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Intervento veloce e brevissimo per presentare il mio intervento a RAI Radio 3. 

Potete, nel caso, ascoltarlo o riascoltarlo via facebok a questo indirizzo: 


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Un racconto di una lunghezza non eccessiva che spero venga letto e gradito. Fa parte di una raccolta mai pubblicata, se non in un'unica copia per mia moglie. Faceva infatti parte di una serie di 7 o 8 racconti che le ho scritto tra l'inizio e la fine degli anni '90, accomunati dal particolare di essere tutti basati su una presenza in qualche modo soprannaturale. Si tratta di fantasmi, per </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/feeds/1730495804974841279/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732053&amp;postID=1730495804974841279" title="2 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/1730495804974841279?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/1730495804974841279?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/2012/05/corteccia.html" title="Corteccia" /><author><name>maxciti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488294343233322922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQZAiOIlg0/TrrH9VR8aTI/AAAAAAAABOc/JOUMnO4gmws/s220/rebo.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-yJSVIQihukk/T70FRI4zPQI/AAAAAAAABr8/OC-QlypADsM/s72-c/Lepidodendron.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0IAQn48fip7ImA9WhVUF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732053.post-3343934337574875342</id><published>2012-05-22T19:59:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-05-22T19:59:03.076+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-22T19:59:03.076+02:00</app:edited><title>Naturalmente, all'ultimo istante...</title><summary>




... cioé alle 18.00 di oggi mi ha telefonato la RAI per dirmi che il mio piccolo intervento - 7'30" alle 10.50 - non andrà in onda domani come annunciato, bensì giovedì...

Mi scuso con tutti, anche se il colpevole non sono evidentemente io. 

Ricapitolando, la nuova collocazione del programma «Il chiodo fisso» con intervista-confessione del sottoscritto NON andrà in onda domani (mercoledì) </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/feeds/3343934337574875342/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732053&amp;postID=3343934337574875342" title="5 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/3343934337574875342?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/3343934337574875342?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/2012/05/naturalmente-allultimo-istante.html" title="Naturalmente, all'ultimo istante..." /><author><name>maxciti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488294343233322922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQZAiOIlg0/TrrH9VR8aTI/AAAAAAAABOc/JOUMnO4gmws/s220/rebo.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-DnqzDjIhUvk/T7vShsVsuYI/AAAAAAAABro/Un13GjUJ-FY/s72-c/icona_shutdown.png" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0MHSHY6eyp7ImA9WhVUFU4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732053.post-7814847003768930044</id><published>2012-05-20T19:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-05-20T19:37:19.813+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-20T19:37:19.813+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musica" /><title>All'ultimo minuto</title><summary>




Sono appena tornato dalla montagna e ho dovuto lavorare al nuovo post per LN-LibriNuovi out-of-print. Un ottimo articolo di Nick che presento volentieri. Ma il risultato è che è tardi e che non ho ancora pubblicato il mio pezzo musicale della settimana.

...

Steve Reich è uno dei compositori contemporanei che preferisco. Lo ascolto in pratica sempre, quando leggo, quando scrivo, quando </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/feeds/7814847003768930044/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732053&amp;postID=7814847003768930044" title="5 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/7814847003768930044?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/7814847003768930044?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/2012/05/allultimo-minuto.html" title="All'ultimo minuto" /><author><name>maxciti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488294343233322922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQZAiOIlg0/TrrH9VR8aTI/AAAAAAAABOc/JOUMnO4gmws/s220/rebo.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-En8Xhiyijy4/T7krnXnCy5I/AAAAAAAABrc/R1HnTf_7p94/s72-c/reich.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0ICSHo9eip7ImA9WhVUF00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732053.post-6800995636990526684</id><published>2012-05-19T12:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-05-22T19:59:29.462+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-22T19:59:29.462+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Libri" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="case editrici" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="distribuzione libri" /><title>Dopo la fiera</title><summary>

Foto rubata a mia figlia che mi immortala in un momento di calma






Sono stato assente più di quanto pensassi. Ma finita la collaborazione con la Carocci sono stato ingoiato da una serie interminabile di grane grandi e piccole legate alla chiusura della libreria.

