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Posted 9 August 2011
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Dinner ended lovely just a few minutes ago.
Folks… how awesome is to eat Japan food in Japan?
Very few things compare, and I say this as an Italian (and the same, true Italian food is only eatable in Italy… no matter how good the supposed Italian place is- though Da Silvano in New York stands up as a good exception after many years).
Anyway.
Yes, I’m writing my first blog post as a married woman.
Lying on this tatami, which is soft and smell as beautiful nature and fresh life.
I am a very HAPPY married woman.
Karim and I are still based in Kyoto, and will enjoy much more of Japan for the whole of August (we will travel northern too).
Our closest family and friends will stay here for a couple of days more (that was our gift to them, a week-long Japanese bliss to share our joy).
Expect much cheesiness in this post.
But ehi… I plan to get married ONLY once (I would have lived happily in never marry at all actually, but you know why I decided to walk down the aisle), so my swhirlingly fluttery dreamy mood is got to be allowed.
Or else, just read somewhere else 😉
This is MY HOUSE, I do what I please, and what I do please only.
Where were we?
Oh yeah… the marriage thing.
Ceremony was spectacular, and it was at the same time Catholic and Shinto.
Lots of theatrical sighting, but in the end it was all very spiritual and romantic… very much zen.
As the day was August 6th, we took a moment and a speech to recall and remember and honor the victims of hate and war, in a day of love and bliss, and so we said a prayer we did create for Hiroshima Aniversary.
Everybody cried (this girl included, because I can’t ever hold feelings back, which is one of the reasons people love me for they say).
Weather could have been better BUT somehow the fancy unusual light of the clouded-up sky served amazingly for unbelievably great photos (we got to see some sneak peak… for the record, our photographers are… well, they are *VERY* famous. Costly, Fashionably Reckoned, and just FLAWLESSLY skilled. It was an experience to get to be photographed b that kind of pros. Wow and double Wow…).
We ditched our Western-type outfits sometime at the evening, after the first balls went in, to wear some kick-ass traditional kimonos that were the gift brought by Japanese colleagues of Karim’s dad.
Which means diplomats, of course.
It was a very touching moment because – if you get to get accustomed with Japanese mentality, this won’t come as a surprise for you – Japanese culture is very kind and gentle, and politeness and respect are the core of any Japanese relationship with the Foreigners, but as much as they are incredibly cute and disposable, the same they have an exceptionally strict and intimate relationship with their own culture and to allow a Foreigner to wear their traditional clothes, the way they invited us to do means a WHOLE WORLD for them – and therefore to me.
It means they feel us dignified enough to step into their inmost part, which is double-checked&linked with their traditional schemes.
It was awesome, honestly.
I wish I were able to say more in Japanese but yet I still a mess (Karim is endlessly amused by my inability there, given that he’s so fluent in anything Japanese-related, and not only reads but he writes in a wonderful calligraphy too… *sigh*), to express in their melodious language what their acceptance meant to me.
One day I will learn.
It’s a goal that I gotta hit.
Anyway…
Our friends had a blast (they still I suppose… they better be!!) and it was really funny to se how we merged the cheesiest Italian, American, Indian (K’s mum) approaches to party-times with the Japanese concept of it (which can get wild…believe!).
Then we are in the REIGN OF KARAOKE.
Still (we plan to do a show just tomorrow, for your information ;)) karaoke here is as popular as it was in Italy when I was a kid, in the first half of the 90’s.
That means we sang our hearts out several times, and we got appreciation by all Japanese involved (this Country values flawless singing at the highest rate I’ve ever seen anywhere… amazing, again), namely waitresses and waiters, staff at the Castle (oh yeah, we married in a Japanese Castle… did I forget to mention it? ;)), and then Karim just stole the day when he performed voice+piano a series of songs that are meaningful for us, most notably:
Elton John’s “Your Song“;
Coldplay’s “Lovers in Japan & Yellow“;
Chris Rea’s “I Can Hear Your Heartbeat“;
Maroon 5’s “Stutter & Sunday Morning“;
and my favorite when it comes to love songs, Frankie Goes To Hollywood’s “The Power Of Love“.
It was simply precious.
Then we sang together Al Green’s “Let’sStay Together“, and the amazing Cher+Sonny’s “I’ve Got you Babe“.
I also sang somhing solo for him… the best one turned out to be my rendition of Tina Turner’s “Simply The Best“, along with The Corrs’ (don’t laugh… I love that song.. ;)) “Irresistible“.
It was so, so much fun, indeed.
I feel so happy now…
The day after marriage we just stayed in our beautiful apartment in this incredible castle and well… we did what every newlyweds couple does, except that for us that is pretty much the daily norm (because I’m a proud nimpho somehow and I cannot live a day sexless unless forced).
