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27 January 2012. Light Up a Candle for the International Holocaust Remembrance Day
Posted 27 January 2012
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Here we are.
Another year.
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.
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.
January 2012 will taste precious
Posted 16 January 2012
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Good morning!
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.
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!).
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 ;))
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???
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.
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!!!!!
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”.
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.
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Not even the first amazing party night out at Milan Fashion Week has been able to recover me from the sadness of R.E.M. break up.
I’ve always been a HUGE REM fan… my mum and dad are, so I grew along them and in my book, REM’s love ALWAYS won many others (let’s say U2, for instance).
It’s not that I didn’t expect it… it’s just that it hurts still to know.
I now miss Nirvana, Oasis, Amy… and REM.
Expect my iTunes uploads for Twitter been very REM-ish for a while.
I was going to write this update about my incoming leaving for Rock In Rio, where I will be blessed enough to catch at once Coldplay and Maroon 5 (they substitute Jay Z in one of the best change of setlists EVER in my book… I despise Jay Z, and I will always LOVE to witness Maroon 5 live, even though now I’m not a freak fan of them anymore, since The Fuckery Voice demise, and their music turning way too pop-charting-oriented… I still a fan, just not like I used to, it’s the reality of facts), but I just can’t.
The REM thing summonizes up with the tragedy of another lame-ass USA execution of a man who might be innocent and I just can’t at such wrong things happening.
Today I am this weak, sorry.
Troy Davis shouldn’t have been executed… death penalty is just WRONG and in this at least Italy has always been ahead of times (our philosophers claimed this in 1800 already).
This of course doesn’t excuse Italian current demises, and Berlusconi is an evidence to the maximum that SO MANY THINGS are wrong with my Country, too…
That man should just DIE.
I mean it. He’s old enough and a shame enough and if there would be a good Above, we should NATURALLY see him passing away.
Instead… good people pass away in the core of their lives, like my homie Elena, two days ago.
This isn’t right.
Karim and I spoke so much about this (he wasn’t very familiar with her because we used to hang out more when he wasn’t part of my life… but he got from the atmosphere that she lived her life as a shining diamond sparkling&sharing LOVE), because whenever I am down, I turn to the source of my joy to get soulfully rested and restored.
But yeah… I keep being sad for all this injustice around.
But I don’t like to be gloomy so I try to cheer up and thinking at the other party for Fashion I’m gonna attend today and talking about Fashion… I leave you with the wonderful feature of lovely Anne V in Antidote magazine (it’s actually more of a BOOK than a magazine…).
She’s downright PERFECT and Fantastique, indeed.
You know I still love to imagine Anne and Adam together (best celebrity couple still… she’s just with him these days, doing grocery shopping in the cutest ways, and being gently silent as she shares Los Angeles laid-back-ness along him prior to the last days of their American tour); because indeed they are blessed with looks and talents (though Adam seems unable to exploit his crystal one in the best way… but that’s merely my own opinion, and as long as he’s happy with his life, it’s all good) and it really seems they share a good heart too.
I love to picture the moment when they’ll be a family (because they definitely would and should do that, and also pretty soon… ?) especially considering I believe they’d be both great parents.
This is one of their vintage picture I love the most… in June 2010, lunching at Joan On Third:
Okay… now I better try and get ready for today’s fashion events… work left me with a huge headache and I have yet to go to the hairdresser.
So, to shorten it up… I’M LATE.
Enjoy your day and … and have a nice one ya’ll.
Missus Z.
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Oh… how awesome!!!!!!
Today could be one of the best days of the year!!!!
Back after days of COMPLETE no connection (I got hacked past Wednesday in a very obnoxious way… obnoxious especially because it faked I could have ANY darn interest in THE Voice Of Fuckery… Yikes!!! I despise despise despise all about any reality tv show, ESPECIALLY when it butchers THE art of MUSIC!!! The day I will ever watch that thing may the Judgement Day come and bury me down in flames!), today from a very quiet lab, as my tests roll on, I HAVE to get you all on the amazingness that has been the WHOLE Heineken Jammin Festival 2011 experience, and SO much more that is going on in these beautiful – although rainy – hours.
In so many ways, I loved to be not connected because I got even more pleasures out of being with my friends and lover in such awesome spaces and events.
I also had some wild super rewarding sex plays in the mud and washed up through rain which was SUPERBLY satisfying.
Dirrrrrrrt in the best way 😉
I just took a space to read this coming from Save The Children (for obvious reasons) to honor Gwen Stefani and No Doubts efforts for Japan Relief. YOU ROCK guys. YOU ROCK GWEN!!!
Three words: WE MET COLDPLAY (that of course wasn’t my first time, but it always is a FINE pleasure, especially when Guy is all chatty. He’s a dreamboat and always will be), and this time even Karim admitted he liked them – in that break AND especially for their rocking performance on stage.
I think it could all stop there if that were NOT actually the peak.
The peak?
I TALKED WITH LIAM GALLAGHER.
THAT is the peak and forever will be (though I really think he was intimidated by both my and K’s height… not that he would EVER admit it, of course).
My Oasis-Mania will always EQUALLY love both brothers, because one has THE most amazing raspy voice of his generation, and the other the most amazing easy writing skills (can’t wait for Noel’s solo album to drop… and while we’re at it, happy incoming marriage Noel!!!).
The days of the Heineken Jammin have been awesome… maybe not everybody loved the line-up as we did, but to me one of the peaks WAS DEFINITELY FABRI FIBRA!!!!
We re-met him (no big deal… he’s a homie ;)) as well, and actually as usual I had a blast.
We loved especially day one, even though weather wasn’t bright (but during the PERFECT Coldplay set, even rain stop bothering because NOTHING had to mess with the complete bliss that their set was. Gosh, they get better and better and better as performers every single time: the whole thousands and thousands were all so transfixed… males, females – because they have as many males fans as they have females, for God’s grace – everyone just stated the obvious: COLDPLAY are this generation’s U2. End of it. Another level, yep).
Cremonini and Elbow, the amazing Verdena, Negramaro (on second day) were really really good too.
Vasco Rossi on third day is a giver, I mean, Vasco is always a great fun live… but the rest of day three and some of day two was really a filler.
Taylor Momsen should just model because her music SUCKS; then… All Time Low??? REALLY???
Painful awfulness.
Never call them back again (not merely at this festival… just don’t let them come back in Italy ALTOGETHER, for the sake of music!).
Before we took off for the four days of Veneto’s magic we drowned in more bliss thanx to Apple and Steve Jobs, who revealed to the world the news about US:
Watch the whole of the Keynote from Apple Site:
I adore Steve Jobs.
He is what I’d love to become, as I wrote, he’s an imaginative genius ahead of his time and full of dreaming power, without being naive or empty for it.
Steve… I suffer seeing you so weak and consumed… you’ll NEVER know how good you did for the world and… ME.
Love You.
Keeping up with amazingness of the past few days. we had to leave Venice soon on Sunday because Ladies and Gentlemen we had to VOTE for the Referendums (please let the Quorum be reached!!!).
This absolutely fantastic video from Sora Cesira, with its distinctive half Italian-English mash up, tells everything:
Genius again.