La preparazione e la presentazione del bilancio 2011, i calcoli e le valutazioni per il bilancio 2012, i conti del dovuto allo </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/feeds/6800995636990526684/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732053&amp;postID=6800995636990526684" title="5 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/6800995636990526684?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/6800995636990526684?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/2012/05/dopo-la-fiera.html" title="Dopo la fiera" /><author><name>maxciti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488294343233322922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQZAiOIlg0/TrrH9VR8aTI/AAAAAAAABOc/JOUMnO4gmws/s220/rebo.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xKNhMYExK7Y/T7YX0VbWHyI/AAAAAAAABqA/scxyTFMZPBs/s72-c/citi+fiera+del+libro.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4MRnY-fip7ImA9WhVVGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732053.post-4507079606208223210</id><published>2012-05-13T10:33:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-05-13T10:33:07.856+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-13T10:33:07.856+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musica" /><title>Eric Satie</title><summary>



Post davvero lampo oggi, sommerso letteralmente dai lettori allo stand. 

...

Eric Satie è una specie di costante nei miei ascolti. Ogni tanto, quando mi sento insieme triste e sommessamente felice Satie mi sembra la musica giusta da ascoltare. 

Un musicista quantomeno curioso e stranamente attuale anche a un secolo e passa di distanza. Gymnopedie è formata da tre brani. Questo è il primo.</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/feeds/4507079606208223210/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732053&amp;postID=4507079606208223210" title="8 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/4507079606208223210?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/4507079606208223210?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/2012/05/eric-satie.html" title="Eric Satie" /><author><name>maxciti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488294343233322922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQZAiOIlg0/TrrH9VR8aTI/AAAAAAAABOc/JOUMnO4gmws/s220/rebo.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KvIF3HLZ_Xk/T69xbcwLKSI/AAAAAAAABpo/iJTPM9EUAyA/s72-c/satie.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkYFR3o8fip7ImA9WhVVF0g.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732053.post-8029989783040786876</id><published>2012-05-11T19:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-05-11T19:41:56.476+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-11T19:41:56.476+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="case editrici" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="enigmi" /><title>In mezzo alla tempesta</title><summary>




Un'impressione assolutamente superficiale ma impossibile da ignorare. Sono nello Stand dell'editore Carocci in questo momento letteralmente assediato dai lettori e con una coda - tutto sommato inverosimile - di uomini e donne ciascuno con il proprio o i propri libri da pagare. 

Una situazione perfettamente positiva, si direbbe. 

Beh, sì e no. 

Sì perché constatare tanto interesse verso la</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/feeds/8029989783040786876/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732053&amp;postID=8029989783040786876" title="5 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/8029989783040786876?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/8029989783040786876?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/2012/05/in-mezzo-alla-tempesta.html" title="In mezzo alla tempesta" /><author><name>maxciti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488294343233322922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQZAiOIlg0/TrrH9VR8aTI/AAAAAAAABOc/JOUMnO4gmws/s220/rebo.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-aHvBVJkEngE/T61O5xlounI/AAAAAAAABpc/Ye52hChivz8/s72-c/escher111.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IBQXgzcCp7ImA9WhVVFUU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732053.post-1863859183303066875</id><published>2012-05-09T19:45:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-05-09T19:45:50.688+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-09T19:45:50.688+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="CS_libri" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Libri" /><title>Attenzione! Va in onda il messaggio radiofonico...</title><summary>




Sono letteralmente a pezzetti, 

Tra ieri e oggi abbiamo tirato fuori da n(n) scatole circa 14.000 volumi per arredare lo stand. 

Abbiamo avuto piccole e grandi grane e libri che non smettevano mai di saltar fuori anche quando eri convinto fossero finiti... 

In sei che eravamo fanno comunque più di 2.000 libri a testa. 

Brrrr. 

Quindi sarò brevissimo. 

La trasmissione radiofonica dove </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/feeds/1863859183303066875/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732053&amp;postID=1863859183303066875" title="7 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/1863859183303066875?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/1863859183303066875?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/2012/05/attenzione-va-in-onda-il-messaggio.html" title="Attenzione! Va in onda il messaggio radiofonico..." /><author><name>maxciti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488294343233322922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQZAiOIlg0/TrrH9VR8aTI/AAAAAAAABOc/JOUMnO4gmws/s220/rebo.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3ZFmx_dq680/T6qsl44F9dI/AAAAAAAABpQ/SuELIyUK1jU/s72-c/radio.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEEDR3wyfCp7ImA9WhVVFEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732053.post-6022750138443768815</id><published>2012-05-07T19:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-05-07T19:44:36.294+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-07T19:44:36.294+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="case editrici" /><title>Guadagnarsi il pane</title><summary>




Cari tutti, da domani mattina scomparirò o quasi dall'elenco dei blogger (poco) attivi. Non per mia pervicace e odiosa volontà ma soltanto perché impegnato a tempo pieno allo stand del Salone (o Fiera) del libro per conto dell'editore Carocci. 