We enjoyed taking breaths to admire the beautiful gardens around that are composed in so much perfected balance it is unfathomable.
We so love being here… Japan truly holds our hearts and to get married here meant everything to us.
Thank you to everybody sharing our happiness… you all truly mean the world to us as well 🙂
If you follow my twitter you will be drag into more of Japan-love for weeks in, but now, as Karim is ready to start celebrate— *love* again, I leave you with a couple of things that I enjoyed while being here.
First the amazingness that was Coldplay tribute to the late Amy Winehouse at Lollapalooza (simply perfect… they stole my heart):
I adore Fix You… and this is amazing. Amy— I will forever miss your talent, just as every other real music lover will.
But love shone also in different forms, out of tearful tributes, like for instance when Maroon 5 hit Today Show on August 5th and Adam frequently made faces aside in the breaks.
Of course, he was directing all at Anne (whom he described in the New York Post as “the most wonderful part of my life”… let’s awe all together ;)):
Anne is in Russia now, but I am sure the strange times Adam is tweeting at the moment mean lots of Skyping for the far away lovers (which are both in synch also with their latest mutual passion… Golfing. They both are going crazy over it, which is also pretty cute, I’ll admit it even though I am not into golf at all, beside supporting Matteo Manassero and enjoying the surroundings of Country Clubs myself).
Anyway, as this doesn’t really involve The Fuckery that thing much, I can post some Maroon5 related stuff again… after all I said before I made up decently enough with them after their live gigs before hitting Japan.
This is a medley in music of pictures from the Today Show (with one of my fav tunes from Hands All Over, that got played also at our marriage):
I adore to know Adam and Anne are together, whatever still bug me about Adam “post tv fame” gets erased by their magic as a couple… and then there still the fact I adore hearing the band and him live, because it’s for their live sparkle that I firstly fell in love with them all.
So, enjoy these videos I made out from America’s Got Talent (where they did performed the by-now successful Moves Like Jagger):
And also all the Today Show stuff, interviews included (even thought they mention that thing):
I get how in many ways that thing allowed Maroon 5 to get visible again (this ain’t a plus in my book, but it seems to be in theirs…), and created buzz to boost their latest sparkling hit, Moves Like Jagger (I like it enough, because it’s them, but I find it way too generic in comparison to their past music… but alas, that simplistic flavour is probably what makes the song a charting success now that the average taste is so terrible that Katy Perry’s songs are tying Micheal Jackson’s ones records... hear me cringe and cry, yeah….), which has just gotten its video ( it’s a pretty didascalic video which some will find also cute… to me the only relevant reason to watch it is that Adam’s carved like a God in tattoed marble there. And I believe what took so long to have it made was that Xtina stressed Jonas Akerlund to death so that she wouldn’t appear as a fat midget in the video next to him: look the edited frames and notice how her image is subjected to awkward perspectives… Xtina! Just accept your body… you are a star because you have a God-given voice, stop stressing about your weight and you’ll be fine), but I just can’t support this whole tv-fame haze at all.
In a way, that thing and its undeniable success is causing also the boycott of Moves Like Jagger by the two major USA radios – KIIS 102.7 and Z100NY, which are American Idol bound (which is why, despite the fact it is a huge commercial success and it has hit twice the number one spot on Digital Downloads, the song has yet to amass great numbers in Radio listening, causing its Billboard overall position to be fairly under its given potential).
A furthermore prove that record industry is a mess, because when radio programmers can be more influential on charts than people BUYING a song, and aforementioned radio-programmers deliberately don’t play what is undeniably a fitting Summer pop “anthem”, in favor of way less appealing songs, just to avoid a pair of tv competitors to get too much recognition before next Tv season gets in, you have clear in mind that everything that gets successful in the end doesn’t on real musical merit, but just because people’s tastes are forcedly fed with what record companies boost and decide they want to succeed.
Sad indeed, but in so many ways this is a also a responsibility of the taste watered down by idiotic reality singing shows, so in a way Maroon 5 shouldn’t complain about this at all, being PART of this process.
And this rant comes from someone that likes Moves Like Jagger, but far from believes it’s “amazing”: it’s a very good although generic poppy happy song, with a really great and catchy hook.
Still, it stomps over anything it is getting bypassed from by those supposedly “best in Usa” radios.
Shame on you, KIIS, Z100 & Ryan Seacrest.
Professionals?
Don’t think so.
But lets’ stop these thoughts… honestly, why go cares?
I’m ready to fall into my amazing hubby’s arms and live another amazing night over these softly tickling tatamis…
Sex is gonna be sparklingly SUPER and we feel so blessed here in this magical place.
And as for music… Japanese one can be really sensual and innuendo, too.
Have all a great summer— catch you soon!
Missus Z. 🙂
N.B.: EDITED with MLJ video and pic of K&I on August 11 🙂
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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?
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