The total bliss ensued when this morning, just as I had hoped yesterday before getting some deserved rest, when I woke up to the GREAT news that LeBron(ze) James once again proved himself as the BIGGEST LOSER ever and choked again, overshadowed by Dirk Novitzky‘s TRUE class and losing the ring (he will never get) in favor of the very deserving Dallas Mavericks.
AMAZING.
Amazing.
AAAAAMMMMAAAZZZING.
This picture also is genius and it will keep me going smirking ALL day:
I’m very happy of the MEAT demise: I am sorry for Wade, who’s a great champion (in Dirk’s league), but you know my un-appreciativeness of Bronzey’s HYPE is as vast as sky and I hope finally it will stop, after the further proof that he simply CANNOT WIN.
He’s a choker, a loser, and will NEVER ever win, no matter how many (better than him) players he will surround himself with, he has NOT *that* factor that makes people win (read: COJONES).
He’s NOT a champion. He’s just a very good player with a set of natural skills that he NEVER developed rightly because he’s a lazy unfocused PRICK.
Yes.
This is what he is, because the only thing that holds himself from success is… HIMSELF.
What a waste of human being (You know I consider CRIMINAL when great talents get wasted due to people’s characterial FLAWS… it’s a damage to humanity to me, and let alone how can I take such a low form of life can get HYPED??? Please… shut up and hide under rocks. Losers will remain losers forever, because it’s in themselves the problem, and they just won’t solve that).
Stop hoping he will blossom because at 26 he’s starting to get old and stale ALREADY and should be ashamed the way he lost once again, once more.
Awwwwwwwww. The Laker Fan in me REJOICES so much.
I had really hoped a lot this would happen, and I am so delighted my fears past post were overcome by events 🙂
Today at lab, though, something else arrived that in a way made me very happy (I was thinking about buying it in Japan once there for marriage, because my record collection gotta remain intact a and complete NO matter THE FUCKERY that thing currently making me bleed), but on the other end still signify for some weeks more I can’t bend over that liking.
I can’t be derogatory to my life’s principles.
That means also (among brackets) that although I HAVE listened (once) to the song Adam and Gym Class Heroes did, Stereo Hearts (it’s a cute, unarming song… not a masterpiece, because NOTHING produced by those who write for KESHA and Britney Spears could ever be, but it’s a nice generically cute happy pop summer song that surely will do well everywhere, because generic is what rules the charts nowadays, if you exclude AWESOME Adele), and I reckon is a nice effort (nowhere near as good as the real rock song Every Teardrop Is a Waterfall, of course, but still a sweet happy pop urban song), I won’t buy the song until The Fuckery Voice ends, no matter if technically the song will be available TOMORROW from iTunes (this breaks a LONG habit, where I would buy ANYTHING off from any of Maroon 5 guys even before listening to the thing, JUST because they’d deserve… but now my fanship has way reduced, due to the musical crime Adam did when he sold his artistry out to a reality tv show… sorry, this is not amendable for me, and it never will. That super status is forever lost in my book, and it won’t come back, because I can’t really take him any seriously anymore, no matter his unmistakable talent and his beautiful voice…):
But I mean… confront the above (cute, I admit it) song with a real rock song full of guitars and real musical play, and with WAY better substance, then draw your conclusion on why I feel so let down about somebody after all:
I mean… there’s NO comparison regarding real artistry quality between these two tracks right?
It doesn’t mean Stereo Hearts won’t succeed (I think it will, and I hope it will because Adam NEEDS a hit after all) but have you looked what is in the chart these days? Kesha? Katy Perry? Taio Cruz? PITBULL???? If that’s what people buy, let me be with the music people DON’T buy, all way long (even if I am sure ETIAW will be bought a LOT everywhere, because it’s just too much of a good song anyway).
Oh well… a least so far Adam didn’t dare to ruin completely his credibility and duet with Justin Bieber or a Jonas Brother… but the way he’s now, I won’t be surprised when he would (ah, the good times when duets were with REAL people like Alicia Keys are forever gone, aren’t they?… what a shame…).
Anyway, back to the gift I got sent.
My Chinese partners sent me this as a present this morning ( they wanted to be kind after I served them with boat rides and Italian Sea last month… cute).
Hands All Over ASIAN Tour Edition, which is a CD + DVD.
They also sent me a bid guitar. That I will immediately give to Karim.
Way to keep me cringe over what has gone that won’t return (namely the pure unaffected joy of having special M5 items, when I was proud of them…).
Lucky me, the mail was cute today though most especially because Radiohead FULL package for The King Of Limbs arrived (that’s what I call music…) ;).
That saved me someway.
And kept the mood just as perfect as it can get.
Now we just need a QUORUM.
Do it, Italy.
Do it.
I trust you 😉
Love, Miss Z. 🙂
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Of course, I had to come online and post a blog TODAY.
We woke up around 7 am as usual, and we found our phones pulsating in colors like a disco ball hit by a flashy rainbow (we have different set ups for our iPhones and BBs, and the light that comes is determined by the people sending us texts/video-messages/mails).
We feared at first something bad had happened (we set phones with no sound at night) but then we thought if that was the case, somebody would have called at our HOUSE and that sound would have been heard.
So it had to be a good news, we realized with relief.
We opened our four devices and more or less it was an endless series of missed calls and texts reading:
THEY KILLED OSAMA!!!!
THEY GOT HIM AND SERVED HIM!!!
WHOOOOOOO-HOOOO!!!
We immediately phoned Karim’s parents.
You know… well, his family PROPERLY fought that man these years.
From the HQs.
It has been immediately intense for my baby.
He lost friends in the Twin Towers (remember that night last year when I had to console him mutely just due to a documentary we were seeing at night prior to NBA games? You must… I will certainly NEVER forget that night) and after that, also a couple during the subsequently declared wars (I can’t call wars “peace operations”, sorry… a war is a war and no fancy names can change its status).
We have an extremely complex and not easy view of all this that arose after 9/11, and the most amazing thing is that we realized we had even way before we actually met (and that is an issue that can cause way more than a simple tension in a relationship… let alone for people as complicated as K&I).
We know it was inevitable to war it up after that… but we still convinced war is never the answer to anything, unless for you “answer” means “way to be all dead soon”.
No matter who *wins*, war has never winning people on its count: only dead ones.
But yeah, the death of Osama Bin Laden is a great relief.
Even though we are completely aware JUST because of it, the world will immediately see his heirs trying to establish their status by attempting I fear MORE than one major move.
So yeah… I just expect terrorism to escalate pretty soon.
Still… this had to be done.
Hitler had to be dead.
Osama had to be dead.
I hope soon Berlusconi follows – a natural, and not imposed – way to be dead too (there, I said it. Italy needs to be freed from him, but not violently. He’s old and I still hope a natural death occurs as soon as possible.)
It’s a very HUGE turmoil of feelings for me and Karim (especially him, who even served during the war of terrorism) today.
Somehow, I feel like this was a further gift to mankind from Pope John Paul the Second who just got beatified (technically, the same day Osama got killed).
Although I am always battling some of the most narrow-minded concepts of Church, I have to say I have always admired and felt Karol Wojtyla, and that he always got me with his speech against war, when war seemed the most fashionable thing around.
Trust me: you know how cynical I can be: I am not a pacifist for the sake of it.