Il team della Carocci è formato da simpatiche persone, generalmente giovani e simpatiche e lavorare con loro non è stato affatto male. Quindi </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/feeds/6022750138443768815/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732053&amp;postID=6022750138443768815" title="5 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/6022750138443768815?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/6022750138443768815?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/2012/05/guadagnarsi-il-pane.html" title="Guadagnarsi il pane" /><author><name>maxciti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488294343233322922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQZAiOIlg0/TrrH9VR8aTI/AAAAAAAABOc/JOUMnO4gmws/s220/rebo.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Wk0J6UmqdKo/T6gJcEgMGdI/AAAAAAAABo8/vzBiojikGZo/s72-c/salone+del+libro.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0IFRncyfCp7ImA9WhVVE0w.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732053.post-3459980957101136899</id><published>2012-05-06T16:45:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-05-06T16:45:17.994+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-06T16:45:17.994+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musica" /><title>Marajà</title><summary>




Se finora non ho ancora inserito un artista italiano in questo spazio musicale domenicale non è per affermare qualcosa di terribilmente definitivo tipo: «odio la musica e i musicisti italiani», ma semplicemente perché sono pochi i musicisti italiani del XX secolo che mi hanno incuriosito, interessato o appassionato.

Ma calma, si tratta di una percentuale bassa su un totale comunque molto </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/feeds/3459980957101136899/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732053&amp;postID=3459980957101136899" title="4 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/3459980957101136899?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/3459980957101136899?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/2012/05/maraja.html" title="Marajà" /><author><name>maxciti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488294343233322922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQZAiOIlg0/TrrH9VR8aTI/AAAAAAAABOc/JOUMnO4gmws/s220/rebo.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-uBCBnbrTubc/T6aN73wNN_I/AAAAAAAABok/bsgH1aWJ27s/s72-c/capossela469.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YNR3k7eyp7ImA9WhVVEUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732053.post-2111993592707876106</id><published>2012-05-04T19:08:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-05-04T20:13:16.703+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-04T20:13:16.703+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="enigmi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scritture / testi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Narrazioni" /><title>I tempi della scrittura</title><summary>



Non avevo voglia di commentare direttamente sul blog. 

Ma l'idea mi ha colpito, è innegabile.

Si può scrivere un romanzo, sia pure breve, in soli sei giorni? Beh, per potere evidentemente si può. Davide lo spiega meravigliosamente nel primo dei suoi quattro post, quando incolonna i punti necessari: «Struttura / outline di massima ecc.». Ovviamente è meglio se la famiglia aiuta tenendosi </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/feeds/2111993592707876106/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732053&amp;postID=2111993592707876106" title="6 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/2111993592707876106?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/2111993592707876106?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/2012/05/i-tempi-della-scrittura.html" title="I tempi della scrittura" /><author><name>maxciti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488294343233322922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQZAiOIlg0/TrrH9VR8aTI/AAAAAAAABOc/JOUMnO4gmws/s220/rebo.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rLUKGLF46F8/T6QIF9uM2GI/AAAAAAAABoA/lxcz6ghGd-g/s72-c/scrivere1.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0EBRXc-fCp7ImA9WhVWGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732053.post-688767144140179353</id><published>2012-05-01T20:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-05-01T20:07:34.954+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-05-01T20:07:34.954+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="CS_libri" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scritture / testi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Narrazioni" /><title>Ma chi te l'ha fatto fare?</title><summary>




Perché non scrivi la storia della libreria? 

Una domanda che on line - ma anche a mezzo e-mail - mi è arrivata piuttosto spesso, ultimamente. Soprattutto dopo aver postato questo intervento. 

