our side, and even praised out for (poor Italians, how clueless can you be?).

When we will be back, there is gonna be Scala’s première and actually another couple Maroon 5 gigs, in Rome and Milan.

But you know by now, I’m not THAT thrilled about any of that.

Sure, I will enjoy them and love them, but I still believe that Moves Like Jagger is generic and Stero Hearts is sub-par decent.

I am glad if they are happy such songs helped them getting back under the radar of people and awards, but artistically… they are far from where they used to shine and shit on others, even if those times might have been less commercially rewarding.

Their choice, and I am sure lots of people still love them wildly and even more than before.

I love them, still, just not as passionately and maybe as blindly as before.

But I still obviously worship Adam’s voice, that is almost a spell on me he keeps exercising , which is why, even though I HATE The Voice of Fuckery, I have bought immediately the song he has recorded with its winner, Javier Colon, which is called Stand Up (nothing groundbreaking, but they have two lovely voices, sure), out of his album which I have no idea of, for the rest of it.

Since we are talking about Russia and Love, then, I have put the above song in a video made out of pictures from VSFS 2011 (the loveliness that are Adam and Anne together remains a fix of mine… I go awwwww everytime they interact STILL), because I wanted it so, and then I also put together all past appearances of lovely Anne V from her VSFS times, from 2008 to this present year (it’s a 40 minutes video), waiting for the actual show to air when I will be in Russia (I will put the piece up soon or later, complete, you know in the storage page).

Hope you can enjoy beauty (and close an eye to some of the outfits… *sigh*).

and

What else?

Nothing much left.

We still waiting for these damn papers to sign so that we can take off towards one of my most treasured towns in the world.

Wish you all a great time till our next break in

Stay Young, Stay Foolish

Missus Z.

There is nothing like amazing perfect sex

So… Gaining some time after reunion with husband, as works almost ends and I have a couple minutes to spend online.

Yesterday has been an utterly unreplicable experience of re-meeting.

We shut phones down, and we didn’t leave each other’s bodies for hours.

And hours.

And hours.

And this morning we replicated. What a holy situation of bliss…

It truly has been fantastic, and you must know by now my standards are really tough to meet, and match, especially continuously, in the lovemaking department.

But yes… this man can outdo himself (and me) so much, so greatly, all the times… that I couldn’t have married anybody else, really (without him I don’t think I would have married at all. Marriage was supposed to NOT be my thing at all, he fought to make my mind change there and it did JUST because of him).

I think I had to be someone really good and great in my previous times here because that’s the only way that can explain all of my blessings in this current passage over Mother Earth.

Truth.

But let’s try to be understandable.

Leaving New York alone was PAINFUL. No High Mile nor cuddling...

It has been so hard to fly back from New York alone, as he had to fly to Berlin for work instead, and I couldn’t give up to my own work commitments to follow him as I had hoped to (I love Berlin, but it seems always when I have to be there, Karim can’t follow me (not all the time) and when I am too taken, he has to be there, again alone).

I had an incredible hard time in not merging with his skin for almost five entire days.

You know me… I develop an incredibly bad mood if I can’t have daily sexual activities, and the Skype/cybersexual/kinky online stuff we nonetheless did just couldn’t even remotely match the way we have flawless, amazing sex together (some of you would call it making love… but it doesn’t work for me cos we make AWESOME SEX while being in utter love. We’re just so totally fitting one another’s wild dreams there, the “making love” thing seems just not enough to describe us . Then to me sex is one of the greatest things ever, if not THE greatest thing ever and it works just better if love is involved but you know… it can function very well even when love isn’t.).

So my days Karim-deprived were telling me right now I really feel our lives are a UNITE thing.

Not that my friends haven’t been great to be with me and make me happy while I was alone in Milan.

Contrariwise: they were all amazing.

I still believe any person has to be an individuality FIRST, so even when alone, I of course am capable of having fun, be cheerful, do my own stuff and have satisfaction.