I’m no flower power at all.
My choice about it comes from philosophy and reasoning: in times when armies can erase the entire humanity, to try for peace is the ONLY WAY TO SURVIVE.
I know war is the most productive industry EVER, since EVER… but if we don’t stick in our minds we can’t ever win if we don’t ALL win, and look out for a way to comprehend one another and not fight one another, we will only get one step closer each day to the complete demise of EVERYONE.
There is no party there… no party who can just win.
My choice for peace and understanding is a strategical one, not a naive one.
But all that said…
let’s honor the victims who fought in clarity and purity of soul, let’s pray for innocents that got killed on EACH side, because they weren’t taking sides at all in their innocence, and just let’s COOPERATE FOR PEACE.
Actively.
Terrorism isn’t dead, because to scare people is the easiest way to dominate them.
Easiest until mankind won’t step out of fears and embrace brain and heart to the fullest.
Fear works for half-developed humans.
Fully developed humans don’t fear: they try to THINK to overcome fears, and they understand fear cannot rule a good way to live.
Aggressive is not fearless: aggressive is a companion to fearful.
But sure I am happy this whole thing happened in Obama’s presidency run.
Man deserved this hard-to-obtain success (ehi, Donald Trump… please jump off your skyscraper before trying to say again the stupidest things on this event too… IDIOT).
I chose this song to underline my mood, in honor of all those fallen for mankind’s lowest instincts:
And now back to more down-to-Earth and personal events.
Getting near…
GETTING NEAR!!!
Absolutely unfazed by the fact a balding guy married a smiling chick (yeah, the MARRIAGE OF THE CENTURY… don’t think it brought much luck to his mother’s one the fact all of the world stared in awe watching the whole thing, right?), this further month passes away bringing MYSELF closer to *the day*.
Lotta stuff to be prepared…
Lotta emotions, all cute and fine and lovely, and to be honest we’re not a single bit relentless about this.
K&I are very focused and calm.
They’ve tried to make us question the Kyoto (yep, that’s it… we picked up Kyoto in the end) location due to the Earthqwake – Nuclear scare but it’s OUR marriage.
We want to get married in Japan and there we will.
You love us?
You’ll be moved there by our will to have you near to us that day.
If you don’t feel like sharing our day, be prepared to consequences (okay it sounds at once ungrateful and cocky but trust me when we made this speech to our people it sounded very compassionate and good-to-listen-to… ;)).
I don’t think really we will have troubles with Parades for NBA to be taken into spotlight before our big month… in fact, we don’t reach out to USA until July (screw Ravinia Festival and anything even remotedly related to, and BRING IT ON GLASTONBURY instead!!!!).
Lakers have been painful to watch to during playoffs and although I really hope as a fan things may change I don’t see odds favourable to us at all.
But I know we gotta take on the Mavs in second round of the playoffs because I can’t stand Mark Cuban AT ALL.
I respect the Mavs… I don’t respect their owner (because he’s a DICK).
Too bad I can’t criticize Lakers will as I am also half performing this year as a fan (not for my responsibility though).
In fact doctors still ban me from not getting enough night sleep after my Labyrinthitis crisis, so I can wake up in the middle of nights ONLY to catch the second halves of games.
It sucks.
It makes me feel half a fan…*sigh*.
But you can’t play with health can you?
Kobe also disappointed me with a gay slur that luckily he managed to *explain* (not really—) or at least decently ask forgiveness for in a video and some partnering made-up moves.
Still KOBE… WTF?
Then of course Kobe still Kobe and Still my hero for the way he play and he’s not human like the rest of us…
That man is such an inspiration of strength and will, darn 😉
At least Milan is doing well 😉
Too bad my two sporty passion can never go hand in hand as for results lately but ehi, at least I have always something positive going on, haven’t I?
I’m very up to my sport game too and you know sunny times for me means mostly tennis court battles!!!
I still love the way I focuse into tennis gestures and I compare them with good sex.
My fantasy runs miles you know when it’s about sex but really some things that are not sex reminds me a lot of it…
Then the output of sporty games easily always translate ANYWAY into something sexual FOR REAL in my world (you know me, don’t you?) 😉
April has been gracious to me a lot: we have spent some of our weekends finally getting acquainted with my Boat again!!! (love love love it), and then on the Easter time we went to my Florence house, but Karim’s parents and mine also reached to the amazing town (on their own though… we need our spaces free, ourselves… and then we stay naked at home way too much to have our parents rounding nearby… LMAO!).
The boat times and the Florence times BOTH have seen our crew to join us for some clubbing too.
I am amazed the way the bonds we share with my friends and Karim’s friends are completely natural and easy to go.
It’s beautiful to be surrounded by so much care and love.
And then… we just rule the world, don’t we? 😉
In Genova we got a promo copy at the club of AMAZING latest Foo Fighter’s record… that you gotta BUY ASAP:
There is a lot of music going on in my ears (and NO, until that awful thing that involves Adam still going on, I still completely untouched and not listening to any of Maroon5. I can’t take it. The Voice for me – and sure friends have tried to force me watch it – is a shame that can’t be approved, and it never will), and what is amazing is that now on Twitter I have MORE than 2050 followers (WOW!!!! I have added some due following myself to and now I follow 43… you get how AMAZING the difference is???) so I can spread my music appreciation posts so widely all over and wait for some advice from people too!!!
I love the way music is universally speaking 🙂
Music will always be my best friend… ALWAYS.
My consideration for its power is the same that I give to art in general because music IS art.
And Art as Beauty rules my entire world.
Anyway don’t worry… My friends over the other blog will give you updates also on The Voice of Fuckery soon (I landed them links so you will see that thing that I protected my eyes and soul from seeing. I don’t wanna be corrupted by second rated tv… or by tv at all. I try to take the best care of my brain cells, thank you) ;).
I will get back to my appreciation of M5 and Adam as soon as that thing will end.
I miss their music?
SURE, how couldn’t I?
Look, these are the 45 albums/specials/VideoPackages I got of them and ONLY in my iTunes: there are more than an entire day of ALBUM/EP/VIDEOEPs music and that doesn’t count the amount of physical recordings (ALL THEY EVER PUT OUT from Kara’s Flowers till now, and ALL their collaborations EVER made) that I have of them, which were these (see the video I made for The Way You Look Tonight below and you get HOW MUCH I am a fan of them) ONE and half year ago (they have grown since then with all that they have put out after that).
I even have special Asian versions of all their music. Do you really think it’s easy for me to NOT listen to my favorite band?
It is.
But I can’t cope with the disappointment they served me with and then I have over 1000 albums now. I can survive some months without their ones, and don’t feel bad for it, since they didn’t care about choosing a tv reality show over playing live for the fans who built them up.
Their choice.
My choice.
And we’re all entitled to feel fine about them, both me and them, of course.
They think music is only entertainment and shouldn’t be a big deal; while for me music is first and foremost great Art and SURE it MUST be taken seriously, thing that I do.