Una storia della libreria è, forzatamente, una parte non piccola della storia di me stesso. E sinceramente non riesco a decidere che sia già venuto il momento per un bilancio della mia vita. Tanto più</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/feeds/688767144140179353/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732053&amp;postID=688767144140179353" title="8 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/688767144140179353?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/688767144140179353?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/2012/05/ma-chi-te-lha-fatto-fare.html" title="Ma chi te l'ha fatto fare?" /><author><name>maxciti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488294343233322922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQZAiOIlg0/TrrH9VR8aTI/AAAAAAAABOc/JOUMnO4gmws/s220/rebo.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bS8w3uWVJzs/T6AjQGW8bhI/AAAAAAAABnk/oH7U5jn8uVw/s72-c/libreria+incasinata.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DU4FQXcyeSp7ImA9WhVWFkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732053.post-8591891326022988789</id><published>2012-04-29T13:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-29T13:11:50.991+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-29T13:11:50.991+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musica" /><title>Bruciando la casa</title><summary>






Non è stato tanto facile rispettare l'impegno domenicale della musica. Sono in montagna, dove ho una penna per il collegamento di incerto funzionamento e con tempi di risposta pressoché ottocenteschi. 

Ne potrete desumere che questo post sarà piuttosto breve, anche se, spero non indegno.

...

I Talking Heads sono stati attivi come gruppo tra il 1974 e il 1991. Guidati dall'improbabile </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/feeds/8591891326022988789/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732053&amp;postID=8591891326022988789" title="2 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/8591891326022988789?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/8591891326022988789?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/2012/04/bruciando-la-casa.html" title="Bruciando la casa" /><author><name>maxciti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488294343233322922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQZAiOIlg0/TrrH9VR8aTI/AAAAAAAABOc/JOUMnO4gmws/s220/rebo.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-CM6Ap-09Ip4/T50gVhuZtiI/AAAAAAAABnY/rtIqayfx89o/s72-c/talking+heads.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0YFRX05fCp7ImA9WhVWFU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732053.post-1559936150968201528</id><published>2012-04-27T12:04:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-27T12:05:14.324+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-27T12:05:14.324+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="enigmi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scritture / testi" /><title>un sogno e qualche riflessione di metodo</title><summary>


Missione compiuta. 
Sono arrivato in V. Verdi, 16, ho seguito da bravo pisquanello la conduttrice del programma nei sotterranei della RAI e ho registrato più o meno 20' di breve storia della CS. La trasmissione, tagliata fino a raggiungere i 7' e 30", andrà in onda in un giorno di maggio, non so ancora quale ma ne verrò informato con discreto anticipo in modo da poterlo sparare su tutti i siti</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/feeds/1559936150968201528/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732053&amp;postID=1559936150968201528" title="6 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/1559936150968201528?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/1559936150968201528?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/2012/04/un-sogno-e-qualche-riflessione-di.html" title="un sogno e qualche riflessione di metodo" /><author><name>maxciti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488294343233322922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQZAiOIlg0/TrrH9VR8aTI/AAAAAAAABOc/JOUMnO4gmws/s220/rebo.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z6eWAGa49r4/T5ps2WaAzgI/AAAAAAAABm0/ovhlnnY5XnI/s72-c/missione+compiuta.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEQGSX48cSp7ImA9WhVWEks.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732053.post-4262399387538497487</id><published>2012-04-24T13:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-24T13:18:48.079+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-24T13:18:48.079+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="CS_libri" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="case editrici" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="distribuzione libri" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Narrazioni" /><title>RAI 3 e l'autopsia di un sogno</title><summary>




Oggi pomeriggio, più o meno intorno alle 15.30, sono stato invitato da RAI Radio 3 a registrare un breve racconto della mia personale storia e soprattutto di quella della mia ex-libreria, la CS. 

Oggi registrerò il mio intervento - racconto, narrazione o più verosimilmente, autopsia - della defunta CS, dalla sua origine, nel 1975, fino alla sua recente morte, che verrà in seguito tagliato </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/feeds/4262399387538497487/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732053&amp;postID=4262399387538497487" title="8 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/4262399387538497487?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/4262399387538497487?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/2012/04/rai-3-e-lautopsia-di-un-sogno.html" title="RAI 3 e l'autopsia di un sogno" /><author><name>maxciti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488294343233322922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQZAiOIlg0/TrrH9VR8aTI/AAAAAAAABOc/JOUMnO4gmws/s220/rebo.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lTW1tRP5FR0/T5aJ35iKU8I/AAAAAAAABmQ/5dKJ4YwVbPg/s72-c/radio3.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUMFRHg8eSp7ImA9WhVWEU0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732053.post-1380874721004722990</id><published>2012-04-22T14:34:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-22T16:03:35.671+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-22T16:03:35.671+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musica" /><title>Cremisi come un Re</title><summary>

Copertina di Lark's Tongues in Aspic, album dal quale NON ho preso il pezzo presentato...




