Monday, October 23, 2006
Quotes About Being Selfish
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was not that I am now paying the excess with interest, in the form of this psychic undertow I gripping self-esteem and the will to live, I'd say that spending could be close enough to my ideal standard weekend. view of the good impression that we had to Pukkelpop for our second release we have chosen as carl craig dj shoulder, just that we did show in another place and another day. narcosperimentatori from vintage men like me and dj enzo us present at the gates of the supermarket while under the influence of a lethal cocktail of St. Simon & pro evolution soccer, which however does not prevent us from recognizing the horizon the outline of the good old
maxc , who had a steady job, a character mild, an intelligence higher than normal, but fell himself a victim of the synthetic sound that Friday night you instills the desire to merge with this mass of brawling unpresentable fourteen dedicated to ketamine, violence and promiscuity. then if you like your name enzo and purports to be a DJ there are strong chances that you spend a good part of the evening dispensing cigarettes to young girls of master hopes to receive in exchange for sexual favors that will never arrive. set carl craig what can I say? Usually in these cases by applying a formula of two words that involves a known monotheistic deity and wagging a quadruped. but in very exceptional cases only because I will not swear haunt me in the certainty that the most credible monotheistic deity on the market responds to its name by Carl Craig. set was the highlight of the match / merge of the audion mouth to mouth with the Bells by Jeff Mills, a track that was already resonated powerfully against these same walls a few months ago at the hands of its author. this time the bells was a slow and rather thin, actually not performed too openly, but in contact with the skeletal danse macabre audion has literally exploded in an epiphany of rare sound intensity, surface as a sudden glimpse of a veil that obscured the view of me on the last thirty years music and the synthesis, manipulation, distortion, and creation of sound in general. 
cinastic Saturday we come to the rain, but without danilo enzo fabio and definitely on a war footing in terms of bpm and a tiny band of followers in tow. primarily the first lady, decidedly hostile to the music that I carry around, but forced to submit to the sacred bond of our union at this time to believe that she falls into the category "In bad" (and when he looks at me with those big eyes brimming with despair and asks me "but never come back to listen to normal music?" ...). Garella follow a GG for a bizarre heart hormone are taking the features of a Puerto Rican drug dealer and that mich for heart hormone that everyone hoped he disposed of the features that still stand out as a young cocciante on the picture of his license. it has happened that someone asked me today "there were people?" and I frankly do not know what the fuck answer. in the sense that there was this strange phenomenon in which several dozen people came, I would say a fucking crowd, which only tended to come in for prendersi da bere, buttavano un orecchio alla nostra proposta sonora e poi facevano letteralmente a sberle per uscire il più in fretta possibile e campeggiare per tutta la sera fuori dal locale, a fumare centinaia di sigarette al freddo pur di non dover ascoltare nemmeno l’eco dei nostri sforzi. risultato pista vuota e un’adunanza popolare di rare proporzioni sulle scale antistanti al locale. enzo e fabio che sono più scafati se la sono cavata con un’alzata di spalle, io mi sono fatto prendere dallo sconforto e ho cercato consolazione in un surrogato liquido del pubblico, al punto che il barista a un bel momento ha dovuto fingere un guasto allo spillatore per allontanarmi dal bancone. l’unica folla presente al mio set era dunque quella delle green bottles were quickly assembled on the table, to the point that I almost thought to remove the mixer to be able to fit them all. fabio had also bequeathed two dancers motivated enough, only a true bureaucrat console spasmodically I wanted to respect the lineup and I wanted at all costs to start with a piece of burial called Distant Lights you enters the brain and not spring you more. I had read around and south of London, people go out of melon to this stuff here and then I said, if the dancing in South London not see why I should not dance at Ivrea. the cocks. however, the desertification of the track is a phenomenon that I think everyone should try it sooner or later because teaches you to keep your head in the face of adversity in life. I also said to be gone for a drink, now I put something persuasive and I'm going to take them. the cocks. have gone to never return. after me and the poor has been lavishing enzo in a series of unsuccessful radio-friendly tricks that were able to ring up the stairs to emerge outside the public submerged. nothing. I had to intervene when I saw him sweating profusely tapping his fingers on the cover of Paris Hilton's single, and luckily I managed to lock the truck when it was already returning to the player.
