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A volte mi domando anche come faccio a scoprire queste cose... ma ne sono contento!&lt;br /&gt;Mi piace e lo posto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tandrin tum tum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vfDI2ZjXwK8&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/vfDI2ZjXwK8&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I left my heart to the sappers 'round Khe Sahn&lt;br /&gt;And I sold my soul with my cigarettes, to a black market man&lt;br /&gt;I've had to Vietnam cold turkey, from the ocean to the silver city&lt;br /&gt;And it's only other vets could understa-and&lt;br /&gt;'Bout the long forgotten dockside guarantees&lt;br /&gt;How there were no V-day heroes in nineteen seventy-three&lt;br /&gt;How we sailed into Sydney Harbour, I saw an old friend but I couldn't kiss her&lt;br /&gt;And she was lined, and I was home to the lucky land&lt;br /&gt;She was like so many more from that time on&lt;br /&gt;Their lives were all so empty, until they'd found there chosen one&lt;br /&gt;And their legs were often open but their minds were always closed&lt;br /&gt;And their hearts were held in fast suburban chains&lt;br /&gt;And the legal pads were yellow, hours long paypackets lean&lt;br /&gt;And the telex writers clattered where the gunships once had been&lt;br /&gt;The carparks made me jumpy and I never stopped the dreams&lt;br /&gt;Or the growing need for speed and novacaine&lt;br /&gt;So I worked across the country from end to end&lt;br /&gt;I tried to find a place to settle down, where my mixed up life could mend&lt;br /&gt;I held a job on an oil-rig, a-flyin' choppers when I could&lt;br /&gt;But the nightlife nearly drove me round the bend&lt;br /&gt;And I've travelled round the world from year to year-ear-ear&lt;br /&gt;And each one found me aimless, one more year the worse for wear&lt;br /&gt;And I've been back to South East Asia, you know the answer sure ain't there&lt;br /&gt;But I'm driftin' north to check things out agai-ai-ain&lt;br /&gt;Well the last plane out of Sydney's almost go-one&lt;br /&gt;And only seven flyin' hours, till I'll be landin' in Hong Kong&lt;br /&gt;And there ain't nothin' like the kisses from a jaded Chinese princess&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna hit some Hong Kong mattress all night lo-ong&lt;br /&gt;Well the last plane out of Sydney's almost gone-aca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-5704068357541831209?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/5704068357541831209/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=5704068357541831209&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/5704068357541831209?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/5704068357541831209?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/09/khe-sahn-cold-chisel-video-testo.html" title="Khe Sahn - Cold Chisel (Video + Testo)" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D0YHQXczeip7ImA9WxNSFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053204753276976332.post-3387294884138630256</id><published>2009-08-29T17:56:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T17:58:50.982+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-29T17:58:50.982+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recensione Canzone" /><title>Neffa - Lontano dal tuo sole (Video + Testo)</title><content type="html">E' l'unico pezzo dell'album che davvero mi dà la pelle d'oca, ma penso che abbia davvero trovato un ottimo connubio tra testo e musica.&lt;br /&gt;Fantastica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E la ripetizione di "Che ora non ho" è una trovata che ammiro davvero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bravo Neffa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_4qMm58uDQo&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=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/_4qMm58uDQo&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="344" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Neffa - Lontano dal tuo sole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sono pronto per rialzarmi ancora,&lt;br /&gt;è il momento che aspettava e ora&lt;br /&gt;nonostante questo cielo sembri chiuso su di me&lt;br /&gt;nessuno mi vede&lt;br /&gt;nessuno mi sente,&lt;br /&gt;ma non per questo io non rido più.&lt;br /&gt;Io son qui in un mondo che ormai&lt;br /&gt;gira intorno a vuoto&lt;br /&gt;lontano dal tuo sole&lt;br /&gt;piove, ma io qualche cosa farò&lt;br /&gt;per sentire ancora&lt;br /&gt;tutto il calore che ora non ho&lt;br /&gt;e avere un po' di pace che ora non ho&lt;br /&gt;e luce nei miei occhi che ora non ho&lt;br /&gt;un direzione giusta che ora non ho&lt;br /&gt;...che ora non ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sulla strada&lt;br /&gt;troppe stelle spente&lt;br /&gt;la tua mano ora servirebbe&lt;br /&gt;tutta la gente alza il dito&lt;br /&gt;e poi lo punta su di me.&lt;br /&gt;Nessuno mi crede, davvero innocente,&lt;br /&gt;ma non per questo io non vivo più.&lt;br /&gt;Io sono qui in un mondo che ormai&lt;br /&gt;gira intorno a vuoto&lt;br /&gt;lontano dal tuo sole,&lt;br /&gt;piove mai io qualche cosa farò&lt;br /&gt;per sentire ancora&lt;br /&gt;tutto il calore che ancora non ho&lt;br /&gt;e avere un po' di pace&lt;br /&gt;che ora non ho&lt;br /&gt;e luce nei miei occhi&lt;br /&gt;che ora non ho&lt;br /&gt;un direzione giusta&lt;br /&gt;che ora non ho (x3)&lt;br /&gt;E avere un po' di pace&lt;br /&gt;che ora non ho&lt;br /&gt;e luce nei miei occhi&lt;br /&gt;che ora non ho&lt;br /&gt;una direzione giusta&lt;br /&gt;che ora non ho (x3)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-3387294884138630256?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/3387294884138630256/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=3387294884138630256&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/3387294884138630256?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/3387294884138630256?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/08/neffa-lontano-dal-tuo-sole-video-testo.html" title="Neffa - Lontano dal tuo sole (Video + Testo)" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Dk4BQn8yeSp7ImA9WxNSFUs.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053204753276976332.post-6070905460382727673</id><published>2009-08-29T17:50:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-29T17:55:53.191+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-29T17:55:53.191+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recensione Album" /><title>Alexisonfire -  Old  Crows Young Cardinals</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://p.dada.net/cspv/49-50-63-30-00-MetaPreview-Cover-JPEG256x256/alexisonfire/old-crows-young-cardinals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 183px;" src="http://p.dada.net/cspv/49-50-63-30-00-MetaPreview-Cover-JPEG256x256/alexisonfire/old-crows-young-cardinals.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sono uno strano gruppo, hanno dei riff che danno l'idea di già sentiti, nonostante tu non li abbia mai sentiti. In ogni caso mi piacciono e fanno andare un sacco la testa durante l'ascolto; questo dà a loro un punto in più.&lt;br /&gt;Peccato però non possano aspirare a piacermi al 100%... la voce urla troppo, e mi fa un po' venire il nervoso addosso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dateci però un ascolto perchè ne rimarrete piacevolmente sorpresi (se amate il Metal Alternativo ^^)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voto: 6/7&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-6070905460382727673?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/6070905460382727673/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=6070905460382727673&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/6070905460382727673?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/6070905460382727673?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/08/alexisonfire-old-crows-young-cardinals.html" title="Alexisonfire -  Old  Crows Young Cardinals" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkQFRn8yfSp7ImA9WxJaGE0.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053204753276976332.post-4865766924823598697</id><published>2009-08-09T08:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T08:51:57.195+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-08-09T08:51:57.195+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recensione Album" /><title>Rhythms del Mundo Classics</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcCBEqbxS2A/Sn5__fmUWjI/AAAAAAAAAK8/FuzPASjomis/s1600-h/rythms-del-mundo-classics.