Electro Frogeaters

What else can I say?
Gotta listen to the whole album...

Late Evening Smoky Thinkings

Earlier in the evening, while walking around and thinking about this and that, I stumbled on a very special topic... but I'll tell you about this in a proper form...

Some time ago, while talking with a very special friend of mine, I got a chance to get a satisfying answer to a very frequent (in my mind) question...
Me:"...and in your opinion, why do some people look like they actually like suffering?
G:"Try think about it: sufference is an emotion, right? Then what makes us human beings? Besides mind and understanding...
Me:"Feel emotions..."
G:"Right"
Me:"But other animals do feel emotions too!"
G:"Yep, but animals, with exception of human beings, do not know what masochism is at all"
Me:"So you do think that we as humans, in some occasions, feel pleasure from suffering?"
G:"Don't be brutal... the point is: there is no feeling such powerful as suffering. And I'm not talking about physical suffering, this is other matter. Anyway a lot of people, under their skin, are pleased by suffering because suffering makes them feel alive like no other feeling.
Me:"C'mon... love can make you climb mountains on your fingertips, totally blinding your mind... it's no match"
G:"[smirking] Don't underestimate the power of sufference. It can paralize you, or worse, lead you to do stupid things while you wallow in your grief. And yes, love is one of the most blinding potions, but sooner or later it goes idling under the hard floor of realtionships (he's not a platonic-love fanboy no more), and after all you need someone to nurture love inside yourself. On the other hand, suffering is fundamentally a self made feeling. It's you the one who makes yourself suffer, who lets the door open to others so they can get inside your mind with words or actions and make you get the blues... can you dig it?
Me:"Compelling explanation..."

What follows has little to do with this topic... but it's (imo) the best acoustic version available here&now of "Maybe Tomorrow".

Goodnite.

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Ok, caro gallo/cara squinzia:

Qualche tempo fa, a causa di Wender (se ascoltate lo zoo di 105 sapete di chi parlo), caddi in scimmia totale per questa: era in heavy rotation sullo shuffle, era in heavy rotation sull'iBook, era in heavy rotation su qualunque mi dispositivo capace di riprodurre musica. Colpa di quella stracazzo di melodia che mi girava in testa senza sosta...
Stavolta, come scimmia in moncler, mi ritrovo questa (consigio la visione in alta qualità).
Al di là delle considerazioni sul genio dell'autore (che volenti o nolenti vanno riconosciute, prendete "Der Kommisar" per esempio...), il mix esplosivo di plasticosità anni '80 e testo in tedesco rende "Rock me Amadeus" un instant classic del genere... imo più di "Der kommisar".

Sottolineo che detesto gli 80s.
:P

"F*ckin' Hilarious" (cit.)

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In my imagination Weezer are an anomaly. In each of their albums, I always found only one or two tracks to be really enjoyable. And the "Red Album" is one of those.
Anyway, even if "Pork and Beans" is basically an easy-listening song, the text itself isn't that bad.