martedì 27 novembre 2007
lunedì 26 novembre 2007
Canzoni d' erasmus..
INCUBUS - Drive
Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear
And I can't help but ask myself how much I'll let the Fear
take the wheel and steer.
It's driven me before,
and it seems to have a vague, haunting mass appeal.
But lately I am beginning to find that
I should be the one behind the wheel.
Whatever tomorrow brings,
I'll be there with open arms and open eyes.
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there
So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive
Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive?
It's driven me before
and it seems to be the way that everyone else gets around.
But lately I'm beginning to find that
When I drive myself my light is found.
So whatever tomorrow brings,
I'll be there with open arms and open eyes. Yeah.
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there
Would you choose water over wine...
Hold the wheel and drive?
So whatever tomorrow brings,
I'll be there with open arms and open eyes. Yeah.
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there
And I can't help but ask myself how much I'll let the Fear
take the wheel and steer.
It's driven me before,
and it seems to have a vague, haunting mass appeal.
But lately I am beginning to find that
I should be the one behind the wheel.
Whatever tomorrow brings,
I'll be there with open arms and open eyes.
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there
So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive
Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive?
It's driven me before
and it seems to be the way that everyone else gets around.
But lately I'm beginning to find that
When I drive myself my light is found.
So whatever tomorrow brings,
I'll be there with open arms and open eyes. Yeah.
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there
Would you choose water over wine...
Hold the wheel and drive?
So whatever tomorrow brings,
I'll be there with open arms and open eyes. Yeah.
Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there
martedì 20 novembre 2007
Terugstraat Jongens
Io e Iurij proviamo l'imitazione della boyband più sgangherata della storia. ah..Terugstraat Jongens è una traduzione super maccaronica del nome Backstreet Boys. heheheehe :)))))) Maccaronica come la nostra versione casalinga.
L'interpretazione è da brivido. I brividi non sono tutti di piacere, ben inteso.
Grazie Iurij per la cooperation. Grande!!
Iurij and me attempt the imitation of one of the ricketiest boybands ever.Ahm..Terugstraat Jongens is a very bad translation of the English name. As bad as our home-made version.
The interpretation in trhilling. The thrills are not always for pleasure, for sure.
Thanks a lot Iurij for helping me!!
Check it out guys. Stay tuned.
L'interpretazione è da brivido. I brividi non sono tutti di piacere, ben inteso.
Grazie Iurij per la cooperation. Grande!!
Iurij and me attempt the imitation of one of the ricketiest boybands ever.Ahm..Terugstraat Jongens is a very bad translation of the English name. As bad as our home-made version.
The interpretation in trhilling. The thrills are not always for pleasure, for sure.
Thanks a lot Iurij for helping me!!
Check it out guys. Stay tuned.
lunedì 19 novembre 2007
8x - Life.
I'm here my dears.
I know it doesn't seem to be like that but I'm always here taking care of my deep, philosophical, sometimes silly, anyway funny blog. Anything bad to say about about it? I hope not so but if someone has, speak right after reading or shut up forever. This WAS the independent republic of my life, you remember? Now it is the independent dictatorship of my life..hehe :)
I was scrolling back to my previous posts and I 'm getting aware that I have never actually written about my real life here. I mean, I ve never told you about my habits, my "daily routine", my activities, my clubbing, my life. I just keep on filling in pages and pages with thoughts and reflections forgetting to tell about what 's going on in the Ducth lands.That is likely the question that most of my readers wanna ask me.. what the fuck are you doing over there?
Well,let's start from my job..let's call it job. It makes me look almost important. :) Well, I have my own office here, I ve got my collegues and my boss. I ve got my assignement and ufortunately also my deadlines. Officially working on my project thesis, I 'm now analysing the dutch energy market and its main sources (oil and natural gas) to start afterwards to introduce the reasons why the hydrogen (perhaps the real alternative for the future) is still still finding so many hurdles on his way to the market. Is it only a techology and infrastucture problem? Or are the institutions stacking the deck to prevent a quicker developement of the new
sources? I m trying to figure it out and to show the world they really are.With the evidences in my hands. I'm gonna catch you motherfuckers! hehe :) I'm like a secret agent of the English Royal Crown investigating on this dirty case..my name is Mossini, Luca Mossini. It doesn 't sound like the original I know...:(
Let's say that as far as I ve found out so far a lot of decisions made in the past are defintely and strongly affecting the present choices. This phenomenon is called "lock-in effect". It s like as you yesterday bought a pair of shoes for 350€ and now they made your feet stink like shit. You cannot simply throw them away and buy a new pair, because you decided to invest your money in those shoes. You cannot simply loose your money. You gotta put up with the smell even when you see a new brilliant pair probably far better. You got "locked in". And if you wanna change you gotta face the so called "switching costs". A big stack of money sometimes.