I am just sad that in the maintime I am NOT covering M5 and Adam, I miss the chance to speak about lovely Anne V…. I miss talking about lovely Russian Fairy, but it’d be hard to talk about her and NOT about her boyfriend (they still best couple EVER in the celeb world to me, and I keep being a total sucker and rooting for them to procreate perfect babies together, for the sake of mankind’s next generations’ BEAUTY) so I am forced to. Maybe though I can prepare a couple of musical videos with her latest working duties… I may soon… She still one of the cutest things ever and so sweet and kind. She’s an all-overly delicious human being, whose beauty is just ONE of her best qualities. ;).
But see… my principle about being true to what I deeply feel and see can’t be changed.
I don’t kiss asses, and I am proud of the way I am.
That’s why until Summer starts sneak in fully I won’t mention “that thing”, “that man”, and “all around involved”.
With this I hope I have answered to the mails I got asking me why I wasn’t covering The Voice, Adam Levine and Maroon 5 anymore since a while.
I can’t deviate from the value I give to music, as simple as that.
And I HATE reality tv and the way reality tv has transformed music scene into a sham.
It’s clear why I won’t cover M5 or Adam while they keep perpetrating what to my eyes and perception is a real big big big mistake.
I will get back to them when this won’t be an issue for me to deal with anymore.
Be calm.
And respect my choice at least since THIS is my house (I.E.: stop flaming this blog mail or my twitter: I anyway couldn’t care less of what you have to say to me, when it comes to things that belong ONLY to me) and this blog was created to “speak about what I find valuable and great, as I live my life“.
Next?
Next topic. Sure… this has taken way too much space today 😉
Just this past night, after practically Milan has won Serie A again (about timeeeee!!!) we had a great great party over Karim’s loft (it seems all so far away after today’s news…) 😉 and we actually met really nice new people thankx to our friends.
We missed our friends this weekend cos we went alone at my Garda Lake House to just… erm… well, doing our business in peace.
We love our crew, we really do… but sometimes we need to stay alone and just stay naked all time.
😉 You know us (and me especially) 😉
My dad last Thursday at Rotary dinner (EXTENDED BOREDOME) was joking with me and K. about our “creative sexual ways” (I am this open and natural about sex thanx to the fact I have parents who never pushed me at considering sex anything more or less than the totally most natural and awesome thing on Earth… and yeah my parents still bangin one another clearly and this is the greatest thing a daughter/son could understand. Sorry Freud…) 😉 and at some point some old fart came over and gave a sight of reproaching (mind your business, I am sure your “oh-so-holy” ass has betrayed your *lovingly* wife behind her back…), without saying a word.
My father said to Karim:
“Never try to become THAT way with my daughter or she’s gonna kick your ass.”.
I love my dad endlessly.
And so does his future son-in-law ;).
Karim in fact had a very gentle but cuttingly fierce way to answer (with a gracious humor) that as I love to ride horses, this time I might have found one ride where the horse ain’t that easy to be driven away from the road HE decides (which is true, and also the reason I am actually gonna marry him… me the person who had over 250 partners and never seemed interested to settle down AT ALL ;)).
My dad nodded in approval.
I know I am way too lucky to have such awesome people around me.
I know.
And I appreciate it particularly today, which is anyway a day of deep reflection and thoughtfulness.
So folks… I guess I am done already because I am very tired of writing AND it’s almost time to go off the lab having lunch.
As soon as the phones stop ringing… (whole world is in need to talk these hours… it’s understandable).
Wish you all a great time and a shining May.
We are ready to travel a lot soon again, after all.
And traveling also emphasizes the fact the whole world is interconnected and that we need understanding to not make it blow.
It’s OUR responsibility to make the world a better place FOR EVERYONE.
Because it’s the only way we can keep on living, let’s face it 😉
Let’s end with the obvious musical choice for today:
PEACE.
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Good sunny afternoon world!
This post can come now, after a very rough patch that I have hit somewhere around the past 40 hours (well, it has stopped being bad since yesterday, actually…).
I have had a great time today so far… I danced my ass off because we have to get ready for my birthday weekend (yep… I celebrate my birthday actually THIS week in Italy… Garda Lake hosting weekend for the crew and HUGE party at a prive’ club for around 70 guests on saturday… and you know I’m fond of commanded dance routines to impress party goers and the rest of the club, right?) and right now I’m enjoying listening to PJ Harvey and writing this while tests at lab performs.
Song and routine we are preparing for my birthday bash (and DJs are gonna play what we… what I ask of course ;)) is this one (Xaro’s choice is approved!!!):
In fact since I have been given the green light again about doing all gym I used to I feel really better and lighten up.
But sometimes… things happen that you can’t avoid to turn dark for.
It all started on Sunday: we were returning home from a wonderful Florence weekend, that truly drove us insanely happy; and I had prepared a choco cake (with all stages posted as I like to do on Twitter)…
I was ready to just cozy up with Karim (and the cake) before getting some rest when… I opened the Twitter pages on my iPad and froze.
I read that Rick Friedman, a wonderful creature and amazing Lakers blogged, had passed away.
I felt so incredibly… void.
This is the way I felt. Even though what I wrote really isn’t describing a thing at all.
I spent the Monday glooming it down.
I had to move to ride Swifty and spent the night at MY house because I needed to feel… in my place.
I react so wrong to death…
All my science faith, all my logic… all my approach to the brightest and fullest side of life disappear when I confront myself with THE pain.
I don’t mean nor mind dying MYSELF: as I write in my profile here, I try to live my life in a way that I wouldn’t mind dying the next day, because it is the journey which matters.
I stand by that.
What destroys me about the death concept is when it afflicts those around me.
Sometimes I get affected even by those of celebrities (that I don’t generally care much for) when it happens that I did meet them in the flesh… Like for instance Liz Taylor, when I was living in London and she got Knighted by the Queen.
But yeah… the death affects me clearly when it’s about MY people. My crew. My world.
The people whom I care of, or just… the people that to me makes this world a better world, well… To see those people leaving forever leave me numb and shaking.
Their missing is hard for me to handle.
Rick was one of those and I feel trashed because I wasn’t there when he actually had that passing.
These days I don’t really blog much in LA Times because I have been banned from staying awake at night from doctors (my Laby probably was just a sign of my system being too exploited.. well 3 and half full years of wakin up every three nights to watch games live I guess took their toll on me?) and if I hang there it becomes impossible for me not to bend at the temptation of doing it again, especially these days when Lakers are clearly on the rise up again – impressive strike of 15-1 post all stargame…).
Gotta preserve myself for marriage times (but on playoffs I’ll be there…), so that’s why I hadn’t the faintest idea about Rick’s conditions getting to the final strain.
I know and I am sure he forgave me up there where he is…
But still I had such a gloomy mood those past days.
Then I just wrote to a couple of lovely and caring friends (Lass&Marco) and Karim’s care these two nights once again did the miracle of putting me at a deep ease.
Yesterday dinner in Milan was just wonderful: not only because we dearly love the place and its chef… but because we sexed it all up starting from the Restaurant and keeping it all along into an amazing core of the starry night.
Best. Way. To. Be.
Not that everything is going as we are planning and would like life to be: we still unable to get permissions from Ambassadors to fly to Japan for my birthday.
That SUCKS.
Even though we do realize it ain’t exactly the right time to be there (Hanami isn’t really a feast this tragic year) to plan our great day, we die to be there exactly right now to try to HELP the Country we both feel so close to.
It’s very special this link we furthermost share, between us.