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 178px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcCBEqbxS2A/Sn5__fmUWjI/AAAAAAAAAK8/FuzPASjomis/s200/rythms-del-mundo-classics.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367868534662912562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un bel CD. Tante canzoni strafamose riarrangiate in chiave latino americana con una buonissima dose di relax per l'ascolto.&lt;br /&gt;Davvero consigliato.&lt;br /&gt;E' ovvio che qualcuno vorrà obiettare che Bohemian Rhapsody è più bella fatta dai Queen, ma allora... .che si comprasse un CD dei Queen.&lt;br /&gt;Questo è un modo x ascoltare un genere diverso con l'aiutino del conoscere già il testo e le armonie del pezzo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bello, voto: 8,5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-family: arial;" class="tracklist"&gt;           &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1.&lt;/strong&gt; Hotel California - RDM ft. &lt;strong&gt;The Killers&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2.&lt;/strong&gt; Cupid - RDM ft. &lt;strong&gt;Amy Winehouse&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3.&lt;/strong&gt; Imagine - RDM ft. &lt;strong&gt;Jack Johnson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4.&lt;/strong&gt; Under Pressure - RDM ft. &lt;strong&gt;Keane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5.&lt;/strong&gt; Walk On The Wild Side - RDM ft. &lt;strong&gt;Editors&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.&lt;/strong&gt; I Heard It Through The Grapevine - RDM ft. &lt;strong&gt;Kaiser Chiefs&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.&lt;/strong&gt; Satisfaction - RDM ft. &lt;strong&gt;Cat Power&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. &lt;/strong&gt;Under The Boardwalk - RDM ft. &lt;strong&gt;The Rolling Stones&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9.&lt;/strong&gt; Runaway - RDM ft. &lt;strong&gt;The Zutons&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10.&lt;/strong&gt; Because The Night - RDM ft. &lt;strong&gt;KT Tunstall&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11.&lt;/strong&gt; Bohemian Rhapsody - RDM ft. &lt;strong&gt;Augusto Enriquez&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12.&lt;/strong&gt; For What It's Worth - RDM ft. &lt;strong&gt;OneRepublic&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13.&lt;/strong&gt; Big Yellow Taxi - RDM ft. &lt;strong&gt;Aquila Rose &amp;amp; Idana Valdes&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14.&lt;/strong&gt; Beat It - RDM ft. &lt;strong&gt; Fall Out Boy &amp;amp; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;John Mayer&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15.&lt;/strong&gt; Purple Haze - &lt;strong&gt;RDM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16.&lt;/strong&gt; Smells Like Teen Spirit - RDM ft. &lt;strong&gt;Shanade&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17.&lt;/strong&gt; Are You Ready For Love - RDM ft. &lt;strong&gt;The Kooks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18.&lt;/strong&gt; Mi Cherie Amour - RDM ft. &lt;strong&gt;Eros Ramazzotti&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19.&lt;/strong&gt; Stairway To Heaven - RDM ft. &lt;strong&gt;Rodrigo &amp;amp; Gabriela&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;           &lt;/div&gt;                     &lt;div style="font-family: arial;" class="tracklist"&gt;                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-4865766924823598697?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/4865766924823598697/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=4865766924823598697&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/4865766924823598697?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/4865766924823598697?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/08/rhythms-del-mundo-classics.html" title="Rhythms del Mundo Classics" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcCBEqbxS2A/Sn5__fmUWjI/AAAAAAAAAK8/FuzPASjomis/s72-c/rythms-del-mundo-classics.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DUYDQnc6fCp7ImA9WxJbGEg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053204753276976332.post-5152759299699717941</id><published>2009-07-29T09:42:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T09:46:13.914+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-29T09:46:13.914+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recensione Album" /><title>Allele - Point of Origin</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcCBEqbxS2A/SnAMSR2CIiI/AAAAAAAAAK0/1-wCuAkMnGE/s1600-h/Allele-Point+Of+Origin-Front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcCBEqbxS2A/SnAMSR2CIiI/AAAAAAAAAK0/1-wCuAkMnGE/s200/Allele-Point+Of+Origin-Front.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363800664365474338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un gruppo Alternative Metal che secondo me ha fatto davvero bene i compiti a casa. Intendiamoci, non penso che siano delle superstar nel genere, ma sono davvero capaci e piacevoli all'ascolto.&lt;br /&gt;Hanno ben studiato le sonorità, le ritmiche e la voce passa al clean nel momento esatto in cui sei un po' stufo delle urla.&lt;br /&gt;Insomma, un album a cui darei una sufficienza piena e che ho già ascoltato più volte.&lt;br /&gt;Li ritengo pieni di potenzialità e mi aspetto di scoprire presto un pezzo davvero unico!&lt;br /&gt;Voto: 7/8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   1.    Fake&lt;br /&gt;   2.    Different Someone, A&lt;br /&gt;   3.    Closer to Habit&lt;br /&gt;   4.    Tight Rope&lt;br /&gt;   5.    Immune&lt;br /&gt;   6.    Lost in Your Words&lt;br /&gt;   7.    Misunderstood&lt;br /&gt;   8.    Lies&lt;br /&gt;   9.    Stitches&lt;br /&gt;   10.    Unknown&lt;br /&gt;   11.    Find a Way - (Acoustic)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-5152759299699717941?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/5152759299699717941/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=5152759299699717941&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/5152759299699717941?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/5152759299699717941?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/07/allele-point-of-origin.html" title="Allele - Point of Origin" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcCBEqbxS2A/SnAMSR2CIiI/AAAAAAAAAK0/1-wCuAkMnGE/s72-c/Allele-Point+Of+Origin-Front.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkQHQXc5eSp7ImA9WxJbEkk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053204753276976332.post-251101932837672764</id><published>2009-07-22T08:01:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T08:38:50.921+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-22T08:38:50.921+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recensione Canzone" /><title>Atreyu - Shameful (Video+Testo)</title><content type="html">Epica quanto basta, con un pochino di voce semi-growl quel tanto che serve per dare una spintina e poi lasciarla andare nel clean.  Se fossi stato in loro avrei forse creato un secondo ritornello finale per "chiudere" l'idea della canzone o lasciare almeno come sensazione un sospeso che ti invogli a riascoltarla. In ogni caso il pezzo è godibilissimo.&lt;br /&gt;Non mi piacciono gli Atreyu in assoluto, ma quando si producono dei pezzi buoni non ho paura di elogiarli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eccone quindi uno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GCHJd5cTPjk&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/GCHJd5cTPjk&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Atreyu - Shameful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;You should have ran for days,&lt;br /&gt;you embrace, you betray&lt;br /&gt;I am sick to say, you're a sad cliche&lt;br /&gt;but when you ran you tripped and fell&lt;br /&gt;on a path that led you straight to hell&lt;br /&gt;this is the salt in your wounds&lt;br /&gt;this is my I told you so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you knew, what I know&lt;br /&gt;would you move, like you do&lt;br /&gt;with malicious discontent you went about,&lt;br /&gt;hell bent to destroy but did you have a reason why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to lowering caskets of old friends,&lt;br /&gt;through choice and consequence we'll birth a new day&lt;br /&gt;with the death of an old and (Start over, start over)&lt;br /&gt;here's to burying hatchets with those&lt;br /&gt;who you'd never call your friends&lt;br /&gt;we'll birth a new day with the death of an old and (Start over, start over)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you breathe in, reach in, and let it out?