It’s just that now that I can’t enjoy out of coupling sexual encounters (faithful, I promised and I mantain, unless we decide ourselves to be open and let somebody sneak in… but that are for very selected people, and generally my own Valentine wild card that Karim has learnt to love and appreciate…) that energetic fulfilling need that I daily have stay someway caged in, making me… feeling appetites I can’t let go.

And from there, it comes some of that bad mood above.

Thank above all my friends know me enough to understand where it comes from, and they are able to forgive me and cheer me and uplift me when things like that happen (some will still offer themselves for some revival of my amazing wild days of friendly benefiting, but by now they do know those days are gone, but always dear to my heart and memory… and somewhere other parts of my body too )

My crew is awesome: they know me and so they really took care of me.

Why does it always rain where Italy can't help but fall apart?

We had a quiet night out, because the tragedy in Genova just didn’t call for wild antics out; then we had an awesome clubbing night, sessions of weekend shopping, dinner out with just my gals, and sporty stuff (Milan in San Siro is always good).

But… maybe I am just growin up… I don’t know.

It seemed to me that all the fun I had wasn’t complete still, without not a single moment of me gazing into Karim’s eyes and smelling his skin.

I had fun dancing, I had fun turning down the usual plethora of guys and men tryin to catch my attention (some were cute and also classy…and as usual some kept on trying no matter my note that I wasn’t up for anything, or that I was married. Marriage doesn’t discourage any hunter, I know ), and I had the most awesome time of chitty chat with my best friends…

But missing Karim was hard.

I can’t wait for next trip together: it will be in Russia for the end of the month when we will be in Saint Petersburg and Moscow for partly the Maroon 5 gigs over there and partly to celebrate in a very strange fashion a far away Thanksgiving with our families (let’s just call it a reason to celebrate, why not … as we all adore art, I can tell you the place we look the most to be at is OBVIOUSLY The Ermitage !

Our time in New York was pretty much all ours; yep, we met with grandmother but mainly we enjoyed our new apartment in the Upper West Side (LOVE IT!!!) just a shot away from The Beacon Theater, Riverside and Lincoln Center.

Gosh I love our house there so much!

Have a house in Manhattan is simply fabulous

We went to Letterman too and enjoyed at the same time (they were taping two episodes) Justin Timberlake (well, not that  I really like him at all, and he SUX as actor still), the awesome The Civil Wars, and then the subsequent taping JOHNNY friggin DEPP and the someway disappointing Foster the People.

We also had the great pleasure of being invited by lovely beauty Brooke Shields at her Broadway show and enjoy the cast company quite after it, and we also went to watch another piece, Mamma Mia!, as New York was preparing to find some snow hours later.

Then the whole of Soho (where some very good friends reside) and the night outs, The Chelsea Piers, dinners at the Top of The Sky…

Oh, New York!!!

As an European, I’ll never be tired of saying it, NY IS the city… I meanI love California and I love to have a house there, but California love expresses itself fully towards the entire Country, while talking about TOWNS, New York just BE IT.

We couldn’t obviously remain these latest few days so we missed Saturday Night Live on the 5th November (too bad, episode is hilarious and yes, I actually enjoyed Maroon 5 there even though I still only moderately like both Moves Like Jagger and Stereo Hearts):

Today we were actually invited to be witnessing the Victoria Secret Fashion Show, where Anne walks and Maroon 5 (and KANYE!!!!!) will perform; but honestly, I will happily content myself with watching it on tv, because I feel not any urge of crazy fandom by now.

I still obviously love Maroon 5, but I can live with missing them sometimes.

It doesn’t nor wouldn’t hurt me anymore at all, like it used to when they used to be flawlessly epic to me, and therefore any missing of their “existence” would have felt like a deprive to my soul.

Now, I am a fan that likes and loves and praises, but not longer completely adores and worships them, pros and cons no matter what.