We love Japan with our whole heart and even though Kyoto seems mostly unaffected by tsunami, it definitely it’s affected like the whole Country by the nuclear scare.
We just want to be there… see with our eyes… feel the bond with the Japanese people we so find special.
BTW: CLICK ON THIS LINK AND DONATE TO JAPAN RELIEF AGAIN AND AGAIN.
But Governments don’t agree (we see their point, we’re not dumb); and our families as well aren’t up for this (and Karim’s one… you know… it’s also THE Government in a way).
In case April trip can’t be made, and if our will won’t prevail, my birthday week will be spent in Miami.
Even though I’d prefer it to be somewhere else (Miami kinda bores me).
Yeah, I’ll tan.
I actually face a very LONG tanning time this year: I will be free from work from end of June, and having the whole of July to get preppied and up for the marriage; then August… it’s OUR month.
Be ready world, cos you’re gonna be ours!
We’re very… ready and up and thrilled and yes… in love.
Love is always the best answer, and we feel so merged with and all around it that it doesn’t matter if we cozy up on the highest white peaks of the Alps or we just let ourselves enjoy quietly art, and friends, or whatever we feel like to be part at any single given moment…
Truth is we belong to one another and this mutual acknowledge of belonging is what makes us pass through anything feeling in the end always… stronger.
And always more grateful and happy for what we’ve been blessed to live: to live together, I mean.
I am also really up because working-like my career couldn’t be better and I couldn’t feel any more empowered.
The last deal shaped up last week to be simply the best I could have wished for and I am beyond excited to see what the next bunch of years hold up for me professionally speaking.
In fact I’m so calm and peaceful now I have even agree with Marghe in doing something she can’t do.
Assured that I WON’T EVER post a DAMN thing about the Voice of Fuckery of America and that I still deeply against anything (and ANYONE) related to it, there are other activities of someone I’m still trying not to consider these days (until that Fuckery show isn’t ended in all of its startin, making and finishing parts) that I will somehow cover here, at least for today, so that my friend can later link this I am about to post in her own blog (their own blog… sorry Serena I forgot you ;)).
I didn’t want to do this but Marghe says there’s no way she can upload this material that I had already prepared for her (her site account doesn’t allow that) and MOREOVER (that is actually the true reason I post this up) the result of what you’re gonna see is a CLEAR reference to Anne, and Anne still at the top of my likings so…
Okay.
I did this for you but it’s a one in a million event okay babs?
Take some patchwork of the material Charisse and Meli sent to me about Maroon 5 Coca Cola 24 hours experiment.
The quality of audio and video is poor and there are talk-overs that I didn’t even tried to edit/customize (no way I wanna waste time on them these days, not until that Fuckery awful NBC show which involves Adam still going), and the pieces that I cut together and patched are only 4 hours (out of the more than 9 that I have been sent), including the composition of the Youtube parts, but I’m sure many of you will enjoy this nonetheless.
The song is available for download on April 1st if I do remember correctly.
It’s a cute song, even though to me its most relevant quality it has is that it speaks CLEARLY of Anne (and I love that… I adore the line where it goes “I won’t let anybody hurt you, and I’d hurt whoever tries to” or something… that’s very lovely to tell to your lover), and it has a very deserved feature in PJ Morton (about time!).
I am not really hit by it, but it’s a cute song, sure.
So this is part 1:
And this is part 2:
See?
Don’t expect me to start as I used to to chronicle what Adam did this past weeks because I won’t.
Refer to Marghe and Serena’s blog for that for a while more.
All I will post (because I am ready to honor Anne instead: I still dedicate chunks of my posts to her because she has never disappointed me 😉 AH!) of *that guy who let true music lovers down lately* is this picture collage that I made to test my new Hipstamatic packs and apps (LOVE Hipstamatic to pieces!!!):
And now as I said, I’ll finish honoring Anne (who’s awesome); first take a look at my video (with awesome soundtrack) of her Victoria’s Secret 2011 PINK campaign:
And then take this patchwork of her H&M advertising campaign (when I saw the one out of our MTV with her cute cute smile I squealed… she’s SO adorably cute there!):
Then enjoy her Sports Illustrated 2011 little lovely video:
And to end it all, (if you read Russian… ;)) enjoy this beautiful article a friend send to me , which I could grab because Karim was so gentle to read it to me in Italian (of course he does know Russian… the darn fact he knows more languages than I do kills my ego ;)):
I didn’t congratulate Adam on his birthday (for obvious reasons, of course: feeling him zero these days it wouldn’t have made sense, right) on March 18th but I happily congratulated Anne instead on March 19th ;)…
The above Russian article was in fact a little homage to her, even though in the article she says she has very little left of her Russian roots in terms of friends and hanging out.
But she luckely mantains the STUNNING Russian look that is her distinctive shine!
Italians think Russians are the most beautiful females in the world (that is why I wrote that sentence above), and I am completely agreeing with my Countrymen there.
Right… I guess it’s all.
My birthday is incoming and next time I’ll write here I will write about where my party took place at.
Japan, hopefully.
Catch you in a couple and some of weeks 😉
Z.
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Okay.
I’m at JFK.
Ready to take off from New York to Paris.
It should have been such a wonderful time, full of lovely expectations and also some sprinkle of Fashion because although I have to be in France also for working duties (and so is Karim), tomorrow time of ours was mainly going to be a fabulous time at Casino De Paris, watching Maroon5 live in the first of three incoming European dates.
Except that that particular first chance has become THE ONLY CHANCE we will get (really, to get the first admission from TG Com was awful, too) for way a while time (there is the whole situation of the April Golf Event… but I think that’s on hold as well honestly).
No more cute fanmails from European fans that could interest them?
And I am not even sure I want to keep still watching the gig in Paris at all, frankly.
It would feel just too much of a farewell to my former love and admire of a band and a man.
What did happen?
So Adam decided to give up to his amazing talent, he decided to sell his bandmates to the shrine of self-indulgence, he kissed his world-fans a stinky goodbye, and WITHOUT EVEN TRY TO EXPLAIN OR APOLOGIZE (that makes me disappointed the most, because it truly shows how much he doesn’t care and he’s self-absorbed) he SIGNED TO BE A FRIGGING TV “PERSONALITY” on the NBC attempt to make even more losers get a record deal out of a saturated, completely idiotic market segment (read “reality show singing competition”).
I really lost all my respect about him in the very moment this news surfaced.
Somehow I am trying to dig deep inside me (and I don’t know why… because he does not deserve such a care now) if this refusal of Adam I strongly feel at the moment comes out of the momentum and it’s gonna get a patch over in a while, or if REALLY I do have to get accustomed to the way I am properly feeling I am disgusted by him, like I’m reckoning now.
If you have ever read me over Internet, you know how BIG this has to be for little Miss Z.
I have spent years adoring Adam, pros and cons, just because I have always found him – way before hot – a wonderfully talented and gifted and TRUE human being.
And now all is trashed by the worst choice he’s ever made, that screams in high volume “I am a hopeless fame chaser a person who cannot cope with lower than expected latest album results“.
Because to me this whole new event is linked to that… and it’s such a lame reason for such a full of bad consequences move.
I am appalled the way his bandmates are allowing him to ridicule them all… They really love him, but this to me more than a love proof is an enabling blind mistake that will cause a damage not quantifiable.