Ho passato in compagnia dei King Crimson e di tutte le loro infinite e interminabili formazioni l'adolescenza, la giovinezza e gran parte dell'età matura. Ma finora non ho mai inserito un loro brano proprio perché sono talmente diversi i KC di At the Court of the Crimson King da quelli di Starless and </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/feeds/1380874721004722990/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732053&amp;postID=1380874721004722990" title="4 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/1380874721004722990?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/1380874721004722990?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/2012/04/cremisi-come-un-re.html" title="Cremisi come un Re" /><author><name>maxciti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488294343233322922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQZAiOIlg0/TrrH9VR8aTI/AAAAAAAABOc/JOUMnO4gmws/s220/rebo.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p0ZG5_PTN68/T5P6AftKWnI/AAAAAAAABmE/02iYI-FBJNs/s72-c/King_Crimson_-_Larks_Tongues_In_Aspic-front_20060814074110.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIMQXo5eyp7ImA9WhVWEEU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732053.post-933749331804104551</id><published>2012-04-19T16:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-22T09:43:00.423+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-22T09:43:00.423+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scritture / testi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Narrazioni" /><title>Una vecchia giga</title><summary>





Questo racconto non è mai stato pubblicato. 

Semplicemente perché era un filino troppo lungo per LN e troppo breve o forse non abbastanza fantastico per ALIA. O anche, semplicemente, perché non mi ricordavo più nemmeno di averlo scritto. 

Può capitare.

È nato per esemplificare l'assunto che il vero fantastico nasce dall'equilibrio perfetto tra il reale e il meraviglioso - come sostiene </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/feeds/933749331804104551/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732053&amp;postID=933749331804104551" title="2 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/933749331804104551?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/933749331804104551?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/2012/04/una-vecchia-giga.html" title="Una vecchia giga" /><author><name>maxciti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488294343233322922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQZAiOIlg0/TrrH9VR8aTI/AAAAAAAABOc/JOUMnO4gmws/s220/rebo.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0Y-Q8ZqQwP4/T5Aep0K8IqI/AAAAAAAABlo/WN0ysroErjA/s72-c/FANTASMI-NELLA-NEBBIA-a26935672.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4AQng6eSp7ImA9WhVXFkU.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732053.post-2150820933687290032</id><published>2012-04-17T19:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-17T19:49:03.611+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-17T19:49:03.611+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="CS_libri" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Libri" /><title>Grazie</title><summary>



Sono ritornato dalla montagna pensando ad alcune persone che mi hanno sostenuto in questi ultimi mesi. 

Intendiamoci, le persone che sono passate in libreria a salutarmi e ringraziarmi sono state tante e a tutte loro vorrei indirizzare un enorme GRAZIE, ma alcune, – è soltanto umano – mi hanno colpito in modo particolare. 

Diciamo che si tratta di un «One upon a time» fuori tempo massimo, </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/feeds/2150820933687290032/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732053&amp;postID=2150820933687290032" title="10 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/2150820933687290032?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/2150820933687290032?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/2012/04/grazie.html" title="Grazie" /><author><name>maxciti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488294343233322922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQZAiOIlg0/TrrH9VR8aTI/AAAAAAAABOc/JOUMnO4gmws/s220/rebo.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QSf2-Y2IJUw/T42se5y14RI/AAAAAAAABlc/Wt101Nyioo8/s72-c/Eremita.JPG" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0QCQ3g-fCp7ImA9WhVXFUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732053.post-5852317614666577660</id><published>2012-04-15T19:35:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-15T19:36:02.654+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-15T19:36:02.654+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musica" /><title>Della difficoltà di incontrarsi</title><summary>