&lt;br /&gt;The evil inside, thats eating you out, tonight.&lt;br /&gt;With every venomous move, I will suck you up and spit you&lt;br /&gt;get out of my life, get out of my sight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to lowering caskets of old friends,&lt;br /&gt;choice and consequence we'll birth a new day&lt;br /&gt;with the death of an old and (Start over, start over)&lt;br /&gt;here's to burying hatchets in those&lt;br /&gt;who you'd never call your friends&lt;br /&gt;we'll birth a new day with the death of an old and (Start over, start over)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You let yourself get carried away.&lt;br /&gt;Don't act like you're ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;You let yourself get carried away.&lt;br /&gt;Bow your head now accept the blame.&lt;br /&gt;You let yourself get carried away.&lt;br /&gt;Bury this with you a waste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now its time to see, what you don't mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;Now its time to see, what you don't mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;Now its time to see, what you don't mean to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to lowering caskets of old friends,&lt;br /&gt;choice and consequence, we'll birth a new day&lt;br /&gt;with the death of an old and (Start over, start over)&lt;br /&gt;here's to burying hatchets in those&lt;br /&gt;who you'd never call your friends&lt;br /&gt;we'll birth a new day with the death of an old end &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-251101932837672764?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/251101932837672764/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=251101932837672764&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/251101932837672764?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/251101932837672764?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/07/atreyu-shameful-videotesto.html" title="Atreyu - Shameful (Video+Testo)" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEGRXwyfCp7ImA9WxJbEUw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053204753276976332.post-4461292453496718671</id><published>2009-07-20T20:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T20:03:44.294+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-20T20:03:44.294+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recensione Canzone" /><title>Pitbull - I Know You Want Me (Video+Testo)</title><content type="html">Il ritmo è decisamente l'ideale per un party sulla spiaggia o semplicemente nella propria casa. I bassi sono al massimo consentito dall'equalizzazione e c'è lo stop.&lt;br /&gt;Che però non mi piace.&lt;br /&gt;O meglio, mi piace quando riparte.&lt;br /&gt;Ma quando si ferma rompe proprio un po' le scatole.&lt;br /&gt;Adesso basta che devo continuare a ballare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know you want me, you know I wantcha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oFryG9ON7Tw&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/oFryG9ON7Tw&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Pitbull - I Know You Want Me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha&lt;br /&gt;Its Mr. 305 checkin’ in for the remix,&lt;br /&gt;you know that S 75 Street Brazil?&lt;br /&gt;Well this year gon be called Calle Ocho,&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha &lt;p&gt;Que ola cata, Que ola omega&lt;br /&gt;and this how we gon do it&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Dale,&lt;br /&gt;one-two-three-four&lt;br /&gt;Uno-do’-tres-cuatro&lt;br /&gt;I know you want me (want me)&lt;br /&gt;you know I want cha (want cha)&lt;br /&gt;I know you want me&lt;br /&gt;you know I want cha (want cha)&lt;br /&gt;I know you want me (want me)&lt;br /&gt;you know I want cha (want cha)&lt;br /&gt;I know you want me (want me)&lt;br /&gt;You know I want cha (want cha)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;(Hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;one-two-three-four&lt;br /&gt;Uno-do’-tres-cuatro&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Rumba (Si)&lt;br /&gt;Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)&lt;br /&gt;Rumba (Si)&lt;br /&gt;Ella quiere si Rumba (Como?)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Si e’ verdad que tu ere guapa,&lt;br /&gt;Yo te voy a poner gozar&lt;br /&gt;Tu tiene la boca grande&lt;br /&gt;dale ponte a jugar (Como)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;one-two-three-four&lt;br /&gt;Uno-do’-tres-cuatro (Woooo-ooo!)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;6 to tha clock, on my way to the top uh,&lt;br /&gt;Pit got it locked from brews to the locker,&lt;br /&gt;All I.P uh, big and packer,&lt;br /&gt;That he’s not, but damn he’s hot,&lt;br /&gt;label fly but Pit wont stop,&lt;br /&gt;got her in the car, quit playin’ with his (Como?)&lt;br /&gt;watch him make a movie like Alba Hitch Hock, ha Enjoy Me&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Chorus]:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;one-two-three-four&lt;br /&gt;Uno-do’-tres-cuatro&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Rumba (Si)&lt;br /&gt;Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)&lt;br /&gt;Rumba (Si)&lt;br /&gt;Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Si es verdad que tu ere guapa,&lt;br /&gt;Yo te voy a poner gozar&lt;br /&gt;Tu tiene la boca grande&lt;br /&gt;dale ponte a jugar (Como)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;one-two-three-four&lt;br /&gt;Uno-do’-tres-cuatro (Woooo-ooo!)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Verse 2]:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Mami got an ass like a donkey, with a monkey,&lt;br /&gt;look like King Kong, welcome to the crib,&lt;br /&gt;305 thats what it is,&lt;br /&gt;with a woman down ya s*** dont play games,&lt;br /&gt;they up the chain, and they let her do everythang and anythang, hit tha thang&lt;br /&gt;and they love it gettin’ it in, gettin’ on,&lt;br /&gt;all night long (Dale)&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;[Verse 3]:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Baby you can get it, if you win it we can play,&lt;br /&gt;baby I got cribs, I got condos we can stay,&lt;br /&gt;even got a king size matress we can lay,&lt;br /&gt;baby I dont care, I dont care, what they say&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;[Chorus]:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-4461292453496718671?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/4461292453496718671/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=4461292453496718671&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/4461292453496718671?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/4461292453496718671?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/07/pitbull-i-know-you-want-me-videotesto.html" title="Pitbull - I Know You Want Me (Video+Testo)" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEMGQ3Y-eip7ImA9WxJbEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053204753276976332.post-3610347891108485608</id><published>2009-07-19T20:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T20:40:22.852+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-19T20:40:22.852+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recensione Album" /><title>Freddy vs Jason OST</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.cinemanews.gr/soundtrack/photos/FreddyVsJason.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 186px; height: 186px;" src="http://www.cinemanews.gr/soundtrack/photos/FreddyVsJason.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'accoppiata trash/death metal con i film horror/splatter è stata scoperta e portata avanti con successo in numerose pellicole. Sicuramente FvsJ non è da meno... ma ascoltarsi solo il CD... o my goodness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sono pezzi super carichi ma totalmente sconnessi fra loro, senza delle immagini davanti mi viene addirittura il nervoso perchè non si trova un filo logico... niente, non mi piace proprio!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voto: 4&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-3610347891108485608?