This is something the band won’t ever recover from because you don’t put a tv show in front of PLAYING LIVE… nobody serious about love for music will ever look up to them ever again!!!
This of course must mean something… it must give you reasons to ponder over, whether or if you feel like a real musician.
Which I fear Adam has stopped to.
Is it a temporary loss of senses?
Will it be forever?
The answer to this, the timing of this fuckery oblivion… it’s the thin line that may keep me care somehow about them or him.
Even though at this very moment the disappointment is so vast and wide it just eats everything around, and it doesn’t seem like my heart has space inside to still care about them at all.
It’s so bad and so sad for someone like me who has grown a total feeling of empathy with them, and with him, for almost 8 full years.
What did happen to the man who used to say reality shows sucked?
What did happen to the man saying proudly his band meant the world to him?
What did happen to the man pointing out he wasn’t a singer “like America Idol’s times”, because the way he used to do his job was rooting in way deeper inspirations?
Oh, Adam…
What an incredible, huge, incomparable disappointment you are.
I still worship your voice, but since this news surfaced, I’m not able anymore to like you as human being and I feel really like I’ve lost a friend there.
I hate this feeling I get anytime I think about you… I hate to hate you.
But right now… I truly despise you, I can’t help.
You’ve trashed my respect in such a mean, obnoxious way… it hurts inside… physically.
It’s awful, and maybe surely is an idiot way to feel… but you’re part of my “good inspiring people lot”… or should I say you WERE.
Oh, how it hurts.
I don’t recognize you anymore, and worst of it all, your words now sound all fake to me – and people know I can’t stand fakerism in any way, from anybody.
It’s this distrust that is forcing me to feel detached and negative about you.
I can’t like people whom I don’t admire or at least respect.
I can’t: to me the human factor is the main thing and right now to me you’re acting like a plain blind FOOL.
Sure, I can see what you did: you took a chance to make yourself popular again; it’s a free and respectable choice, IF BY DOING THAT YOU WOULDN’T HAVE DISRESPECTED AT ONCE YOUR FANS AND BANDMATES.
And worst of it all, if by doing that you wouldn’t have given up on MUSIC first.
It’s THIS… it’s your music betrayal that is making me bleed.
I rate music as the highest high form… Darn, in my previous post, in that Jewish Chronicle Interview you’ve given out a MONTH ago… YOU were the one speaking about music importance and greatness in your life and now WHAT?
You sell yourself to the lamest tv sham?
Really, Adam?
Really?
The credibility your quick announcement and cancellation made run away from your band and YOU especially won’t come back: you’re delusional if you think that could be restored or repaired.
We got your focus is in the USA only, by now it’s a certainty, but trust me that’s a choice you’re gonna regret pretty soon. Also your credibility in USA is gonna be trashed, because you’re now ONLY a tv puppet, and not a serious musician anymore, and all those with some decent salt in their minds will see it too much clearly to bypass the awkward feeling and give you a second chance at being anything more than “somebody like anybody else”.
You’ve sold out and it has nothing to do with music, but with the giving up of your musical essence in front of a cheap kind of popularity that won’t last (if it will ever come at all).
What a shame, for someone so incredibly talented who used to be so wit, passionate, smart and genuine.
I don’t see it anymore in you… certainly I couldn’t in this heat of the moment after you admitted the NBC signing on: this is so coldly calculated and so much of a loser move to me, I can’t even forgive myself for feeling bad FOR you, while I should just feel bad ABOUT you for the way you’ve flushed in the toilet anything that was once so distinctive and lovely about Maroon 5 and yourself.
The passion for music you had and represented is gone for what it matters, to my eyes at least, and I don’t give a fuck about seeing your sham on tv (because NBC is seable in Italy too); I don’t give a fuck about seeing you patronize young losers who are gonna make the music market even more pre-fabricated…
What are you gonna teach them, the way to betray loyal fans?
Because that is what you did when The Voice idiocity became more important than prove YOURSELF ON A FUCKING STAGE, no matter if whenever you go on that stage is clear you can rock the fuck out of it, because you have the talent to be simply awesome…
If you were bored with touring life, your band, and whatever was that made you disillusioned about the last year, you should just have had to be DAMN HONEST about it… I know a lot of your fans are so retarded they can’t even process a basic thought, but – this may surprise you – there were also types of fans like me who REALLY did care about your music and who have a really smartly functioning brain and developed music taste, and who are never gonna forgive you for what you did because your move just represents anything that’s OPPOSITE to smartness and vision and true music love.
I would have kept respect and love for you untouched if you had just been honest about the whole downwarding spiral out from HAO under-perfomance (I still think the album is great, just not promoted by all the worst kind of singles, and your laziness in going out of USA…), and you did admit and reveal you just wanted to try something out, in a clear and crystal way and confession.
Instead (oh, the shame!!!) you are not speaking a word about this damn choice at all, filling twitter with fake notes about loving the things you’re doing now (it can’t be true and you know it), neglecting truth and moreover keeping LIE about how many shows are gonna be canceled.
Because if the preparation of The Voice Of Fuckery will take you up and occupied in March, you certainly won’t be able to play around the world when it airs on tv, right?
That runs from last week of April till MIDDLE OF JUNE at least… then why not telling it already to your Asian fans that you will never made it there, eh?
Grow a pair and face consequences, pretty boy.
You’re 32 in a while: you should be grown up enough for facing the outputs of what you’ve started, or is it good only when you have to count bank checks accounts in?
Talkin about money (which is amazing and important, when you make them HONESTLY), have you got an idea on how much people were spending to arrange trips and staying for your supposed dope shows?
No refounds can be given there, Mr. Levine.
I don’t care because I’m fucking rich and to me losing bookings is not a drama; I could even fly whenever I’d liked to to NBC studios and see your FUCK SHOW live often for what it means…
But MY reality isn’t everyone’s reality and it’s repulsive the way you haven’t spoke a WORD directly about this all in more than 30 hours.
Oh Adam… while at Hanky Panky yesterday in Amsterdam, you should have requested your new tattoo shouldn’t read I love “mum”: it should read I love mirrors on me and “$$$”.
It’s not a bad thing in itself… but at least be openly spoken about this all, and stop telling you love Europe and the World, and touring, when you just like to be at your home.
It’s not bad “in itself”: it’s bad if you FAKE other things instead to cover how you really feel.
What a grieving shame.
You know it all already; you know how many more fans are gonna be tricked that yet are unaware and keep hoping: but you’re staying mum and I guess it’s a deep sense of shame (I’d wish it’d be: it would mean to me you are still be someway true somewhere under your paths of self-destruction of what once was such a wonderful display of talent and creativity, instead than a rushing orientation to a spotlight that will never suffice to your parameters anyway…).
I wish you had been canceled gigs for whatever other reason than this one; for starting a family (which I would have SO loved, really), for becoming a MONK even…
I wish it had to do with something more relevant and noble than a way to make yourself pathetically visible like any other regular pop shame personality out there.
I am finding an impossible hard time in getting you this time for finding a small way to forgive you; the main obstacle about this process of copying stays in the fact you’re not being real nor true about the reasons of this move.
It’s the lies, or the truth untold and hidden, that make me icky and sick about you.
