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New year, new life! And
), but also by musical notes. From well-understood not as the classic musical notes "do re me sol .." drawn up by a nice piano, maybe a tail, but by huge speakers! Yes, monstrous, blacks speakers placed very high here and there in dark and smelly dancing, surrounded by hoards of people are unleashed! Yes, because the last year in a club, usually, you are four billion people "packed" in a few, very few cubic centimeters of living space. Among the four
, or perhaps five billion people
( I was never a great genius in mathematics ) to the disco to celebrate the New Year's Eve to
Milan, there was also my friend PicMomyChic . Physiologically forced to move away from each other for Christmas (
and mutual pain and a little subdued ) told me about his night raids. Musically the evening was "based on" commercial dance music with winks to pop . And lots and lots of fun ( in general, this term, means that "musical tradition" that includes songs famously described as "fun" or at least they can involve a bit 'all. Songs like this can be considered Happy Birthday and Pedro of Raffaella Carra
, Cicale of Heather Parisi , Sara Smile of Rich and Poor or Night Flight of Lorella Cuccarini , to name a few ). To emphasize the presence of too many people on the "dance floor" referring to an incident PicMomyChic. While still beautiful, contrite in his black dress by Pinko to enjoy half Mojito was accidentally achieved by an unidentified cocktail that has soaked right arm and part of his very thick brown hair . You know, when there is chaos at the disco, every man for himself! I once was reached by a candle wax
. Also in the disco. My jeans by Dolce & Gabbana still remember him as a sad reminder. And he also remembers sadly my wallet after the payment of the bill in the laundry. This year I opted for one last year in the family. A Bari. Between courses of abundant dinner, I got to do some detour in the kitchen where she turned on the TV programmed Raiuno and its
the coming year with the lovely hostess Mara Venier. musical guests galore
to the crowded square Federico Fellini Rimini . I have heard three "old glories" ( ensure that these are artists! Other than old glories! ): Patty Pravo ( that I seemed quite confused. Sometimes. What had started celebrating even before the the stroke of midnight? Who knows. Or perhaps it was just me to see it that way. What I had, instead, I started to celebrate in advance? Who knows. ) Loredana Berte (
great as usual, was wrong to "enter" And The Moon knocked over. Strangely enough, you are not angry with the orchestra that has the emergency room. I know I know, however, that Remember that the period BabyBertè, the one that claimed to be reborn, and then decided not to dye their hair from the root while maintaining a contrast gray / black clear, has spent many years, so it would be appropriate provisions to cover the excessive hair growth that hanging over his head) and Pooh ( orphan drummer Stefano D'Orazio, had announced the departure at scenes, reneged on the stage of transmission of Venier. In my opinion, the fugitive, a little, you'll be "eating hands". La Donna Del Mio Amico will always remain a myth ). Oh, and celebrations have taken place by now, almost straight (towards bed) I, in the company of cheerful and very empty bottle of sparkling wine , we entertained a few more minutes in the company of dear Szia Mara ( she happily accompanied by a bottle of sparkling wine that did not want to give up ) to listen to, perhaps, a beautiful dirge good night. course not! M'è touched to see Cristiano Malgioglio red dress (I think ..
) while singing Still Still Still of Mina, a song he wrote that, yes, but that has literally destroyed. Dear Mina, I am writing the title of his album. Dear Chris, I am writing
.. Oh well, never mind .. spent Christmas, New Year's passed and now awaits the madam Befana steps to take all these small parties happy and if you take away once and for all. I always wondered why nobody ever wrote a song for Epiphany . Poor woman, she would be entitled to! If there
Santa Claus is coming to town, for example, why not write La Befana comes to town? Please remedy. few years ago I saw a cartoon on the Epiphany, which is called The Blue Arrow , based on the book of John
Rodari starring Elvis
as a composer of the soundtrack. Thanks to his compositions for this film won the Silver Ribbon the best music for the soundtrack 1997. Dear Mr. Conte, because he has not done so to write a good song for poor Befana?
, or perhaps five billion people
( I was never a great genius in mathematics ) to the disco to celebrate the New Year's Eve to
Milan, there was also my friend PicMomyChic . Physiologically forced to move away from each other for Christmas (
and mutual pain and a little subdued ) told me about his night raids. Musically the evening was "based on" commercial dance music with winks to pop . And lots and lots of fun ( in general, this term, means that "musical tradition" that includes songs famously described as "fun" or at least they can involve a bit 'all. Songs like this can be considered Happy Birthday and Pedro of Raffaella Carra
, Cicale of Heather Parisi , Sara Smile of Rich and Poor or Night Flight of Lorella Cuccarini , to name a few ). To emphasize the presence of too many people on the "dance floor" referring to an incident PicMomyChic. While still beautiful, contrite in his black dress by Pinko to enjoy half Mojito was accidentally achieved by an unidentified cocktail that has soaked right arm and part of his very thick brown hair . You know, when there is chaos at the disco, every man for himself! I once was reached by a candle wax
. Also in the disco. My jeans by Dolce & Gabbana still remember him as a sad reminder. And he also remembers sadly my wallet after the payment of the bill in the laundry. This year I opted for one last year in the family. A Bari. Between courses of abundant dinner, I got to do some detour in the kitchen where she turned on the TV programmed Raiuno and its
the coming year with the lovely hostess Mara Venier. musical guests galore
to the crowded square Federico Fellini Rimini . I have heard three "old glories" ( ensure that these are artists! Other than old glories! ): Patty Pravo ( that I seemed quite confused. Sometimes. What had started celebrating even before the the stroke of midnight? Who knows. Or perhaps it was just me to see it that way. What I had, instead, I started to celebrate in advance? Who knows. ) Loredana Berte (
great as usual, was wrong to "enter" And The Moon knocked over. Strangely enough, you are not angry with the orchestra that has the emergency room. I know I know, however, that Remember that the period BabyBertè, the one that claimed to be reborn, and then decided not to dye their hair from the root while maintaining a contrast gray / black clear, has spent many years, so it would be appropriate provisions to cover the excessive hair growth that hanging over his head) and Pooh ( orphan drummer Stefano D'Orazio, had announced the departure at scenes, reneged on the stage of transmission of Venier. In my opinion, the fugitive, a little, you'll be "eating hands". La Donna Del Mio Amico will always remain a myth ). Oh, and celebrations have taken place by now, almost straight (towards bed) I, in the company of cheerful and very empty bottle of sparkling wine , we entertained a few more minutes in the company of dear Szia Mara ( she happily accompanied by a bottle of sparkling wine that did not want to give up ) to listen to, perhaps, a beautiful dirge good night. course not! M'è touched to see Cristiano Malgioglio red dress (I think ..
) while singing Still Still Still of Mina, a song he wrote that, yes, but that has literally destroyed. Dear Mina, I am writing the title of his album. Dear Chris, I am writing
.. Oh well, never mind .. spent Christmas, New Year's passed and now awaits the madam Befana steps to take all these small parties happy and if you take away once and for all. I always wondered why nobody ever wrote a song for Epiphany . Poor woman, she would be entitled to! If there
Santa Claus is coming to town, for example, why not write La Befana comes to town? Please remedy. few years ago I saw a cartoon on the Epiphany, which is called The Blue Arrow , based on the book of John
Rodari starring Elvis
as a composer of the soundtrack. Thanks to his compositions for this film won the Silver Ribbon the best music for the soundtrack 1997. Dear Mr. Conte, because he has not done so to write a good song for poor Befana?
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