<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="no"?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:itunes="http://www.itunes.com/dtds/podcast-1.0.dtd" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667315435358707757</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Fri, 30 Aug 2024 18:13:52 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Video</category><category>Musica</category><category>booo</category><category>Frasi</category><category>News</category><category>Ricordi</category><category>Testo</category><category>Cazzate</category><category>Sport</category><category>Film</category><category>Voglia</category><category>Blog</category><category>Evento</category><category>Spezzone</category><category>Storia</category><category>Cartone Animato</category><category>Cultura</category><category>Dedica</category><category>Auguri</category><category>Coincidenze</category><category>Impariamo Qualcosa</category><category>Inno</category><category>Libro</category><category>Pubblicità progresso</category><category>Regalo</category><category>Rito</category><category>Stagioni</category><category>Trailer</category><title>K A P P E I D A S H</title><description>Io dico pane al pane e cazzo al cazzo...</description><link>http://kappeidash.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (kappeidash)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>241</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><language>en-us</language><itunes:explicit>no</itunes:explicit><itunes:subtitle>Io dico pane al pane e cazzo al cazzo...</itunes:subtitle><itunes:owner><itunes:email>noreply@blogger.com</itunes:email></itunes:owner><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667315435358707757.post-371126194568491633</guid><pubDate>Mon, 13 Apr 2015 21:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2015-04-13T23:19:03.908+02:00</atom:updated><title/><description>Fondamentalmente non c'è molto da dire.. Siamo convinti di crescere in un mondo fantastico, in cui ogni cosa ha un suo perché.. In cui tutto ha un senso, ha uno scopo. Crediamo che la vita alla fine ci porterà qualcosa di buono che tutte le cose abbiano un lieto fine.. Ma poi ci crolla tutto attorno, non capisci cosa veramente sta succedendo.. Ma perché ci raccontano le favole? Perché ci fanno vedere i cartoni Disney? Perché ci illudono, facendoci credere nei lieto fine? Non è vero niente! Fateci vivere la realtà! Non raccontateci minchiate! La felicità cos'è? Qualcuno la sa definire veramente? Fai così.. Non fare così.. Devi essere così.. Vedrai che ciò che dai un giorno ti verrà restituito.. Allora ho sbagliato tutto nel mio passato. Cos'è mi buono? Cos'è cattivo? Qualcuno me lo spiega?! Perché io non capisco!.. Poi arriva il momento, che ti guardi attorno e tutto ti fa fa schifo, non distingui più il buono dal cattivo, il bello dal brutto, il giusto dal sbagliato.. Allora fai un passo indietro e ripensi alle favole.. Ai racconti.. Ai lieti fine, e tutto ti risulta più chiaro. Ben venga biancaneve e soprattutto lo specchio della matrigna.. Ben venga cappuccetto rosso e il lupo, che falso non è ma ha uno scopo.. Ben venga Peter pan e la sua isola che non c'è e che tutti vorremmo.. Ben venga Alice e il bianconiglio che da sempre rincorre.. Bianconiglio l'unico che avrei sempre voluto prendere, continuo a rincorrerlo.. Ho smesso.. Ma perché smettere? Ricomincio la corsa sennò la realtà mi spegne e se mi fermo smetto di credere che un lieto fine c'è in tutto.. Ne sono sicuro!&lt;a href="https://youtu.be/dvBPCm25z4I"&gt;https://youtu.be/dvBPCm25z4I&lt;/a&gt;</description><link>http://kappeidash.blogspot.com/2015/04/fondamentalmente-non-ce-molto-da-dire.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kappeidash)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667315435358707757.post-952026536105464360</guid><pubDate>Tue, 04 Oct 2011 12:36:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-10-04T14:43:28.725+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musica</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Video</category><title>04.10.2011...</title><description>...Che cacchio ci faccio ancora qua?? Non lo soooooooo dopo tanto avevo bisogno di riscoprire il mio io malato, di riappropiarmi del mio angolo e per colpa di cosa??? Di questa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9b22P-2aIOg" frameborder="0" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...Maledetta Missincat.... Maledetto Dente.... Maledetto me!!!</description><link>http://kappeidash.blogspot.com/2011/10/04102011.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kappeidash)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" height="72" url="https://img.youtube.com/vi/9b22P-2aIOg/default.jpg" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667315435358707757.post-3895957598258805492</guid><pubDate>Mon, 06 Jul 2009 19:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-07-06T21:40:02.719+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">booo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musica</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Video</category><title>Perchè Cazzo L'ho Cercata...</title><description>...Sta canzone la adoro, ma mi fa ricordare una persona... Avrei bisogna di ritrovarlo, passeggiendo come un tempo... quando meno te lo aspetti... come sempre lui compariva dal nulla... sembra sapesse quando era il momento, però quel momento non c'è più... Avrei bisogno di parlare con lui....ufff...cazzo!!! Anni fa avevo messo il &lt;a href="http://kappeidash.blogspot.com/2007/03/mr-brace.html"&gt;testo&lt;/a&gt;...Ora eccovi un live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CE9VanHmgmA&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CE9VanHmgmA&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kappeidash.blogspot.com/2009/07/perche-cazzo-lho-cercata.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kappeidash)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667315435358707757.post-4603874592578847462</guid><pubDate>Wed, 29 Apr 2009 08:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-29T10:18:03.988+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Frasi</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musica</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Testo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Video</category><title>Gente Comune...</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="testo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lei veniva dalla Grecia aveva sete di conoscenza,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lei studiava scultura al College Saint Martin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ecco dove io ho incrociato i suoi occhi.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Lei mi disse che suo padre era molto ricco, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ed io le dissi che in quel caso avrei preso un rum e coca-cola. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mi rispose 'bene' e dopo trenta secondi disse, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;io voglio vivere come la gente comune, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;voglio fare tutto ciò che le persone normali fanno, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;voglio dormire con la gente normale, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;voglio dormire con la gente comune come te. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bene, cos'altro avrei potuto fare - le dissi vediamo cosa si puo' fare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;La portai al supermercato, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;non so perchè ma bisognava cominciare da qualche parte, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;così cominciò tutto in quel posto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Le dissi fingi di non avere denaro, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;lei sorrise e disse tu sei molto divertente. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ah sì? bene, io non vedo nessun altro ridere in questo posto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Sei sicura di voler vivere come la gente comune, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vuoi vedere le cose che la gente comune vede, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vuoi dormire con le persone normali, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vuoi dormire con le persone normali come me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ma lei non comprese, sorrise e mi prese la mano. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Affitta un appartamento su un negozio, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tagliati i capelli e trovati un lavoro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Fuma delle sigarette e gioca a biliardo, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fingi di non essere mai andata a scuola. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ma ancora non ci sarai riuscita &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perchè quando sei distesa a letto la notte &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;a guardare gli scarafaggi che si arrampicano sul muro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; se chiami tuo padre lui puo' risolvere tutto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Tu non vivrai mai come le persone normali,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tu non farai mai ciò che le persone normali fanno, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tu non fallirai mai come la gente normale, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;non vedrai mai la tua vita da un diverso punto di vista, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;e non ballerai mai e non berrai mai e non farai mai l'amore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perchè non c'è nulla altro da fare. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Canta con la gente comune, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;canta e forse potresti avvicinarti un po', &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ridi con la gente comune, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ridi anche se loro stanno ridendo di te&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; e delle cose stupide che fai. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Perchè tu pensi che essere poveri sia figo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Voglio vivere con la gente comune....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="testo"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;(Pulp - Common People)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="testo"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-hF_HLSVLwM&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-hF_HLSVLwM&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kappeidash.blogspot.com/2009/04/gente-comune.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kappeidash)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667315435358707757.post-6758368375451630207</guid><pubDate>Mon, 20 Apr 2009 10:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-20T12:19:53.703+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">booo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Film</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Frasi</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Video</category><title>Questa Mattina...</title><description>...Mi sono svegliato pensando a un film che trovo, da un certo punto di vista, eccezionale!!!&lt;br /&gt;Se la nostra vita fosse decisa da uno scrittore? Se tutto ciò che facciamo fosse deciso da qualcuno che da qualche parte, in questo momento, sta scrivendo un romanzo? Si perchè voglio ben sperare che almeno la mia vita possa essere un romanzo o va bene anche un libro di fantascienza... Non gialli o altro. Se stessi scrivendo perchè qualcuno me lo fa fare? (Onestamente fosse così, cazzo, fammi scrivere decemente, non di merda come faccio io...)&lt;br /&gt;Beh non so. Non aggiungo altro, continuo a pensarci... Per chi non l'avesse mai visto, ve lo consiglio &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;'Vero come la finzione'&lt;/span&gt; (me lo devo rivedere).&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SklYRNfM1Jc&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SklYRNfM1Jc&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VeeKiMfqFnE&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/VeeKiMfqFnE&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Non sapevo quale mettere dei due (e onestamente avrei voluto mettere altri spezzoni, non questi... ma non sono riuscito a trovare altro... però meritano anche loro).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kappeidash.blogspot.com/2009/04/questa-mattina.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kappeidash)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667315435358707757.post-5896705274123097111</guid><pubDate>Wed, 15 Apr 2009 10:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-04-15T12:12:38.172+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">booo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Film</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Frasi</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Video</category><title>Bisogno Di...</title><description>...Autostima. Da molto non scrivo, ho poco da dire ma in questo periodo di silenzio ho capito di cosa ho bisogno... Autostima, devo trovare un pò di autostima in me stesso. Quando la troverò forse qualcosa cambierà e anche se non cambiasse, di sicuro vivrei molto meglio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f7h48cdV-lY&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f7h48cdV-lY&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kappeidash.blogspot.com/2009/04/bisogno-di.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kappeidash)</author><thr:total>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667315435358707757.post-8728397211495600751</guid><pubDate>Mon, 09 Feb 2009 20:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-09T21:36:59.829+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">booo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musica</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Video</category><title>Ho Iniziato...