then fuck everyone knows that the development of the surf Sunday calls for calm, silenzio, armonia. e invece è tutto il giorno che siamo logorati dallo psicodramma felino tuttora in atto nel nostro salotto. abbiamo portato a casa Zazie, la nuova gattina, solo che invece della gattina devono averci rifilato una iena, perché è tutto il giorno che soffia come un’isterica, quando mi sono avvicinato per salutarla mi ha accolto sputandomi in faccia ma almeno so che non è un problema solo mio perché ha sputato in faccia pure l’orsacchiotto che gli avevamo dato per fare un po’ di simpatia. per non parlare di Micho al Mas Macho, che aveva cercato di accogliere la nuova arrivata con un certo numero di buoni propositi, ma quando si è avvicinato lei ha incominciato a produrre una serie di spaventosi suoni esoterici which have killed him the soul because, even though eight years and eight pounds heavier due to run away like a thief holed up in a corner from which they believe will come very soon, however, reminding us all what it means to no longer have the testes that had been supplied data. end. cinastic Saturday we come to the rain, but without danilo enzo fabio and definitely on a war footing in terms of bpm and a tiny band of followers in tow. primarily the first lady, decidedly hostile to the music that I carry around, but forced to submit to the sacred bond of our union at this time to believe that she falls into the category "In bad" (and when he looks at me with those big eyes brimming with despair and asks me "but never come back to listen to normal music?" ...). Garella follow a GG for a bizarre heart hormone are taking the features of a Puerto Rican drug dealer and that mich for heart hormone that everyone hoped he disposed of the features that still stand out as a young cocciante on the picture of his license. it has happened that someone asked me today "there were people?" and I frankly do not know what the fuck answer. in the sense that there was this strange phenomenon in which several dozen people came, I would say a fucking crowd, which only tended to come in for prendersi da bere, buttavano un orecchio alla nostra proposta sonora e poi facevano letteralmente a sberle per uscire il più in fretta possibile e campeggiare per tutta la sera fuori dal locale, a fumare centinaia di sigarette al freddo pur di non dover ascoltare nemmeno l’eco dei nostri sforzi. risultato pista vuota e un’adunanza popolare di rare proporzioni sulle scale antistanti al locale. enzo e fabio che sono più scafati se la sono cavata con un’alzata di spalle, io mi sono fatto prendere dallo sconforto e ho cercato consolazione in un surrogato liquido del pubblico, al punto che il barista a un bel momento ha dovuto fingere un guasto allo spillatore per allontanarmi dal bancone. l’unica folla presente al mio set era dunque quella delle green bottles were quickly assembled on the table, to the point that I almost thought to remove the mixer to be able to fit them all. fabio had also bequeathed two dancers motivated enough, only a true bureaucrat console spasmodically I wanted to respect the lineup and I wanted at all costs to start with a piece of burial called Distant Lights you enters the brain and not spring you more. I had read around and south of London, people go out of melon to this stuff here and then I said, if the dancing in South London not see why I should not dance at Ivrea. the cocks. however, the desertification of the track is a phenomenon that I think everyone should try it sooner or later because teaches you to keep your head in the face of adversity in life. I also said to be gone for a drink, now I put something persuasive and I'm going to take them. the cocks. have gone to never return. after me and the poor has been lavishing enzo in a series of unsuccessful radio-friendly tricks that were able to ring up the stairs to emerge outside the public submerged. nothing. I had to intervene when I saw him sweating profusely tapping his fingers on the cover of Paris Hilton's single, and luckily I managed to lock the truck when it was already returning to the player. 
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