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/3610347891108485608/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=3610347891108485608&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/3610347891108485608?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/3610347891108485608?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/07/freddy-vs-jason-ost.html" title="Freddy vs Jason OST" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUBQns_fip7ImA9WxJbEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053204753276976332.post-1702623564098143882</id><published>2009-07-19T20:34:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T20:37:33.546+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-19T20:37:33.546+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recensione Canzone" /><title>Brusco - Sotto i Raggi Del Sole (Video+Testo)</title><content type="html">&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Ok, il video non è il top nè di soggetto nè di budget, ma l'idea di &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brusco&lt;/span&gt; è azzeccatissima! Estate a manetta e un pezzo storico rivisitato in chiave reggae/ska che non ti stanchi di ascoltare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A quanti è capitato di dirlo? A me siiiiiiii!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;amore mi freghi ogni estate con la tua dolcezza  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AX6fDO_nVEk&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/AX6fDO_nVEk&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Brusco - Sotto i Raggi Del Sole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A A bbronzatissima &lt;br /&gt;(Io ti amo e tu lo sai) &lt;br /&gt;sotto i raggi del sole &lt;br /&gt;(Ma mi chiedo come fai) &lt;br /&gt;come è bello sognare &lt;br /&gt;(A restare dove stai) &lt;br /&gt;abbracciato con te &lt;br /&gt;(Per ore al sole senza alzarti mai) &lt;br /&gt;A A bbronzatissima &lt;br /&gt;(Io ti amo e tu lo sai) &lt;br /&gt;a due passi dal mare &lt;br /&gt;(Ma mi chiedo come fai) &lt;br /&gt;come è bello sentirti &lt;br /&gt;(A restare dove stai) &lt;br /&gt;respirare con me &lt;br /&gt;(Per ore al sole senza alzarti mai) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neanche siamo in spiaggia che tu già ti sei sdraiata &lt;br /&gt;guardi il sole in faccia con la faccia impiastricciata &lt;br /&gt;di quella robaccia che ti sei comprata &lt;br /&gt;mmmm il sole ti ha già stregata &lt;br /&gt;al sole sto male ci vuole una passeggiata &lt;br /&gt;permesso mi scusi non passo la spiaggia è affollata &lt;br /&gt;scotta la sabbia scotta è arroventata &lt;br /&gt;mmmm mamma mia che giornata &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A A bbronzatissima &lt;br /&gt;(Io ti amo e tu lo sai) &lt;br /&gt;sotto i raggi del sole &lt;br /&gt;(Ma mi chiedo come fai) &lt;br /&gt;come è bello sognare &lt;br /&gt;(A restare dove stai) &lt;br /&gt;abbracciato con te &lt;br /&gt;(Per ore al sole senza alzarti mai) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sulle labbra tue dolcissime &lt;br /&gt;un profumo di salsedine &lt;br /&gt;sentirò per tutto il tempo &lt;br /&gt;di questa estate d'amor &lt;br /&gt;quando il viso tuo nerissimo &lt;br /&gt;tornerà di nuovo pallido &lt;br /&gt;questi giorni in riva al mar &lt;br /&gt;non potrò dimenticar &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Per ore al sole senza alzarti mai) &lt;br /&gt;A A bbronzatissima &lt;br /&gt;(Io ti amo e tu lo sai) &lt;br /&gt;a due passi dal mare &lt;br /&gt;(Ma mi chiedo come fai) &lt;br /&gt;come è bello sentirti &lt;br /&gt;(A restare dove stai) &lt;br /&gt;respirare con me &lt;br /&gt;(Per ore al sole senza alzarti mai) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta l'afa mi stresssa vado a prendere una bibita &lt;br /&gt;uffa trovo la ressa al bar la gente in fila che litiga &lt;br /&gt;la folla si ribella poi se prendo la palla &lt;br /&gt;niente partitella ok cambio programma &lt;br /&gt;e c'è il sole sul mare si ma l'acqua è fredda &lt;br /&gt;odio il sale tira la pelle la rende secca &lt;br /&gt;amore mi freghi ogni estate con la tua dolcezza &lt;br /&gt;mmmm ma ora ho la certezza basta non ti do più retta &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A A bbronzatissima &lt;br /&gt;(Io ti amo e tu lo sai) &lt;br /&gt;sotto i raggi del sole &lt;br /&gt;(Ma mi chiedo come fai) &lt;br /&gt;come è bello sognare &lt;br /&gt;(A restare dove stai) &lt;br /&gt;abbracciato con te &lt;br /&gt;(Per ore al sole senza alzarti mai)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-1702623564098143882?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/1702623564098143882/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=1702623564098143882&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/1702623564098143882?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/1702623564098143882?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/07/brusco-sotto-i-raggi-del-sole.html" title="Brusco - Sotto i Raggi Del Sole (Video+Testo)" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C04NQH49eyp7ImA9WxJbEE4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053204753276976332.post-8816507003241598812</id><published>2009-07-19T20:30:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T20:33:11.063+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-19T20:33:11.063+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recensione Canzone" /><title>Bran van 3000 - Drinkin in LA (Video+Testo)</title><content type="html">Era un decennio che non sentivo questa canzone, ma oggi in macchina è scaturita dall'iPod del Ricky e... ta-daaaan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il pezzo si risolve in un riff e un effetto megafono che distorce qualsiasi parola, ma... che bel pezzo risulta ugualmente!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e vai con la testa di qua e di là!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pZ9KfKx8PmM&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&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/pZ9KfKx8PmM&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="large"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Bran Van 3000  - Drinking in L.A. Lyrics&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--Artist: Bran Van 3000--&gt; &lt;!--Song: Drinking in L.A.--&gt; Hi, my name is Stereo Mike.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, we got three tickets to the Bran Van concert&lt;br /&gt;happening this Monday night at the Pacific Pallisades.&lt;br /&gt;You can all dial in if you want to answer&lt;br /&gt;a couple of questions, namely,&lt;br /&gt;what is Todd's favourite cheese.&lt;br /&gt;Jackie just called up and said it was a form of Roquefort.&lt;br /&gt;We'll see about that...&lt;br /&gt;Give us a ring-ding-ding! It's a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah Todd, this is Liquid ring-a-ding-a-dinging,&lt;br /&gt;want those three Bran Van tickets man. Waddya think?&lt;br /&gt;Todd, you there?&lt;br /&gt;I woke up again this morning with the sun in my eyes,&lt;br /&gt;When Mike came over with a script surprise.&lt;br /&gt;A Mafioso story with a twist,&lt;br /&gt;A "Too Wong Foo, Julie Newmar" hitch,&lt;br /&gt;Get your ass out of bed, he said:&lt;br /&gt;I'll explain it on the way.&lt;br /&gt;But we did nothing, absolutely nothing that day, and I say:&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A. at 26?&lt;br /&gt;I got the fever for the flavour, the payback will be later, still I need a fix.&lt;br /&gt;And the girls on the bus kept on laughing at us,&lt;br /&gt;As we rode on the ten down to Venice again.&lt;br /&gt;Flaring out the G-Funk,&lt;br /&gt;Sipping on a juice and gin,&lt;br /&gt;Just me and a friend.&lt;br /&gt;Feeling kinda groovy,&lt;br /&gt;Working on a movie. (Yeah right!)&lt;br /&gt;But we did nothing, absolutely but kiss that day, and I say:&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A. at 26?&lt;br /&gt;With my mind on my money and my money on my... Beer, beer!&lt;br /&gt;I know that life is for the taking, so I better wise up, and take it quick.&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, one more time at Trader Vic's.&lt;br /&gt;Some men there wanted to hurt us,&lt;br /&gt;And other men said we weren't worth the fuss.&lt;br /&gt;We could see them all bitching by the bar,&lt;br /&gt;About the fine line, between the rich and the poor.&lt;br /&gt;Then Mike turned to me and said:&lt;br /&gt;"What do you think we got done son?"&lt;br /&gt;We've got a conclusion, and I guess that's something, so I ask you:&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A. at 26?