</title><description>...A conoscerla da poco. Molto brava, voce dolcissima e scopro ora che è pure bellissima... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Denise 'Leaves On The Ground'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... Non serve altro vero? Anche fosse non sono ancora capace di esprimermi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hRJZh0wOgnc&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hRJZh0wOgnc&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kappeidash.blogspot.com/2009/02/ho-iniziato.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kappeidash)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667315435358707757.post-7228632410348658242</guid><pubDate>Sat, 07 Feb 2009 16:02:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-02-07T17:37:16.520+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">booo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Frasi</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musica</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Testo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Video</category><title>Non Sono Più Capace...</title><description>&lt;div align="left"&gt;...Di esprimermi. Non che sia uno bravo farlo ma ora non ci riesco proprio...&lt;br /&gt;Non riesco a parlare, preferisco star zitto e guradare. Ho sempre preferito fare così, ma ora è diverso, non si tratta di osservare per il fascino di farlo, osservo perchè non so esprimermi, non riesco a trovare le parole... Post sensa senso, se le parole non ci sono, come fa ad vere un senso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="284" width="445"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sd0o3R0C1r0&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sd0o3R0C1r0&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="284"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Strokes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Last Nite&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(La Scorsa Notte)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;La scorsa notte, lei ha detto:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh, caro, mi sento così giù.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh mi disgusta,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando mi sento tagliata fuori."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Così io, io mi sono girato:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh baby, non ti preoccupare più&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lo so per certo,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sto uscendo da quella porta"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Beh, sono stato ora in città per quindici minuti&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E cara, mi sentivo così giù&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E non so perchè&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ho iniziato a camminare per miglia e miglia&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vedi, la gente non capisce&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, le fidanzate, non possono capire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I tuoi nipoti, non capiranno&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E prima di tutti, io non capirò mai...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;La scorsa notte, lei ha detto:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh, caro, non sentirti così giù.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh mi disgusta,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando mi sento tagliata fuori."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Così io, io mi sono girato:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh baby, andrà tutto bene"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Era proprio una balla bella grossa&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Perchè me ne sono andato quella notte, si&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oh, la gente non capisce&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;No, le fidanzate, non capiranno&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Nelle astronavi, non capiranno&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;E io, io non capirò mai...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;La scorsa notte, lei ha detto:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh, caro, mi sento così giù.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Vedi, mi disgusta,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Quando mi sento tagliata fuori."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Così io, io mi sono girato:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Oh piccola ragazzina, non mi preoccupo più.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Io so per certo,&lt;br /&gt;Sto uscendo da quella porta" si&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kappeidash.blogspot.com/2009/02/non-sono-piu-capace.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kappeidash)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667315435358707757.post-6464085896402096417</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Jan 2009 15:35:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-31T16:54:26.841+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">booo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Film</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Frasi</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Video</category><title>'Sono Morto...</title><description>&lt;div align="left"&gt;...Forse....Magari...' (&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SLC Punk! Fuori di cresta)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ISx9120yjU0&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ISx9120yjU0&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kappeidash.blogspot.com/2009/01/sono-morto.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kappeidash)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667315435358707757.post-6459404398123365756</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 Jan 2009 11:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-27T12:21:25.477+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musica</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">News</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Video</category><title>Pete Doherty...</title><description>...Strampalato, bruciato o che altro volete aggiungere?!? Comunque uno dei pochi veri artisti degli ultimi anni... Quanto pare quest'anno esce il suo primo aalbum da solista e io lo aspetto a braccia aperte. Fin'ora ogni cosa che ha fatto a mio parere è riuscita benissimo. Sembra che tra le varie canzoni ci sarà pure il brano fatto in collaborazione con il poeta/cantante Wolfman, incisa ancora qualche anno fa... &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;'For Lovers'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/bRnjeBr2UgY&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bRnjeBr2UgY&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kappeidash.blogspot.com/2009/01/pete-doherty.