It’s a feeling that makes me die inside in my most innocent part.
It’s the youth I had that goes away, I fear.
It’s sad and it bites me inside like a poisoned cobra.
Instead by now you’re just Adam Levine. My former favorite person out of my real world ever, who is hardly battling me and my stubborn memory after proving himself through a terrible choice one of the weakest and most insecure people in recent memory.
I’m so tempted in saying you farewell, and just wish you the best…
I would always wish you the best for the great times and inspirations you’ve gifted me with till 24 hours ago, even though right now you seem like you’re never gonna be a person I will trust or respect or look forward to anymore.
I have this voice inside that wants to push me to say goodbye to all that was so incredibly amazing and good about you: I could still love your singing voice, which is a miracle of perfection and uniqueness; I could still just cherish and adore your songwriting ability… but from what you’ve done, this voice wants me to profess I just can’t like you anymore as person or artist.
You’ve decided YOURSELF you are not an artist, in fact, so I would just follow your lead there, for one last time.
But maybe as I said it’s just the heat of the moment.
It’s so hard to give up on you and the guys… because after so many years of profound empathy, get rid of you is like get rid of a too much of a chunk of me.
I don’t know if I am ready to.
Time will tell what this will leave me with.
I hope it was worth it Adam: I truly hope you’re assured it was, because like me, you gotta realize a wide cut of your no USA fans feel like you’ve just proved yourself like a giant, uncaring, horrible douchebag (I hate to have written this about you, but this time… oh man, you are so deserving it!) .
I have in this iPad I’m writing this update from all the framed passages of what still your greatest gift to me, these days: Stutter, my marriage song.
The video which I have been prepared is too beautiful to be canceled and anyway I unlike you have a way to maintain my promises and words.
And I don’t cancel things just because I don’t like the way sun or clouds fill a day instead than another one.
These images, these drawings… the way you and Anne are shining through colors in what I have so carefully ordered and detailed… this still keep please my heart.
I got a sunny feeling when this very morning, just when, as I twittered my New York morning cheer, I read that Anne was there with you in Paris, in your free day, after her Los Angeles party time at Vanity Fair Oscar Party.
See?
That let me know I keep feeling strangely happy when I picture you and her together… and if I do, it’s because I know with her you are happy Adam.
So maybe yet I don’t fully loathe you, even though for the way you’ve silenced your artist’s side, you’d deserve me – and all of your loyal and music-lovingly fans – to.
So… let’s go to Paris.
Paris still beautiful no matter who hangs in there, who’s not such a beautiful soul to me anymore.
Maybe watching your gal at defilées (I knew she was going to be there, so I think in the end I’ll actually see her catwalking) will make up about you too.
Maybe… maybe time will heal this awfulness I am picturing now about you, this disturbance I get if I try to recall why I have always liked you so for, which right now is punching out and battling with the unnerving action you’ve decided to sign on to.
And the most awkward and stinging thing is… I don’t even know if I want to hope about this, or not.
Time holds all answers… so let’s just make it pass.
Au Revoir, Mes Rêves! Et À Bientôt ou…non?
Nous verrons ce que nous verrons.
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Oh…
DAMN.
I wasn’t meant to come here today.
I wasn’t.
This update would have come halfway through this week if Lakers didn’t provide such a disappointment this past night that I had the need to come online and pour on over about it do distress.
*sigh*.
Yep.
We lost.
AGAIN.
But while the loss against Denver in Denver on Friday really did not affect me (as you can know from my usual daily posts from Los Angeles Times Lakers Blog), this time against Phoenix Suns REALLY I was disappointed because I did not expect such a downlow.
We played JUST as Phoenix wished to.
We always leave up open 3s, but this time really I felt like we were just letting it go.
We kept being (just like we were against Denver) majorly unbalanced and unconnected.
And yet Kobe isn’t Kobe fully (but this I know it was bound to happen, I gained my Reader Comment Of The Day upon that idea so it’s not there that I felt my disappointment coming).
Oh well… these are the two games that we have lost in the past 3 day (we still THREEPEAT… no question about it… don’t take my disappointment as a lack of faith cos my faith is backed by way more certainties than not the little moment of blur we lived this past night):
And then what brought me here today…:
Oh… I can’t cope.
You read in my Today’s post in the blog what this game left me with as for regrets and frustrations.
To keep track on bad sporty things, Formula 1 was also a blowout, but then Alonso and I aren’t buddies so I did not really feel that trashed at all.
To save the DAY and WAY more than the day and sporty weekend though…
There you go and rejoice, world!!!!!
Milan stays up leading Serie A because yesterday WE TRIUMPHED IN THE DERBY, no matter if we did play for a lot 10 against 11, and thanx to the best scorer we could have been picked to bury Inter, IBRAHIMOVIC!!!!!
What a satisfaction, man!!!!
Inter… this ain’t your year finally!!!
Hewl yeah, this makes up amazingly for the pain Lakers left me with 😉
Actually also the awesome sex Karim and I had this morning after the game did… but then you know I do my best to take Sexual Healing seriously and so does Karim 😉
Take some images of our triumph… YEAHHHHH!!!!!:
To keep now track about awesomeness, and link it to football but widening it up, take this (you can read it also in English and Spanish) and honor Roberto Baggio because my forever favorite football player and awesome man received the World Peace Award in Hiroshima the other day, for his ongoing humanitarian efforts:
Click on the picture.
And as me… LOVE this creature.
Roberto is one in a million.
I don’t even care if he loves Inter… or if he likes Berlusconi.
Nobody is perfect… but ultimately he is.
Talkin about Berlusconi, finally today we hope to see the end of his dirty reign.
Though with the way Italy works you can always expect nasty turnovers for MORE worst.
One of the things that I loved about Baggio’s speech in Hiroshima was his love professed for just freed Aung Sun Suu Kiy.
This lady free means something great. Hope takes over hopefully.
We must free Burma and all people who cannot make their righteous voices be heard in safety.
Okay.
Oh, and while I write I’m of course watching again Vieni Via Con Me. GO FAZIO & SAVIANO!
Now let’s talk about my wonderful weekend and the way we spent time with our wedding planner, the flamboyant yet stylish Vic.
She rocks.
I fell in love with her and her ideas; Karim was so happy because he insisted for us to hire her and now I can see why he’s always right in my book ;).
She met and stayed with us; she took us all out for shopping (both clothes and piece of furniture, just to check out our tastes and the way we match them) and out to dinner… she met my family and enjoyed Lodi’s Chocolando Feast (too bad weather was awful).
It goes alone that I am already thinkin about my marriage dress ;).
We had a wonderful and really useful time and we practically agreed in getting to Japan first for checking venues around my Birthday time.
Yep.
HANAMI, baby!!!!
To call myself delighted is an understatement.
In this blissful series of event, really, I didn’t even mind to have to lose Maroon5 in Rome.
Well, that goes easier because Marghe got to live it all instead from my parental house in Borgo Pio, so I have a lot of… erm… souvenirs 😉
What will be shared here tough still as usual things you can find by yourself through researches, starting with the link at RDS Radio that is gonna upload soon the WHOLE of their showcase and interviews on Friday 12th of November (Next upload I will convert the videos hopefully).