&lt;br /&gt;I got the fever for the nectar, the payback will be later, still I need a fix.&lt;br /&gt;We need to fix you up, call me Monday and maybe we'll fix it all up.&lt;br /&gt;Hell-A-L.A., Hell hell-A-L.A.! ...&lt;br /&gt;So I ask you:&lt;br /&gt;What the hell am I doing drinking in L.A. at 26?&lt;br /&gt;Hell-A-L.A., Hell hell-A-L.A.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-8816507003241598812?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/8816507003241598812/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=8816507003241598812&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/8816507003241598812?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/8816507003241598812?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/07/bran-van-3000-drinkin-in-la-videotesto.html" title="Bran van 3000 - Drinkin in LA (Video+Testo)" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DEEESXkzfCp7ImA9WxJUEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053204753276976332.post-4214726595021231037</id><published>2009-07-11T08:11:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T08:16:48.784+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-11T08:16:48.784+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recensione Band" /><title>Evanscapps - Last Time</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcCBEqbxS2A/Slg77cd1IuI/AAAAAAAAAKs/V45gmqqwMzs/s1600-h/evanscapps_lasttime.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 121px; height: 121px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcCBEqbxS2A/Slg77cd1IuI/AAAAAAAAAKs/V45gmqqwMzs/s200/evanscapps_lasttime.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357097649196835554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanno la grinta. Quella che secondo me deve esserci in tutte le canzoni: dalla ballata al brutal riff.&lt;br /&gt;Fanno un rock potente e molto curato davvero piacevole da ascoltare, hanno sonorità molto vicine al metal e la voce rimane praticamente sempre pulita.&lt;br /&gt;Se posso trovare qualcosa da ridire? Beh, sono il re del trovare qualcosa da ridire: nel CD in questione forse nessuna canzone spicca sulle altre, ma nonostante ciò è molto vario, quindi non ci si rompe a riprenderlo qualche volta di più.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voto: 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..devo informarmi di più sul loro conto, non ho idea nè da dove vengano, nè se hanno fatto altro...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-4214726595021231037?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/4214726595021231037/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=4214726595021231037&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/4214726595021231037?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/4214726595021231037?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/07/evanscapps-last-time.html" title="Evanscapps - Last Time" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_jcCBEqbxS2A/Slg77cd1IuI/AAAAAAAAAKs/V45gmqqwMzs/s72-c/evanscapps_lasttime.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;D04NQ388fyp7ImA9WxJUEkQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053204753276976332.post-3313815367606342044</id><published>2009-07-11T08:04:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T08:06:32.177+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-07-11T08:06:32.177+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recensione Canzone" /><title>We are the champions - Green Day</title><content type="html">Quando una grandissima canzone ha una cover studiata è sempre un piacere ascoltarla! &lt;br /&gt;Mi piacciono i &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Green Day&lt;/span&gt;, anche se non impazzisco per loro, ma in questo pezzo hanno lasciato i brividi dell'originale. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Incredibile l'idea di mettersi i baffetti alla Freddy per aprire il pezzo! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Operazione riuscita in pieno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/VZYGxHVyCwI&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/VZYGxHVyCwI&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've paid my dues&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;I've done my sentence&lt;br /&gt;But committed no crime&lt;br /&gt;And bad mistakes&lt;br /&gt;I've made a few&lt;br /&gt;I've had my share of sand kicked in my face&lt;br /&gt;But I've come through&lt;br /&gt;We are the champions - my friends&lt;br /&gt;And we'll keep on fighting - till the end -&lt;br /&gt;We are the champions -&lt;br /&gt;We are the champions&lt;br /&gt;No time for losers&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we are the champions - of the world -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've taken my bows&lt;br /&gt;And my curtain calls -&lt;br /&gt;You brought me fame and fortune and everything that goes with it&lt;br /&gt;- and some fucking great cheers&lt;br /&gt;I thank you all -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's been no bed of roses&lt;br /&gt;No pleasure cruise&lt;br /&gt;I consider it a challenge before the whole human race&lt;br /&gt;And I ain't gonna lose&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are the champions - my friends&lt;br /&gt;And we'll keep on fighting - till the end&lt;br /&gt;We are the champions&lt;br /&gt;We are the champions&lt;br /&gt;No time for losers&lt;br /&gt;'Cause we are the champions - of the world&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-3313815367606342044?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/3313815367606342044/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=3313815367606342044&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/3313815367606342044?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/3313815367606342044?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/07/we-are-champions-green-day.html" title="We are the champions - Green Day" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUDRH86eCp7ImA9WxJWF0Q.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053204753276976332.post-9000107929477664934</id><published>2009-06-23T22:22:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T22:24:35.110+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-23T22:24:35.110+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recensione Canzone" /><title>Incubus - Martini (Video+Testo)</title><content type="html">Cacchio, ho riscoperto questo fantastico gruppo ad anni di distanza da quando ascoltavo il loro "Wish you were here". Questo pezzo in particolare ce l'avevo nelle orecchie mentre in metropolitana guardavo il brulicare di gente che correva, telefonava, sclerava, aspettava, ecc &lt;br /&gt;Un pezzo che mi faceva sentire come in un altro mondo, totalmente slegato dalla realtà.&lt;br /&gt;E la cosa mi piaceva un sacco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Provate anche voi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/P5euN1YPFE8&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/P5euN1YPFE8&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was a new mean beauty queen,&lt;br /&gt;Money, drugs, magazines,&lt;br /&gt;That didn't do nothing, that didn't do nothing,&lt;br /&gt;They Keep Diamonds, Shiny Boy, City Speak, Every Joy,&lt;br /&gt;That didn't do nothing, no nothing for her&lt;br /&gt;You can lead a horse to water but you can't expect it to drink&lt;br /&gt;Now ain't that something, Now ain't that something&lt;br /&gt;Yeah when the world is at your keep, that won't satiate&lt;br /&gt;Why are you crying, if you offer nothing at all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be a fly in my Martini baby come on down&lt;br /&gt;The roof is high and i'm not climbing tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Come down and i'll give you something to cry about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fast Cars, Booze &amp; Bars, Trial,&lt;br /&gt;And Drown In The Scars&lt;br /&gt;It won't do nothing, it won't do nothing&lt;br /&gt;Even the best frame won't change your wet painting into,&lt;br /&gt;The Mona Lisa, The Mona Lisa,&lt;br /&gt;You've got to dry your eyes baby,&lt;br /&gt;I know it's your party and you,&lt;br /&gt;Cry if you want to, cry if you want to,&lt;br /&gt;Yeah when the world is at your gate &amp; That don't fill your plate&lt;br /&gt;Why are you crying, you offer nothing at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't be a fly in my Martini baby come on down&lt;br /&gt;The roof is high and i'm not climbing tonight,&lt;br /&gt;Come down and i'll give you something to cry about&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-9000107929477664934?