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kappeidash)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667315435358707757.post-7282769176424930079</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 Jan 2009 20:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-14T21:20:53.114+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">booo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musica</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Video</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Voglia</category><title>In Questi Primi Giorni...</title><description>...Dell'anno, cercavo qualcosa di nuovo da ascoltare. Di nuovo ho trovato poco ma sopratutto niente che mi facesse veramente viaggiare con la fantasia, con la testa... Tra orecchio tappato e altro, questo 2009 è partito molto a rilento, forse troppo... Beh dai ma almeno ho trovato, anzi, ritrovato qualcosa che mi faccia viaggiare di fantasia... Eh si, cerco sempre cose nuove e poi ricado sul vecchio... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Cornelius 'Music'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;... E' sempre un piacere fantasticare con lui di sottofondo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/wITpW0G4vks&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/wITpW0G4vks&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kappeidash.blogspot.com/2009/01/in-questi-primi-giorni.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kappeidash)</author><thr:total>4</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667315435358707757.post-6891768517591460086</guid><pubDate>Thu, 08 Jan 2009 21:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-01-08T22:21:07.853+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">booo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musica</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Video</category><title>Com'è Il Tuo Umore In Questo Brano?...</title><description>...Io il mio lo so e il vostro?...OOOO OOOO OOOO OOOOOOO...&lt;em&gt;Animal Collective 'Fireworks'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/W6KPDWNAPBU&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/W6KPDWNAPBU&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kappeidash.blogspot.com/2009/01/com-il-tuo-umore-in-questo-brano.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kappeidash)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667315435358707757.post-1851706617073936874</guid><pubDate>Tue, 30 Dec 2008 14:27:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-30T15:29:21.916+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">booo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musica</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Video</category><title>Buon Fine Anno...</title><description>E sopratutto speriamo che il 2009 porti tante cose a tutti... Io ci conto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="285" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BwNrmYRiX_o&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BwNrmYRiX_o&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description><link>http://kappeidash.blogspot.com/2008/12/buon-fine-anno.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kappeidash)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667315435358707757.post-478371359257261320</guid><pubDate>Mon, 22 Dec 2008 11:13:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-22T12:18:53.406+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musica</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Video</category><title>Era da Un Pò Che Non Li Ascoltavo...</title><description>...Ma stamattina mi ritrovo ad avere sull'ipod, qualche loro canzone. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Brian Jonestown Massacre&lt;/span&gt;, ma sopratutto &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Anton Newcombe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;geniale quanto fulminato. Forse non avrà e non arriverà mai ad avere il successo che meriterebbe, ma lo adoro... La sua musica l'adoro!!!&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lSptPm1C1nM&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lSptPm1C1nM&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kappeidash.blogspot.com/2008/12/era-da-un-p-che-non-li-ascoltavo.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kappeidash)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667315435358707757.post-9133325600075465298</guid><pubDate>Mon, 15 Dec 2008 11:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-15T12:29:38.806+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musica</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Video</category><title>Little Joy...</title><description>...L'album lo adoro...i loro video mi piacciono...alla fine ho optato per questo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;'Unattainable'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qs6WFMJGxE8&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qs6WFMJGxE8&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kappeidash.blogspot.com/2008/12/little-joy.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kappeidash)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667315435358707757.post-5268166175208185739</guid><pubDate>Fri, 12 Dec 2008 12:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-12T13:17:08.197+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">booo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Film</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Frasi</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Video</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Voglia</category><title>Mi Viene Quasi Il Dubbio...</title><description>...Smetterà prima o poi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ShEkDQcQovo&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ShEkDQcQovo&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kappeidash.blogspot.com/2008/12/mi-viene-quasi-il-dubbio.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kappeidash)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667315435358707757.post-8550075369133784370</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Dec 2008 09:33:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-09T11:18:51.104+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Frasi</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musica</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Ricordi</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Video</category><title>14.09.1919 - 08.12.2008</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Egli darà ordine ai suoi angeli di custodirti in tutti i tuoi passi'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;(Sal 90,11)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/PaLfDnShEn0&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/PaLfDnShEn0&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kappeidash.blogspot.com/2008/12/08122008.