Make sense? I hope so. Anyway I don't wanna bother you with such a boring explanation.
Let's talk about my life: here is all wonderful guys. Some people read my blog and told me that I'm too optimistic. Someone even told me it seems to be unreal for how much optimism they see in it. I use to answer: I'm not stupid. I don't live in a stupid commercial. I know the world is not always about smiling and having fun. It 's not all fine and easy. But why should I present to you my troubles and my "dark side" when I ve got so many shining sides to talk about and to be proud of? Huh?
I ve got a lot of friends here. It's incredible when I think that I firstly came here a bit frightened cause I was the only one getting here at the end of Sept whereas the "rest of the world" had been already abroad for one month. Such silly worries...
There is only one big trouble I see here. As far as I ve seen people from a country tend always to settle down with their "bros". There's nothing wrong. I mean, it's quite natural. But I personally don't like sticking too much to a group. What I can see in the club we have here,"De Ruif" ,is kind of imaginary walls among the groups: the Spanish corner, the Italian, the Dutch, the Greek one and so on. They don't properly communicate each other. Finally everyone always comes back "home" with his own bros. I don't wanna be misunderstood. I love staying
with my Italian friends. I ve just had an amazing evening and I will definitely hang out with 'em again, but I also like widening my boundaries and well out of this abroad experience. Are we in Holland or not? So let's be flexible! Ok...my lesson is over..hehe:)
Here we have such a lot of amazing parties in student residences in Italy we can only imagine: (come cantava Jovanotti "un monolocale che diventerà un castello"..ve la ricordate?? daiii.."affacciati alla finestra amore mio" Ah..a proposito sapete che trovano strane affinità tra la mia faccia e quella di Lorenzo Cherubini??...Mah...) kitchen turning out to be club rooms with DJs and bars and barmans and also people working as waiters picking up glasses and bottles. "Amazing", as my cute friend Antieh would say. Obviously lasting till 5-6 o'clock. Sometimes the police or some desperate neighbours try to kick us out but we stay as late as possible. Always. The show must go on. Dear Freddy, I would add..."in Erasmus especially" hehe:)
Our spirit is being blessed by Erasmus. The Erasmus's soul is among us. I can feel it. I can almost touch it. Probably because it 's not only the meaning it has got during the years but also because he really lived 10 km far from here...maybe HE is watching me. Surely he is a bit envious now. hehe :) And with that bored face if I offered him a beer he wouldn't reject it at all.
All here guys is so fucking...quick. All is so fucking fast.
The speed of light maybe is unreachable but sure we get at the speed of sound.It's so hard to explain to someone who doesn't live it. Here you can feel the clock always beating. You can feel the time running away and that feeling forces you to live in a double, triple, ...8times faster life. 8x-life. Like my DVD reader. Again and again. All the time. Fortunately my voice is still the same..not that kind of shrill voice when you speed up the the tracks. hehe :)
Especially the emotions are 8x amplified. Maybe even more. I'm living in an emotional bubble. I m always discovering something new and I never get bored of anything. I'm always "hungry". My bread is called People, my soup is called Growth, my cheese is called Curiosity. The greek ancient philosopher Plato said "The very peculiar feature that makes man different from all the other creatures is the power of curiosity and the ability of feeling marveled" . Holy words bro. Holy words.
Finally I always get to talk about the sense of life, right? Yes, I know. But it's my own nature. I'm an hopeless case. Only Doc.House could save me. hehe:)
Some people I talked to argued that this is the kind of world we should try to live in all the rest of our lives: I say. Ok that's true. But are you really sure that after coming back we will be able to re-create emotions like these ones in our home towns? Or are we all fearing that this world is gonna end with our coming back? Is it real adrenaline the one we are creating here to speed up our lives now?
Or are we only hurrying up because we "see" the deadline getting closer? Why do we feel so fucking Supermen here and why do we feel so fucking Clark Kent-s when we are at home?
Will we be able to transmit our enthusiasm to the people around us who have never been abroad? Will we be able to find our dimension or will we need to get out again and again to feel good as much as now, as much as here. Will we need our dose like poor junkies?