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/9000107929477664934/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=9000107929477664934&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/9000107929477664934?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/9000107929477664934?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/06/incubus-martini-videotesto.html" title="Incubus - Martini (Video+Testo)" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ak8ASXYycSp7ImA9WxJWE0k.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053204753276976332.post-8757093736425899432</id><published>2009-06-18T19:13:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T19:14:08.899+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-18T19:14:08.899+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recensione Band" /><title>Oblivion - I Promessi Sposi</title><content type="html">Non li conoscevo.&lt;br /&gt;Ora li ho ascoltati.&lt;br /&gt;Li adoro! Sono bravissimi e allo stesso tempo divertenti! Musical+Letteratura+Cabaret tutto in uno!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basta parole!!! Vai coi Promessi Sposi!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/c9CxZnsbY04&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/c9CxZnsbY04&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-8757093736425899432?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/8757093736425899432/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=8757093736425899432&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/8757093736425899432?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/8757093736425899432?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/06/oblivion-i-promessi-sposi.html" title="Oblivion - I Promessi Sposi" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C0ICQnY7fSp7ImA9WxJWEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053204753276976332.post-7651033234207623460</id><published>2009-06-17T21:44:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:46:03.805+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-17T21:46:03.805+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recensione Band" /><title>Sonic Youth</title><content type="html">Come mi piace fare, mi sono dato alla musica randomica, scovado quindi i Sonic Youth nel mondo della rete.&lt;br /&gt;Non saprei come commentarli... sono capaci di fare musica, ma per i miei gusti si concentrano troppo sul fare sonorità piuttosto che canzoni, creando quindi una sequenza a tratti piacevole e a tratti inascoltabile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Diciamo che io non li promuovo, ma forse non li ascolto con l'orecchio giusto... mah...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-7651033234207623460?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/7651033234207623460/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=7651033234207623460&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/7651033234207623460?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/7651033234207623460?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/06/sonic-youth.html" title="Sonic Youth" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEYBQnk9fip7ImA9WxJWEEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053204753276976332.post-329951612464911050</id><published>2009-06-15T19:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T19:55:53.766+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-15T19:55:53.766+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recensione Canzone" /><title>Tutto Nero - Caterina Caselli (Video+Testo)</title><content type="html">La canzone mi è stata canticchiata stamattina al lavoro e fino ad adesso non sono riuscito a liberarmene. In effetti la canzone è davvero orecchiabile e martellante vista la quasi totale assenza di variazioni sul tema e la batteria quadrata come non mai.&lt;br /&gt;La versione originale è "&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Paint it black&lt;/span&gt;" dei &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=STWSTgfMruc"&gt;Rolling Stones&lt;/a&gt;, ma contrariamente a quanto è spesso accaduto, la versione italiana non l'ha eccessivamente travisata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come pezzo credo possa vantare un numero di cover esagerato, tra gruppi rock, beat, metal, ecc..&lt;br /&gt;A voi il pezzo italiano che continuo a cantare!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TUMTUMTUMTUTM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Znts2J4mebg&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/Znts2J4mebg&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Tutto nero - Caterina Caselli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;di notte il cielo&lt;br /&gt;senza stelle&lt;br /&gt;e' tutto nero&lt;br /&gt;cosi' e' il mio cuore fino&lt;br /&gt;all'ultimo pensiero&lt;br /&gt;non ha piu' dolore&lt;br /&gt;la mia vita senza di te&lt;br /&gt;c'e' un'eterna notte&lt;br /&gt;disperata dentro di me&lt;br /&gt;son neve le pareti&lt;br /&gt;bianche della stanza&lt;br /&gt;dove la luce che fa&lt;br /&gt;bella l'esistenza&lt;br /&gt;chi mi viene incontro&lt;br /&gt;per le strade&lt;br /&gt;guarda e non sa&lt;br /&gt;che morir il mio sguardo&lt;br /&gt;anche il sole nero sara'&lt;br /&gt;e come un bimbo&lt;br /&gt;appena nato&lt;br /&gt;cerca il mondo&lt;br /&gt;io cerco il bene&lt;br /&gt;che ho perduto&lt;br /&gt;e sto piangendo&lt;br /&gt;affrontar la vita se mi&lt;br /&gt;manchi come faro'&lt;br /&gt;se la bianca aurora&lt;br /&gt;del mattino&lt;br /&gt;nera vedro'&lt;br /&gt;l'inchiostro nero e'&lt;br /&gt;diventato verde mare&lt;br /&gt;da quando so che non&lt;br /&gt;potrai piu' ritornare&lt;br /&gt;ogni giorno l'ora&lt;br /&gt;del tramonto&lt;br /&gt;sempre sara'&lt;br /&gt;il mio mondo e' nero&lt;br /&gt;com'e' nera l'oscurita'&lt;br /&gt;di notte il cielo&lt;br /&gt;senza stelle&lt;br /&gt;e' tutto nero&lt;br /&gt;cosi' e' il mio cuore fino&lt;br /&gt;all'ultimo pensiero&lt;br /&gt;non ha piu' dolore&lt;br /&gt;la mia vita senza di te&lt;br /&gt;c'e' un'eterna notte&lt;br /&gt;disperata dentro di me&lt;br /&gt;m..m..m..m..m..m..m..m..&lt;br /&gt;m..m..m..m..m..&lt;br /&gt;m..m..m..m..m..m..m..m..&lt;br /&gt;m..m..m..m..m..&lt;br /&gt;son neve le pareti&lt;br /&gt;bianche della stanza&lt;br /&gt;dove la luce che fa&lt;br /&gt;bella l'esistenza&lt;br /&gt;e come un bimbo&lt;br /&gt;appena nato&lt;br /&gt;cerca il mondo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-329951612464911050?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/329951612464911050/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=329951612464911050&amp;isPopup=true" title="2 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/329951612464911050?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/329951612464911050?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/06/tutto-nero-caterina-caselli-videotesto.html" title="Tutto Nero - Caterina Caselli (Video+Testo)" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CEUHQng7cSp7ImA9WxJXFEQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053204753276976332.post-493595548462328628</id><published>2009-06-08T21:10:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T21:17:13.609+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-08T21:17:13.609+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recensione Canzone" /><title>Faith - George Michael (Video+Testo)</title><content type="html">Ho visto la prima puntata della serie &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Eli Stone&lt;/span&gt;. Non potevo non mettere quindi sul blog questo pezzo di &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;George Michael&lt;/span&gt; che fa da sfondo a tutta la puntata!