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kappeidash)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667315435358707757.post-9196625246253672547</guid><pubDate>Tue, 02 Dec 2008 12:08:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-12-02T13:11:31.447+01:00</atom:updated><title>Basta La Canzone...</title><description>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;...Massive Attack &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Live With Me'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2LgrGHWSy6k&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2LgrGHWSy6k&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Vivi Con Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Non importa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dove giri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Bisogna sopravvivere.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tu vivi e impari&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sto pensando a te piccola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Dalle luci dell’alba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; alla mezzanotte blu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Giorno e notte&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Mi stai mancando&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sto pensando a te bambina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Quasi mi rende pazzo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Vieni e vivi con me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Entrambe le strade,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Vinci o perdi,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Quando vivi nei problemi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Tu vivi nello sconforto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sto pensando a te piccola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Yeah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Guarda, quasi mi rende pazzo bambina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Niente è giusto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Quando non sei qui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Darò tutto quello che ho &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Solo per tenerti vicina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ho scritto una lettera,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ho provato &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A renderla chiara,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Solo tu non credi che&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; sono sincero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sto pensando a te bambina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Progetti e complotti,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; speranze e paure,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; ho negato sogni&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; per tutti questi anni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sto pensando a te piccola&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Vivendo con me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Bene&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sto penando a te bambina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; mi fa volere ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; bambina&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; niente è giusto&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; se non sei qui&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; darò tutto quello che ho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; solo per&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; tenerti vicina.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ho scritto una lettera, darling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ho provato a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Renderla chiara…&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Oh ma tu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Solo non credi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; che sono sincero&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sto pensando a te bambina,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; voglio che tu viva con me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kappeidash.blogspot.com/2008/12/basta-la-canzone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kappeidash)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667315435358707757.post-1051466318709804065</guid><pubDate>Thu, 20 Nov 2008 11:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-20T12:27:06.437+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">booo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Frasi</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musica</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Video</category><title>'Come Vorrei...</title><description>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;...Cambiare tutto...'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Moltheni &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;'Finta Gioia'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/nRWAimLTgRQ&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/nRWAimLTgRQ&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kappeidash.blogspot.com/2008/11/come-vorrei.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kappeidash)</author><thr:total>3</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667315435358707757.post-6250194114447289520</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Nov 2008 13:14:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-18T14:15:53.426+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">booo</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Musica</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">News</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Video</category><title>Vabbè Intanto Mi Tiro Su...</title><description>...Con il nuovo singolo dei &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;Franz Ferdinand 'Ulysses'&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/82RPuSpgChY&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/82RPuSpgChY&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://kappeidash.blogspot.com/2008/11/vabb-intanto-mi-tiro-su.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (kappeidash)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4667315435358707757.post-2735955949379040074</guid><pubDate>Tue, 18 Nov 2008 12:04:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-11-18T13:06:14.824+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">booo</category><title>Sono...</title><description>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjA3S3T1IASvIpktf3TihQbkM3UOMXIbiVtVdX1WjcDmXCuuMb6iBuPb7H5RowEev3SaCbhs1ASPssExCv7shCSP1tJYh7xs7YBQvq1q1bBIeprAsH2kthscX7kyFUt4lebs16ANWR-IfbL/s1600-h/homer-simpson-as-hulk.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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