What I love is to keep hearing from Anna Pettinelli how awesome live they have been (I know because I got Marghe’s words there, but Anna is another thing obviously ;))
Click here for jumping to the page, but think the pieces will be up later this week:
The day after they went as planned to Amici, but due to the fact they had the plane to Paris at 5 pm, they had to perform straight in the presentation segment.
That was GREAT because they could avoid DePippis’ awful face, but on he download they had to face that idiot subpar journalist which is Luca Dondoni messing it all up during the interview (luckily Adam couldn’t really get a word that idiot said in Italian, because he would have punched him… erm… let’s inform Dondoni that Maroon5 are active from 2001, NOT 2005. In 2005 your lame ass knew about them because you only reckon what comes in Italy by the time it does come here… but not everyone gets famous first here, you dumb one!).
Anyway, this is the performance that I could retape out from Mediaset Plus:
Talkin about their days in Rome, take this Interview from ANSA (in the page you can click to a lil video with the interview):
And clickin here you go to the video:
Okay.
I actually should have started later with Maroon5, but this was in some way also part of my weekend so… I did it now.
This weather so far isn’t brilliant BUT if things go well this weekend we should finally go to the mountains also because week after we fly in USA for Thanxgiving so we better take this chance 😉
After that, past Lady Gaga gig, we will attend again Scala Première and WAGNER’s Valkirya!!!!
Can’t truly hold my excitement on any longer about it.
I adore Wagner 🙂 🙂 🙂
I am a melomaniac and he’s among my total fav musicians ever… I adore Eddan miths too so… BINGO!!!!
I will buy my long dress at Barney’s 😉 Yup. 🙂
But okay, let’s get back into Maroon5 chronicle because actually in a way this “sooner than expected” update is functional to the impressive amounts of Victoria’s Secrets Fashion Show pictures that I have to show off.
We know Adam and actually the band as well attended the show, and it was an outburst of loveliness and open affectionate display of pride.
Before that though, I gotta post a lil stream out of Halloween bash where we got to see Adam and Anne together (register if you like to the site for the bigger pics if you like, by clicking on the shots):
I gotta post also a further note about the Miami retreat of the beautiful couple, because we got to know more from People Magazine:
If you wonder, yep, we got the pics of the beach (those of the club you can see them in the previous post).
But we got those of Anne only because as per usual “Batman” Adam avoided like cancer the ‘razzi around (which I love him for).
Take a look at Anne’s shining beauty.
Girl is to die for, PERFECT body and lovely face.
What one could ask for more?
Note that all the beach pictures have been taken out from Celebslam and that they are all over the page starting from up above ;).
Too bad we couldn’t really fix eyes into Adam’s underchest tats…
And speaking of tats, allegedly Anne seems interested in finding her way to some shining ones?
Don’t wound your body baby.
Even though I should shut up because after all I have got one too, albeit minuscule, mattering and… strategically positioned (nobody would see it if I’d wear a bikini like this one she wore ;)).
Okay, back at the chronicles of Victoria’s Secret Fashion Show now.
While Anne was getting preppy starting from the wee hours of the morning, (show was taped twice… first at 3 and then at 8 in the evening with the whole crowd of public attendance, and it will be broadcasted November 30th), in her apartment Adam was having his “perfectly self-served” breakfast, at a time that I won’t comment (afternoon?).
Having time before heading to the Armory, he just decided watchin Sons of Anarchy was more than due (like he needs a push there ;)).
But when he went down to please and praise his lady…
OH!!!
He truly outdid himself.
He was with James and Jesse and he met also Cobra Starship’s Gabe Saporta (they’re gonna touring with them and Sara Bareilles in Australia in May actually, and they’re longtime buddies), but really he outdid himself,starting as soon as he went into the Armory:
As I was writing the previous post, guy truly is so open about his love right now he melts me.
Fully.
And he doesn’t melt only me of course ;).
Even people not regularly keen at him had to reckon he’s just so tender when in love…
Even the way he dressed was an open praise to Anne.
His shirt in fact was a gigantography of her face, in beautiful B&W outlines.
Just GOOOOORGEOUS.
And very, very, very sweet.
The after party post defilé was held at Lavo (there is one in New York too, yep) and it was soft and cozy and again very affectionate allegedly :).
I just ADORED Anne’s dress, with passion.
First you gotta have the body to wear that and second it was sexy as hell but still really fashionable and classy.
Rawwwwr 🙂
These Collages are all via The Fashion Spot, and if you click on threads you will be taken to the posts (please give credits where due always):
She’s gloriously beautiful… and I SO want her wing-less outfit. Karim already knows I want it all, jewels included 😉
awwww…. 🙂
What can I say? I’m in love with them together 😉
Quite aptly, there were fashionistas who were smart enough to give Adam a note up for his style at the event (and indeed he managed to just be fashionably himslef this time) :
After the well due party, Adam and Anne had both a day to cope with posthumous of partying it up.
Actually Adam had to fight symptoms better cos he had a flight to catch from JFK to Rome at around 5 pm ;), while she actually was able to sleep and rest and cuddle the whole day.
He managed to kill waiting time by buying something that I have bought as well this summer for my iPhone (somewhere in the posts of my summer you see my iPhy cased into my protection waterproof… if I remember correctly there was a magazine of Anne aside actually ;)).
As soon as he went into Italy’s soil, of course first thing he thought of was pizza (oh, man…), while Jesse, way more lyrical, at sunset shot this beautiful picture from Monte Mario (where RDS Auditorium is).
In our territory they had time to tell us about new sections available for SIN members (I’m not, so I know this thanx to Marghe ;))
Also Anne had to leave soon from NY: her gig these days is actually in Los Angeles (the irony…) but she’s there in hotel and enjoying the facilities there as she shots her campaign in Golden Coast.
Her modeling gig left her in a look that seems directly taken off from her boyfriend’s style as of late, don’t you think?
After Rome, guys went to Paris (where they still be) and have recorded a showcase, got the news that they are candidate at NRJ Awards, and are warming up to move first to Amsterdam for another shocase (exactly tomorrow) and then to UK for the Children In Need BBC benefit (during weekend).
In Paris they also had time to meet up with their friend Julian P., who’s always so cute (and quite tall, the guy is!).
In their frenzy times of course they still manage to be funny and loveable.
And as it always happens when boredom catches him (or when he has to wait for his lady to catch up from the other side of the world and viceversa), Adam produces some of his best tweets when he notices things foreign in his unique way.
9 hours of time gap also get on Anne, but she has found ways to cope with that thanx to a gal pal (the same gal pal that was in the very very first photo of Adam cheering on her from LA while she was catwalking in Paris back at the start of March – I never forget a face, check freely… gal is the same.).
Another gal pal instead was with her shopping at The Grove (sigh… wanna get there too…) and catchin up movies ;).
About Lakers… I prefer to not comment any furtherly (sigh…).
Okay… more or less I have filled the page and considering I wasn’t even due to be here, it’s more than okay and enough right?
I’m following the best type of tv, Saviano and Fazio getting serious in Vieni Via Con Me.
So it’s a great night.
Karim aside… love ruling, hopes flying high.
I’m very fortunate and blessed.
Have all a great few days ahead, folks.
Catch you soon – enough – 😉
Bye, Z.
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