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non che mi piaccia tantissimo il pezzo, ma sicuramente Michael ha saputo sempre far parlare di sè e fare pezzi in cui lasciarsi andare, quindi voto in ogni caso positivo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah!! muoversi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;se invece preferite il pogo, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9Ei_FJWHXys"&gt;questa è la versione coverata dei Limp bizkit&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4SBDM-qYoQo&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;"&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/4SBDM-qYoQo&amp;hl=it&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Faith - George Michael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I guess it would be nice&lt;br /&gt;If I could touch your body&lt;br /&gt;I know not everybody&lt;br /&gt;Has got a body like you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've got to think twice&lt;br /&gt;Before I give my heart away&lt;br /&gt;And I know all the games you play&lt;br /&gt;Because I play them too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh but I&lt;br /&gt;Need some time off from that emotion&lt;br /&gt;Time to pick my heart up off the floor&lt;br /&gt;And when that love comes down&lt;br /&gt;Without devotion&lt;br /&gt;Well it takes a strong man baby&lt;br /&gt;But I'm showing you the door&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I gotta have faith...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby&lt;br /&gt;I know you're asking me to stay&lt;br /&gt;Say please, please, please, don't go away&lt;br /&gt;You say I'm giving you the blues&lt;br /&gt;Maybe&lt;br /&gt;You mean every word you say&lt;br /&gt;Can't help but think of yesterday&lt;br /&gt;And another who tied me down to loverboy rules&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before this river&lt;br /&gt;Becomes an ocean&lt;br /&gt;Before you throw my heart back on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Oh baby I reconsider&lt;br /&gt;My foolish notion&lt;br /&gt;Well I need someone to hold me&lt;br /&gt;But I'll wait for something more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes I've gotta have faith...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-493595548462328628?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/493595548462328628/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=493595548462328628&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/493595548462328628?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/493595548462328628?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/06/faith-george-michael-videotesto.html" title="Faith - George Michael (Video+Testo)" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;AkIGQX4zfyp7ImA9WxJQGEk.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053204753276976332.post-631180043273678084</id><published>2009-06-01T10:22:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T10:28:40.087+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-06-01T10:28:40.087+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recensione Canzone" /><title>Criminal - Disturbed (Video+Testo)</title><content type="html">Ho scoperto da poco poco i &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Disturbed&lt;/span&gt;, ma direi che hanno in pratica tutto ciò che mi piace nel genere. La voce è giusto al limite di quanto growl io riesca a sopportare... quindi dall'album "&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Indestructible&lt;/span&gt;" vi lascio &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Criminal&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Super potenza metaaaaaaaaaaallaaaaaaaaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ua ua auaaaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9DKw1tYOaMI&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9DKw1tYOaMI&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Criminal Disturbed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Malevolent criminal eye)&lt;br /&gt;(Motivation paints my mind)&lt;br /&gt;(Cross the invisible line)&lt;br /&gt;(And you'll be paid in kind)&lt;br /&gt;[REPEAT]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GET IT!&lt;br /&gt;HA HA&lt;br /&gt;HA HA&lt;br /&gt;HA HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Criminal&lt;br /&gt;All the suffering&lt;br /&gt;It makes me think like a&lt;br /&gt;Criminal&lt;br /&gt;All the suffering&lt;br /&gt;When we're alone&lt;br /&gt;Criminal&lt;br /&gt;All the suffering&lt;br /&gt;It makes me feel like a&lt;br /&gt;Criminal&lt;br /&gt;All the suffering&lt;br /&gt;When we're alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentacle enough for me&lt;br /&gt;And burn inside in agony&lt;br /&gt;What power will enable me&lt;br /&gt;To carry my mission&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A hunger comming over me&lt;br /&gt;As I learn to hide the agony&lt;br /&gt;To make a final remedy&lt;br /&gt;To close the door once and for all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;In a world that i dont want to know&lt;br /&gt;With a message that i never want to send&lt;br /&gt;To be free from all of this&lt;br /&gt;I want you to quicken my end&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me I can not go&lt;br /&gt;When the wound in me refuses to mend&lt;br /&gt;Deliver me from all of this&lt;br /&gt;I want you to quicken my end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(it seems the whole experience is)&lt;br /&gt;Devil and crippling&lt;br /&gt;The pain is much more then&lt;br /&gt;Physical beyond belief&lt;br /&gt;When we're alone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tentacle enough for me&lt;br /&gt;And i moan inside in agony&lt;br /&gt;What power will enable me&lt;br /&gt;To make this decision&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despair is hauling over me&lt;br /&gt;No way to hide the agony&lt;br /&gt;Inbracing my calamity&lt;br /&gt;To save myself once and for all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you want to know&lt;br /&gt;You want a name&lt;br /&gt;You want to call me motherf**ker&lt;br /&gt;Now you want to know&lt;br /&gt;You want a name&lt;br /&gt;You want to say it doesn't matter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now you want to know&lt;br /&gt;You want a name&lt;br /&gt;You want to call me motherf**ker&lt;br /&gt;Now you want to know&lt;br /&gt;You want a name&lt;br /&gt;You want to say it doesn't matter now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you wanna know&lt;br /&gt;Now you wanna name&lt;br /&gt;Now you wanna place&lt;br /&gt;Now you wanna time&lt;br /&gt;Now you want it all&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that you wanna know&lt;br /&gt;Now you wanna name&lt;br /&gt;Now you wanna place&lt;br /&gt;Now you wanna time&lt;br /&gt;Now you want it all&lt;br /&gt;Now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a world that i dont want to know&lt;br /&gt;With a message that i never want to send&lt;br /&gt;To be free from all of this&lt;br /&gt;I want you to quicken my end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't tell me I can not go&lt;br /&gt;When the wound in me refuses to mend&lt;br /&gt;Deliver me from all of this&lt;br /&gt;I want you to quicken my end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't say that it isn't so&lt;br /&gt;Im on a path that you'll never comprehend&lt;br /&gt;Set me free from all of this&lt;br /&gt;I need you to quicken my end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-631180043273678084?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/631180043273678084/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=631180043273678084&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/631180043273678084?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/631180043273678084?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/06/criminal-disturbed-videotesto.html" title="Criminal - Disturbed (Video+Testo)" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYDQ3g4cSp7ImA9WxJRGEw.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053204753276976332.post-280333977632486468</id><published>2009-05-20T09:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T10:02:52.639+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-20T10:02:52.639+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recensione Canzone" /><title>Miss Simpatia vs 110 Stelle</title><content type="html">Mi piacciono molto questa guerre vocali. Avevo postato tempo fa i &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2007/02/gemelli-diversi-vs-fabri-fibra.html"&gt;GemellidiVersi vs FabriFibra&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora è il momento di &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Miss Simpatia&lt;/span&gt; (che ce l'ha con FF) vs &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;110 Stelle&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da gustare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purtroppo di MS non funziona l'incorporamento..