Moby non è esattamente uno dei miei musicisti preferiti. Non nel senso che abitualmente lo detesto e qualche rara volta no, ma nel senso che le sue canzoni mi piacciono quasi sempre. Lo ascolto, per farla breve, troppo spesso con il famoso emisfero sinistro, ovvero stando troppo attento ai rimandi, alle citazioni, ai passaggi e alle osservazioni sottostanti da storico della musica, americana</summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/feeds/5852317614666577660/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732053&amp;postID=5852317614666577660" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/5852317614666577660?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/5852317614666577660?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/2012/04/della-difficolta-di-incontrarsi.html" title="Della difficoltà di incontrarsi" /><author><name>maxciti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488294343233322922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQZAiOIlg0/TrrH9VR8aTI/AAAAAAAABOc/JOUMnO4gmws/s220/rebo.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UFfBHYgiWrk/T4sGgJmAFSI/AAAAAAAABlM/LBaBpTlTeBs/s72-c/blues.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkQMQns_fyp7ImA9WhVQGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732053.post-1906743848591478943</id><published>2012-04-09T17:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-09T18:53:03.547+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-09T18:53:03.547+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="CS_libri" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="case editrici" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pubblicazione" /><title>It's a new day</title><summary>




Il 6 aprile abbiamo ufficialmente dichiarato chiusa la società, la C.S. Coop. Studi, nata nell'autunno del 1975, è definitivamente scomparsa. A curare quel che resta rimane un liquidatore, il sottoscritto, che dovrà tacitare i creditori, pretendere dai (pochi) debitori, curare gli aspetti legali e contributivi, raggranellare qualche denaro a favore dei due dipendenti, saldare le tasse che </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/feeds/1906743848591478943/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732053&amp;postID=1906743848591478943" title="6 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/1906743848591478943?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/1906743848591478943?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/2012/04/its-new-day.html" title="It's a new day" /><author><name>maxciti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488294343233322922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQZAiOIlg0/TrrH9VR8aTI/AAAAAAAABOc/JOUMnO4gmws/s220/rebo.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-EQyYhSs9WAA/T4L-y2ipI_I/AAAAAAAABkw/YLs1L1fJyoc/s72-c/babel.gif" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUIAQn87fip7ImA9WhVQGEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732053.post-3088156646828153182</id><published>2012-04-08T16:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-08T17:05:43.106+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-08T17:05:43.106+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musica" /><title>Tu guida, disse lei</title><summary>




Non ricordo in quali circostanze mi è capitato di incontrare il musicista che presento questa settimana.

Mi è capitato di udirlo per radio, credo, e qualcosa nella sua musica mi ha colpito abbastanza da ricordarlo. Anche senza essere minimamente in grado di ripetere canterellando i suoi motivi. 

È stato un piccolo, misterioso, chiodo fisso, anche perché non riuscivo a sentire di chi </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/feeds/3088156646828153182/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732053&amp;postID=3088156646828153182" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/3088156646828153182?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/3088156646828153182?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/2012/04/tu-guida-e-basta-disse-lei.html" title="Tu guida, disse lei" /><author><name>maxciti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488294343233322922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQZAiOIlg0/TrrH9VR8aTI/AAAAAAAABOc/JOUMnO4gmws/s220/rebo.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ypWWB2rN1dg/T4Gknrtr9yI/AAAAAAAABkk/xJEX-rY0P8Q/s72-c/ultimatum.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEMDSHo_eSp7ImA9WhVQFEo.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732053.post-2057831532157065065</id><published>2012-04-03T20:07:00.002+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-03T20:07:59.441+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-03T20:07:59.441+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="enigmi" /><title>...e oltretutto mi hanno fregato la borsa</title><summary>




Già.

È un periodo di cattivo karma, direbbe qualcuno.

Venerdì pomeriggio ho lasciato la borsa in auto, in custodia di mia moglie, e sono andato in farmacia. 

Al mio ritorno ho visto Silvia parzialmente fuori dall'auto a redarguire qualcuno. Avvicinandomi ho notato che la portiera dalla parte del passeggero era soltanto accostata. 

