Max Noce - ProfilesArchive

About Me

I'm Italian, never felt at home there because the system is so stupidly beaurocratic and corrupt, nobody knows the way out. Great food, beautiful arts, very inspiring yet upsetting, no movement, only small minded organized little humans.London, lived there for ten years, lovely waste...Working on music and fashion, writing some really good stuff for " BordellofGods" a more political/ religious addressing statement thing, which I love, with a little help from my friends, in this case Billy Duffy from the Cult on some guitars, Wolf Schmidt is the singer, he's the best in the west.I live on my own, love it, when I actually manage to be on my own which is never... I also design clothing for a new line I am doing with Matt Sorum, it's called Sorum & Noce, check it at www.sorumnoce.com we have a store now...Next will be a bar so surreal, it will be of most of my visions, I always liked ceilings swaps with floors...I cook very well, sometimes I'll organize dinner parties, I love having my friends around and feed them.ok, I'm done writing this, ciao. ********************************************************** If you want to keep up with me I write a diary kind of thing thanks to the kindness of my Italian friends at http://www.velvetrevolver.biz/phpbb3/viewforum.php?f=4 **********************************************************

My Interests

my interests are what I do, music, words, fashion.I also want to learn how to paint, I think I'll be good at it.

I'd like to meet:

interesting, unassuming, story telling, umpredictable, easy, immortal people. ************************************************************ ************************************************************ ********************************************** also, if you live precariously through the lives of the rich and famous, or maybe just famous, you're wasting your time, live your own life, one day you will die and regret not living it, have some real friends and enjoy the time you spend with them. ************************************************************ ************************************************************ **********************************************

Music:

BordellofGods

Movies:

Profondo rosso, Suspiria, Inferno and Tenebrae, anything by Dario Argento. if you have watched a movie from Dario Argento you know it forever, the colours, the angles, the locations, everything in it is art. lucis in fundus: Satyricon

Television:

cops, the maury show and the original "get smart".

Books:

A multitude of pages usually kept together in sequence by binding, strings, glue, there are different ways. A cover will enhance the story and attract the onlooker by presenting a vague picture of what could be waiting for you inside, like a bordello.

Heroes:

anyone who lives by their words and not other people's.

My Blog

Ricetta: Bucatini all'Amatriciana

http://it.youtube.com/watch?v=8SW0JTBkmfw ...
Posted by Max Noce on Thu, 17 Jul 2008 06:27:00 PST

LOOK

Look at me I'm your trust and your veil I'm the only one you need Walk with me now And Look at me I'm the saviour and the pole Right beneath this play of roles Now lay down, down Insid...
Posted by Max Noce on Wed, 09 Jan 2008 10:07:00 PST

BordellofGods New Song

Isolate LonelinessPreciousnesson your dressIsolateCleanlinessthrough this messGentlenessIsolate Meaninglessthrough distressGodlinessIsolateBreathing lessSleeping lessWear that dressIsolate Just bring...
Posted by Max Noce on Mon, 31 Dec 2007 01:54:00 PST

song4

Drunken the sad smile Lured in the cold Wrote yourself down Below that chair I'm losing the will To begin and to end Rolling back dust Defied and diseased crust Killing the farce By draining ...
Posted by Max Noce on Mon, 26 Nov 2007 10:37:00 PST

song 1

Low were the only skiesWhere gods and sins collideWhere life has saints in hydeAnd drown the ageless faultSpitfire lonely diesIn this politeness holeIn this the face I've wornSlit throat and dragon's ...
Posted by Max Noce on Mon, 26 Nov 2007 10:42:00 PST

song 2

I write, you readDifferenceSolitudePreciousnessIsolation of dolls, drowned in ginI was pureInside I don't lie,not to me,And love, love fills these groundswhere thrills have no endsI am writing to youT...
Posted by Max Noce on Mon, 26 Nov 2007 10:40:00 PST

song 3

AnyoneStepping on the edge of the travelsTerrified, witnessed science sparkleRaised arms and eyes and beliefWhen died we saw the real skinI always cut through to the bonewhen I'm stuck I begin where I...
Posted by Max Noce on Mon, 26 Nov 2007 10:39:00 PST