Are we going that fast to take off eventually or are we risking to crash right after the tarmac?
I'm not totally clueless. I've been thinking over it quite for a while.
But today I'm not gonna write answers. At least not to those questions herebefore.
For 2 reasons: I don't have definitive answer for me either.
And everyone has got his ones, so I don't wanna my thoughts to affect yours. Make sense? I hope so.
The night is running out. As usual. And my alarm is already fixed. As usual. Ordinary Life? Yes a little bite here as well. But always 8x...
See ya guys. Stay tuned.
I know it doesn't seem to be like that but I'm always here taking care of my deep, philosophical, sometimes silly, anyway funny blog. Anything bad to say about about it? I hope not so but if someone has, speak right after reading or shut up forever. This WAS the independent republic of my life, you remember? Now it is the independent dictatorship of my life..hehe :)
I was scrolling back to my previous posts and I 'm getting aware that I have never actually written about my real life here. I mean, I ve never told you about my habits, my "daily routine", my activities, my clubbing, my life. I just keep on filling in pages and pages with thoughts and reflections forgetting to tell about what 's going on in the Ducth lands.That is likely the question that most of my readers wanna ask me.. what the fuck are you doing over there?
Well,let's start from my job..let's call it job. It makes me look almost important. :) Well, I have my own office here, I ve got my collegues and my boss. I ve got my assignement and ufortunately also my deadlines. Officially working on my project thesis, I 'm now analysing the dutch energy market and its main sources (oil and natural gas) to start afterwards to introduce the reasons why the hydrogen (perhaps the real alternative for the future) is still still finding so many hurdles on his way to the market. Is it only a techology and infrastucture problem? Or are the institutions stacking the deck to prevent a quicker developement of the new
sources? I m trying to figure it out and to show the world they really are.With the evidences in my hands. I'm gonna catch you motherfuckers! hehe :) I'm like a secret agent of the English Royal Crown investigating on this dirty case..my name is Mossini, Luca Mossini. It doesn 't sound like the original I know...:(Let's say that as far as I ve found out so far a lot of decisions made in the past are defintely and strongly affecting the present choices. This phenomenon is called "lock-in effect". It s like as you yesterday bought a pair of shoes for 350€ and now they made your feet stink like shit. You cannot simply throw them away and buy a new pair, because you decided to invest your money in those shoes. You cannot simply loose your money. You gotta put up with the smell even when you see a new brilliant pair probably far better. You got "locked in". And if you wanna change you gotta face the so called "switching costs". A big stack of money sometimes.
Make sense? I hope so. Anyway I don't wanna bother you with such a boring explanation.
Let's talk about my life: here is all wonderful guys. Some people read my blog and told me that I'm too optimistic. Someone even told me it seems to be unreal for how much optimism they see in it. I use to answer: I'm not stupid. I don't live in a stupid commercial. I know the world is not always about smiling and having fun. It 's not all fine and easy. But why should I present to you my troubles and my "dark side" when I ve got so many shining sides to talk about and to be proud of? Huh?
I ve got a lot of friends here. It's incredible when I think that I firstly came here a bit frightened cause I was the only one getting here at the end of Sept whereas the "rest of the world" had been already abroad for one month. Such silly worries...
There is only one big trouble I see here. As far as I ve seen people from a country tend always to settle down with their "bros". There's nothing wrong. I mean, it's quite natural. But I personally don't like sticking too much to a group. What I can see in the club we have here,"De Ruif" ,is kind of imaginary walls among the groups: the Spanish corner, the Italian, the Dutch, the Greek one and so on. They don't properly communicate each other. Finally everyone always comes back "home" with his own bros. I don't wanna be misunderstood. I love staying
with my Italian friends. I ve just had an amazing evening and I will definitely hang out with 'em again, but I also like widening my boundaries and well out of this abroad experience. Are we in Holland or not? So let's be flexible! Ok...my lesson is over..hehe:)Here we have such a lot of amazing parties in student residences in Italy we can only imagine: (come cantava Jovanotti "un monolocale che diventerà un castello"..ve la ricordate?? daiii.."affacciati alla finestra amore mio" Ah..a proposito sapete che trovano strane affinità tra la mia faccia e quella di Lorenzo Cherubini??...Mah...) kitchen turning out to be club rooms with DJs and bars and barmans and also people working as waiters picking up glasses and bottles. "Amazing", as my cute friend Antieh would say. Obviously lasting till 5-6 o'clock. Sometimes the police or some desperate neighbours try to kick us out but we stay as late as possible. Always. The show must go on. Dear Freddy, I would add..."in Erasmus especially" hehe:)
Our spirit is being blessed by Erasmus. The Erasmus's soul is among us. I can feel it. I can almost touch it. Probably because it 's not only the meaning it has got during the years but also because he really lived 10 km far from here...maybe HE is watching me. Surely he is a bit envious now. hehe :) And with that bored face if I offered him a beer he wouldn't reject it at all.All here guys is so fucking...quick. All is so fucking fast.
