THE GOOD, THE BAD AND THE UGLY. AND Draughts
Phone call. - But, you know that tomorrow night I go to a concert by Ennio Morricone? - Why is it still alive? - We hope so - Why? - Because if not, who is playing tomorrow? - Come on, I thought he was dead ...
think of it, a concert Morricone is a child to church is like caviar to a Somali child: Pieve Emanuele, on the other is a country where if you already know the multiplication table of the seven shows a certain level cultural, let alone Morricone. Even if everyone at least once in life, we hummed or whistled "tanaaaanananananananananananaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaatanananananananananananananaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" ... And they all recognize it on the fly. Even at church.
The city was plastered with posters, so that the eight thousand (maybe more) tickets sold (with average prices around 30 Euro, not so cheap) were perhaps predictable and represent a substantial prize for the organizers. The stands are full, what stadium is the "lawn" of course: a few small group crowding the second (and last) ring, probably the most economy. It was perhaps too predictable, considering that the public goes to hear Morricone is generally educated, wealthy and fond of music, so interested in enjoying the performance from the best position possible without some spare a few dinar to find themselves in pigeon. Between the first and second ring is a series of boxes, the kind of boxes, which takes place on the elite of the "Belgrade good": there are those who smoke, those who drink and those who watch television. Television, but are you sure? Maybe there will be a monitor to enjoy the concert at best, with shots that capture the details ... No, I meant to say that television and television, complete with cartoons and football matches.
The applause starts more or less at random, especially at the beginning, when the guitar solo that serves as an icebreaker receives in each "turn the page". And even the technicians, which rose to prepare the instruments for the orchestra - after the opening - or cure for one, has become fairly noisy once you get the error.
hundred and fifty singers - Serbs, men and women - are the setting of more than a hundred musicians coming from Italy, including the talented singer. Perfect acoustics and first-rate musicians: Even the untrained ear is carried away by the music, because the melody often sounds familiar. Closing your eyes you can see horses, and Clint Eastwood cowboy entering a saloon after a shoot: when does the "tanaaaanananananananananananaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaatanananananananananananananaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa" is pure goose bumps, with memories of child soldiers, coming back strongly to the fore, with background in the desert, hot sun in a fiery noon, with shot guns in the barrel, boots complete with spurs.
If the Danes, the worst punishment is to force them to speak (I still remember the wise end of year school dance with a surreal and probably out of place, the silence that reverberated in the gym between a performance another), the worst punishment for the Serbs to make them shut up, even if you are playing someone who has an Oscar on the night: missed the typical "coffee break" in mid-concert and the typical Serbian draft, "which blows along the steps. What is the Serbian draft? People who lived in Serbia knows exactly what I'm talking about.
When you arrive in Belgrade had "head" of the bed on the corner between two windows when the summer began to give way to autumn, the bora wind began to blow on my little head, so I moved the read more " south. " I thought that the "draft" was typical of Rifat Burgevic (The student residence where I live), Fred told me that in reality, just arrived in the new house, had also the problem of the draft, so called technicians to fix it. Well, the interesting smell two thugs entered the house pointing directly to the couch the unhappy idea of \u200b\u200boffering a coffee prolonging the session more than two hours. After twelve hours of work, the window was opened over from right to left, but from left to right. Frederick, delighted, went to sleep, waking up the next day with the happy discovery that the draft, following the Darwinian theory has been adapted so that, instead of blowing from left to right, blowing from right to left. His but woman has installed double windows to solve the problem: every now and then but it still feels the draft.
Never underestimate the potential of the Serbian draft: This week has even managed to move to Monday's national holiday (curiously the same day the Lithuanian!) As the fifteenth day was Sunday. And perhaps it was just the draft Serbian to deflect the trajectory of the ball on the arm of Adrian, allowing the piper Rosetti, perhaps the first human being hypnotized by a snake, to endorse a goal that I miss Juve in its heyday: the ' ovation sport café welcomes the doubling of Stankovic, "but also" (as would Crozza) and goals Pato, though with less intensity. And who knows who is flying the flag that moves the draft Pippo offside, specifically sanctioned impeccable and very good piper Rosetti: the goal, although uneven, is more beautiful than that of Hadrian. And if he did not draft a stupid move on the diagonal spinster of Julio Cesar at the end of Pippo ...
Damn draft.
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