This makes me somebody who has a number of huge likes in music, but not anymore a devoted and 110% fan of ANYBODY (still, I have my list of likes that I can put in a numbered list, and the top positions still always the same, even without worshipping I presume).

But there’s a thing that they did this past week that I truly loved that involved Maroon 5, and that thing was a chat they did for z100NY radio where Adam confessed his fandom for my other favorite band (and they still them two who keeps being my favorite, no matter Moves Like Jagger,  Mylo Xyloto mistakes of various sorts and crimes against music, bad reality tv shows The Voice shame), namely Coldplay (I also adores that he gives hints about Rock In Rio, a gig that I adored to attend to, for both bands).

Watch it because it’s so cute (in its entirety, actually, not merely the part where he talks about Coldplay, or when he rightly defends his position against those idiots of Fox News, for instance):

Talking about idiots, politics and douchebags – all things that apply to Fox News and anybody trusting that racist, angsty uninforming trash – , and I use the term way too generously, in Italy that stupid criminal Berlusconi is keeping us hanging while the Country falls apart, drowns itself  under water, generally struggles to survive and he still speaking like everything’s fine and like he actually has a voice to raise to make things better.

Can he die already, please?

I mean… NATURALLY (he’s old enough, isn’t he?).

I think Rino Gaetano said it best (it’s scary how this song works now like it did decades ago…):

I really hope my Country can raise the bar, raise its head up and start understanding to be OKAY, to be fine, to be respected and trusted you gotta WORK, be responsible, be true, be HONEST and never give up to ANY of these things.

We have more brain and more talent and more strength than we think; and the fact so many in this Country believed in a rotten, fake, poisoning and poisoned criminal’s “fairy tale” has brought this amazing place on the verge of despare, and bankruptcy.

I know we won’t permit this any longer.

So… as I keep being blessed and happy… I hope my generation will provide the great energy to start a new and better chapter for many, and for all the Italians too.

John Lennon wasn’t the only dreamer.

Last song I post, makes me remember New York in the sweetest way:

Have you all a great time.

The happiest woman on this planet. Ever

Missus Z.

A real disappointing effort

A day of packing, a day of work… a day of music, a day of mourns.

Let’s go in line…

This morning I should have enjoyed Coldplay and their long awaited Mylo Xyloto album on my way to my very early working shift (7h30 am: China business requests that, and I am happy to oblige as that is any company’s brightest side of the future, let’s face it).

I knew the pre-order was up for grabs so around 5h30 am I woke up, I downloaded it (along the wonderful iBook of Steve Jobs) and I listened.

And… I didn’t find it awesome.

I actually didn’t find it even GOOD.

Oh, let’s be honest… at times I didn’t even find it decent…

It’s hours that I have it on loop (along my other buy… Noel Gallagher’s High Flying Birds, which is really good if you love the genre, and I do).

This is what I judged the tunes of the two albums like, (and the iBook) just this morning (and actually some of the Mylo Xyloto’s track could be lower than what I gave out…):

The Mylo Xyloto disappointment as certified from my iTunes stars...

Maybe for you all it ain’t a big deal but for me, Coldplay devotee since the first Yellow came out (I was in UK studying/living at that time, more than in Italy) it sure – kinda – is.

Look, I’m not against them turning “pop”: they always have been pop to me after A Rush Of Blood To The Head… and I am all for merging/exploring/mashing of genres but the majority of Mylo Xyloto is overproduced, lyrically underwhelming, missing whatever kind of point type of generic shiz.

Sorry.

Any longtime Coldplay lover can easily see this is by far their worst album.

And I won’t even weight in the whole Princess Of China Bull. My oh,…my.

Autotune in a Coldplay song?

It’s awful.

Awful.

Awful.

Noel's record instead is quite amazing

Chris should just ditch Goop, be open about cheating (all the lyrics of the album scream variously between “Kate Bosworth” to “Generic Hookup“) become truly the Hollywood darling he secretely wishes to be and stop imitating the (wrong) road of U2, simply.