The speed of light maybe is unreachable but sure we get at the speed of sound.It's so hard to explain to someone who doesn't live it. Here you can feel the clock always beating. You can feel the time running away and that feeling forces you to live in a double, triple, ...8times faster life. 8x-life. Like my DVD reader. Again and again. All the time. Fortunately my voice is still the same..not that kind of shrill voice when you speed up the the tracks. hehe :)
Especially the emotions are 8x amplified. Maybe even more. I'm living in an emotional bubble. I m always discovering something new and I never get bored of anything. I'm always "hungry". My bread is called People, my soup is called Growth, my cheese is called Curiosity. The greek ancient philosopher Plato said "The very peculiar feature that makes man different from all the other creatures is the power of curiosity and the ability of feeling marveled" . Holy words bro. Holy words.
Finally I always get to talk about the sense of life, right? Yes, I know. But it's my own nature. I'm an hopeless case. Only Doc.House could save me. hehe:)
Some people I talked to argued that this is the kind of world we should try to live in all the rest of our lives: I say. Ok that's true. But are you really sure that after coming back we will be able to re-create emotions like these ones in our home towns? Or are we all fearing that this world is gonna end with our coming back? Is it real adrenaline the one we are creating here to speed up our lives now?
Or are we only hurrying up because we "see" the deadline getting closer? Why do we feel so fucking Supermen here and why do we feel so fucking Clark Kent-s when we are at home?Will we be able to transmit our enthusiasm to the people around us who have never been abroad? Will we be able to find our dimension or will we need to get out again and again to feel good as much as now, as much as here. Will we need our dose like poor junkies?
Are we going that fast to take off eventually or are we risking to crash right after the tarmac?
I'm not totally clueless. I've been thinking over it quite for a while.
But today I'm not gonna write answers. At least not to those questions herebefore.
For 2 reasons: I don't have definitive answer for me either.
And everyone has got his ones, so I don't wanna my thoughts to affect yours. Make sense? I hope so.
The night is running out. As usual. And my alarm is already fixed. As usual. Ordinary Life? Yes a little bite here as well. But always 8x...
See ya guys. Stay tuned.
mercoledì 14 novembre 2007
martedì 6 novembre 2007
My Erasmus's song.
THE JOKER
Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah
Some call me the gangster of love
Some people walking around call me Maurice
Cause I speak of the pompitous of love
People talk about me, baby (People talk about me, baby)
They say I'm doin' you wrong, (doin' you wrong)
Well, don't let that worry you worry baby (oh baby ....)
Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home
(Everybody Singing Along)
Some people call me the space cowboy, yeah
Some call me the gangster of love
Some people walking around call me Maurice
Cause I speak of the pompitous of love
People talk about me, baby (People talk about me, baby)
They say I'm doin' you wrong, (doin' you wrong)
Well, don't let that worry you worry baby (oh baby ....)
Cause I'm right here, right here, right here, right here at home
(Everybody Singing Along)
Cause I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight talker
I get my lovin' on the run
You're the cutest thing
That I ever did see
I really love your peaches
I Wanna shake your tree
Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time
Ooo-yeah baby, I'm gonna show you a good time
Cause I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight talker
I get my lovin' on the run
I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight talker
I sure don't want to hurt no one
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight talker
I get my lovin' on the run
You're the cutest thing
That I ever did see
I really love your peaches
I Wanna shake your tree
Lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey, lovey-dovey all the time
Ooo-yeah baby, I'm gonna show you a good time
Cause I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight talker
I get my lovin' on the run
I'm a picker
I'm a grinner
I'm a lover
And I'm a sinner
I play my music in the sun
I'm a joker
I'm a smoker
I'm a midnight talker
I sure don't want to hurt no one
lunedì 5 novembre 2007
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