"How many times can a man turn his head, and pretend he just doesn't see?
How many times must a man look up before he can see the sky?"
Sometimes a friend makes you discover a treasure.
This treasure is this swingin touch, this energy that is hidden somewhere in your heart and just want to explode, this frightening reality that you live in the past and you like it, you even fucking love it! This treasure is music. Music that makes you forget yourself, forget your life, forget everything. This treasure is rock'n'roll (but fortunately not only). It's like a drug, if you take it once, then you just cannot do without it.
So what? I'm a fucking junkie, oh yes I am.
I fell in love with these likely lads.
They took my soul and changed my vision of life.
It's hard to explain. But you know this feeling, when you make the mistake to begin to listen to them at 11pm. Then at 4am you still don't sleep, you're just going on listening.
I went this summer in London and now I'm emotionally stuck there. Especially in Waterloo and Marylebone. When I think about it, you know, it's like a happy sadness. So many memories. To live there is just amazing. Where can I see Johnny Depp, Orlando Bloom and Keira Knightley so close to me? Only in London. Where can eat a sandwich with thousand of business men around me? Only in Green Park. Where can I see The Who and Rozorlight in one evening? In Hyde Park. Oh my God how I miss all that...
The Mondrians. I just love their music. They are the best these times I think.
SHININ' JUST LIKE NOBODY ELSE
Thiman. 'Cause his work is fabulous.
Aren't they talentuous, fantastic, handsome and whatever you want?
Yes, they are.
Please
Mind The Gap
Between the train and the platform
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