Yes, cause with Mylo Xyloto Coldplay made exactly the same mistake U2 did: they thought they could be good in any mix, while they just proved they weren’t.

They’re stadium rockers (in Coldplay’s case, “pop rockers”) who shouldn’t ever let dancey beats switch over and fluke off their signature guitars/melodies.

Sadly, they just tried way too hard, and failed miserably.

Oh well… live the tunes are still amazing, so that is already a plus and surely the fact this album is very lame won’t touch my overall love for Coldplay.

Anyone can miss a point and doing it with the FIFTH record only is remarkable.

Steve's biography is AMAZING on iBook

I will listen more to Noel, than Coldplay while in US, that is for sure.

Yes, because I’m on the verge to leave towards Big Apple for:

• Business (mine);
• Business (Karim’s);
• Pleasure (of both);
• Stepping into our just renewed Manhattan apartment;
• Celebrating Halloween

Too bad we can’t stay that long to appreciate neither SLN (on the 5th November) or the VSFS 2011  on November 9th (which we had already the places for, thanx to powerful producers friends of Karim’s fam) appreciating Maroon 5 and Kanye West and Anne on those days, performing/catwalking there…

But Karim’s gotta be in Germany those days and I don’t see the point of enjoying those shows without him.

Yeah, I’ve become that good of a wife, haven’t I?

I leave you with an homage to Marco Simoncelli though.

The tragedy that occurred yesterday in Sepang made me cry so hard yesterday.

Farewell, Sic: you will now ride over the purest angels’ clouds up there in a shining sky.

Love, Missus Z.

And even though Adam looks slightly stiff in the pics (but he’s not a model, so it’s very natural he doesn’t feel as comfortable as Anne doing photoshots of that level. Adam surely is as beautiful as a model, but his job ain’t that, and it shows, although I am sure not many musicians could afford to still look THAT credible in a Vogue spread… and I am talking of PURE musicians, not those types of singers/actors that could probably offer better a fake face to cameras, the way – and I add for God’s sake- Adam would never), the set manage to translate very well their perfect matching, conveying a really raw and primordial mixture of sexiness and care that only a blind person could overlook.

They are basically flawless together.

This amazing video of the shot that is now available online (click here if you wanna also be taken to the source page and comment on that… and if you are not sore envious losers, you will just notice the inevitable and praise Adam, Anne, their looks, their love, their sexy charme and wish them the best – and to make some babies, too )

I know they are not really dressed that much to show “the fashion” but honestly WHO CARES?

They are high fashion even being practically naked, and an ode to style and beauty no matter how many layers of clothes they put on themselves (and to get deeper into that: their lean and toned-but-not-too-excessively-pumped-out bodies are, forgive me for the words clashing, the embodiment of what a good fashion appearance should be, so to all the critics out who may blab about the fact Vogue should show clothes, my answer is not only folks, NOT ONLY. Vogue has to trace what is fashionable, and a rocker + a model couple is quintessentially fashion, especially when both are the poster-perfect image of what ATTRACTIVE means).

I was waiting since AGES for them to finally get a major fashion magazine cover together, and when in July Anne tweeted that she had a very special guest and surprise for an incoming Vogue Russia spread, I knew the odds of them to be together and COVERING it were really high.

The title reads that Fashion is Like Sex.

Dunno about that, but Anne and Adam together ARE the sex.

I really really really want them to be forever and gift the world beautiful babies together.

They would be amazingly beautiful (as they are) and very talented in their own way.

So, Ladies and Gentlemen (waiting for the actual Vogue Russia to be in my hands soon) take a look at what human perfection is, and how radiant love can make two people be:

Adam Levine and Anne V for Vogue Russia November 2011

Happy Friday everyone

Missus Z.

NB: Edited on Saturday 12th to add Vogue Russia backstage video (are they even more perfect in motion or what? Awwww!!!)