Il resto avete abbastanza fantasia per immaginarlo da </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/feeds/2057831532157065065/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732053&amp;postID=2057831532157065065" title="11 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/2057831532157065065?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/2057831532157065065?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/2012/04/e-oltretutto-mi-hanno-fregato-la-borsa.html" title="...e oltretutto mi hanno fregato la borsa" /><author><name>maxciti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488294343233322922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQZAiOIlg0/TrrH9VR8aTI/AAAAAAAABOc/JOUMnO4gmws/s220/rebo.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CUWHunE4reA/T3s7Xb9sozI/AAAAAAAABkQ/UJdfSt0srk0/s72-c/furto-portafoglio.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUYMRHc8eSp7ImA9WhVQE00.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732053.post-8263353388684325482</id><published>2012-04-01T19:59:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-01T19:59:45.971+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-01T19:59:45.971+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Musica" /><title>Il crollo delle nuove case</title><summary>






Einstürzende Neubauten, anche se apparentemente impronunciabile, vuol dire sostanzialmente questo.  Per chi volesse sapere come si pronuncia basterà comporre: ain-sturzende noibauten dove la «u» è stretta e gutturale e la «e» finale è semimuta.   

Si tratta di una band tedesca originaria di Berlino, di genere industrial pop, nata nel 1980 e tuttora in attività, fondata da Blixa Bargeld e </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/feeds/8263353388684325482/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732053&amp;postID=8263353388684325482" title="2 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/8263353388684325482?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/8263353388684325482?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/2012/04/il-crollo-delle-nuove-case.html" title="Il crollo delle nuove case" /><author><name>maxciti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488294343233322922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQZAiOIlg0/TrrH9VR8aTI/AAAAAAAABOc/JOUMnO4gmws/s220/rebo.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_wnf4iXn_9g/T3iXV-yLaKI/AAAAAAAABkE/efj72h9SLbE/s72-c/koln.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMDQH4_eSp7ImA9WhVQEU8.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732053.post-5026092549049478818</id><published>2012-03-30T17:47:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2012-03-30T17:47:51.041+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-03-30T17:47:51.041+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="CS_libri" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="case editrici" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="pubblicazione" /><title>L'ultimo e il primo</title><summary>
Sembra incredibile ma il penultimo giorno della libreria coincide con un battesimo. 

Librario. 



Il libro  in questione è «140 Lettere d'Amore» di Vittorio de Alfaro, ex-docente universitario del Corso di laurea di Fisica di Torino, lettere inviate da Iacopo - nom de plume dell'autore - a Iole negli anni compresi tra il 1953 e il 1957. 









Si tratta di anni fondamentali per la storia </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/feeds/5026092549049478818/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732053&amp;postID=5026092549049478818" title="5 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/5026092549049478818?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/5026092549049478818?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/2012/03/lultimo-e-il-primo.html" title="L'ultimo e il primo" /><author><name>maxciti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488294343233322922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQZAiOIlg0/TrrH9VR8aTI/AAAAAAAABOc/JOUMnO4gmws/s220/rebo.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9DmFoG4axY0/T3XSQLTlh4I/AAAAAAAABjo/xnBy96AR9io/s72-c/dealfaro_base355.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04BSHY6fyp7ImA9WhVXGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8732053.post-2665003608737970328</id><published>2012-03-27T11:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2012-04-19T16:32:39.817+02:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2012-04-19T16:32:39.817+02:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="CS_libri" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="scritture / testi" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Narrazioni" /><title>La luna sulla scrivania</title><summary>








Ma un blog è il posto giusto dove pubblicare narrativa? 

Probabilmente no, ma sono tempi difficili, tempi di lavoro esagerato, affannato, di improvvisi scatti di nervi, penose consultazioni con il commercialista, trattative interminabili con chi verrà dopo di noi, libri da eliminare, da regalare, da smaltire in qualche modo, accordi con chi deve portarsi via mobili, computer e altri </summary><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/feeds/2665003608737970328/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8732053&amp;postID=2665003608737970328" title="4 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/2665003608737970328?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8732053/posts/default/2665003608737970328?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://fronteretro.blogspot.com/2012/03/la-luna-sulla-scrivania.html" title="La luna sulla scrivania" /><author><name>maxciti</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09488294343233322922</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="27" height="32" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZmQZAiOIlg0/TrrH9VR8aTI/AAAAAAAABOc/JOUMnO4gmws/s220/rebo.gif" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BUSmNMBvlr8/T3GTw-kOx9I/AAAAAAAABjc/VMb5aPJG-MU/s72-c/Philodendron_Pertusum_Totem_fs.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>