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yga7oXF7GeA"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yga7oXF7GeA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pJQyaOxZywI&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=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/pJQyaOxZywI&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-280333977632486468?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/280333977632486468/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=280333977632486468&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/280333977632486468?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/280333977632486468?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/05/miss-simpatia-vs-110-stelle.html" title="Miss Simpatia vs 110 Stelle" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0QMQHo-eCp7ImA9WxJRF04.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053204753276976332.post-1094899415791789111</id><published>2009-05-19T14:17:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T14:23:01.450+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-19T14:23:01.450+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recensione Canzone" /><title>Summer '69 - Bryan Adams (Video + Testo)</title><content type="html">Ogni tanto vado a ripescare nel passato, ed oggi questa canzone è tornata a darmi nostalgia nella testa. Nostalgia pura, chiunque la ascolti, nonostante non abbia necessariamente vissuto le esperienze che descrive, percepisce che si sta parlando dei tempi andati.&lt;br /&gt;E che (forse) rivorrebbe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/QTdD1QqsrfI&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=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/QTdD1QqsrfI&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Summer '69 - Bryan Adams&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got my first real six-string&lt;br /&gt;Bought it at the              five-and-dime&lt;br /&gt;Played it till my fingers bled&lt;br /&gt;It was the              summer of '69&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and some guys from school&lt;br /&gt;Had a band              and we tried real hard&lt;br /&gt;Jimmy quit and Jody got married&lt;br /&gt;I              shoulda known we'd never get far&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh when I look back now             &lt;br /&gt;That summer seemed to last forever&lt;br /&gt;And if I had the choice             &lt;br /&gt;Ya - I'd always wanna be there&lt;br /&gt;Those were the best days of              my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't no use in complainin'&lt;br /&gt;When you got a job              to do&lt;br /&gt;Spent my evenin's down at the drive-in&lt;br /&gt;And that's when              I met you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standin' on your mama's porch&lt;br /&gt;You told me that              you'd wait forever&lt;br /&gt;Oh and when you held my hand&lt;br /&gt;I knew that              it was now or never&lt;br /&gt;Those were the best days of my life             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the summer of '69&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man we were killin' time             &lt;br /&gt;We were young and restless&lt;br /&gt;We needed to unwind&lt;br /&gt;I guess              nothin' can last forever - forever, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the times are              changin'&lt;br /&gt;Look at everything that's come and gone&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes              when I play that old six-string&lt;br /&gt;I think about ya wonder what              went wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Standin' on your mama's porch&lt;br /&gt;You told me it              would last forever&lt;br /&gt;Oh the way you held my hand&lt;br /&gt;I knew that              it was now or never&lt;br /&gt;Those were the best days of my life             &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the summer of '69&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-1094899415791789111?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/1094899415791789111/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=1094899415791789111&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/1094899415791789111?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/1094899415791789111?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-69-bryan-adams-video-testo.html" title="Summer '69 - Bryan Adams (Video + Testo)" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CkIEQ347eCp7ImA9WxJREk4.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053204753276976332.post-1964458426923660089</id><published>2009-05-13T16:59:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T17:01:42.000+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-13T17:01:42.000+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recensione Canzone" /><title>Domani 21 04 09</title><content type="html">Non è questo il posto per commentare i fatti, polemizzare o dare il proprio parere sulle iniziative e su ciò che si poteva fare o ciò che si sta facendo.&lt;br /&gt;Su questo blog si parla di musica.&lt;br /&gt;Che la musica parli.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WUXJQG8SPXw&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WUXJQG8SPXw&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Domani 21 04 09 - Mauro Pagani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Tra le nuvole e i sassi passano i sogni di tutti (Ligabue)&lt;br /&gt;passa il sole ogni giorno senza mai tardare. (Tiziano Ferro)&lt;br /&gt;Dove sarò domani? (Enrico Ruggeri)&lt;br /&gt;Dove sarò? (Gianni Morandi)&lt;br /&gt;Tra le nuvole e il mare c'è una stazione di posta (Franco Battiato)&lt;br /&gt;uno straccio di stella messa lì a consolare (Massimo Ranieri)&lt;br /&gt;sul sentiero infinito (Max Pezzali)&lt;br /&gt;del maestrale (Eugenio Finardi)&lt;br /&gt;Day by day (Zucchero)&lt;br /&gt;Day by day (Cesare Cremonini)&lt;br /&gt;hold me shine on me. (Zucchero)&lt;br /&gt;shine on me (Cesare Cremonini)&lt;br /&gt;Day by day save me shine on me (Zucchero, Carmen Consoli, Mauro Pagani, Cesare Cremonini, Eugenio Finardi)&lt;br /&gt;Ma domani, domani, domani, lo so (Francesco Renga)&lt;br /&gt;Lo so che si passa il confine, (Roberto Vecchioni)&lt;br /&gt;E di nuovo la vita (Mauro Pagani)&lt;br /&gt;sembra fatta per te (Giuliano Palma)&lt;br /&gt;e comincia (Elio)&lt;br /&gt;domani (Elio e Le Storie Tese, Vittorio Cosma )&lt;br /&gt;domani è già qui (Jovanotti)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rap 1 Estraggo un foglio nella risma nascosto scrivo e non riesco forse perché il sisma mha scosso (Caparezza)&lt;br /&gt;rap 2 Ogni vita che salvi, ogni pietra che poggi, fa pensare a domani ma puoi farlo solo oggi (Frankie Hi Energy)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e la vita la vita si fa grande così (Gianluca Grignani)&lt;br /&gt;e comincia domani (Giuliano Sangiorgi)&lt;br /&gt;Tra le nuvole e il mare si può fare e rifare (Claudio Baglioni)&lt;br /&gt;con un pò di fortuna (Ron)&lt;br /&gt;si può dimenticare. (Luca Carboni)&lt;br /&gt;Dove sarò (Baustelle)&lt;br /&gt;domani? Dove sarò? (Samuele Bersani e Baustelle)&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh (coro: Carmen Consoli, Antonella Ruggiero, Alioscia, Pacifico, Mango, Massimo Ranieri, Bluvertigo, Nek, Giuliano Palma, Antonello Venditti, Roberto Vecchioni, Albano)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rap 3 Dove sarò domani che ne sarà dei miei sogni infranti, dei miei piani&lt;br /&gt;Dove sarò domani, tendimi le mani, tendimi le mani (Marracash)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tra le nuvole e il mare si può andare e andare (Laura Pausini)&lt;br /&gt;sulla scia delle navi di là del temporale (Carmen Consoli)&lt;br /&gt;e qualche volta si vede (Nek)&lt;br /&gt;domani (Antonello Venditti)&lt;br /&gt;una luce di prua (Nek)&lt;br /&gt;e qualcuno grida: Domani (Antonello Venditti)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rap 4 Come laquila che vola&lt;br /&gt;libera tra il cielo e i sassi siamo sempre diversi e siamo sempre gli stessi,&lt;br /&gt;hai fatto il massimo e il massimo non è bastato e non sapevi piangere e adesso&lt;br /&gt;che hai imparato non bastano le lacrime ad impastare il calcestruzzo&lt;br /&gt;eccoci qua cittadini dAbruzzo&lt;br /&gt;e aumentano dintensità le lampadine una frazione di&lt;br /&gt;secondo prima della finee la tua mamma,&lt;br /&gt;la tua patria da ricostruire,&lt;br /&gt;comu le scole, le case e specialmente lu core&lt;br /&gt;e puru nu postu cu facimu lamore&lt;br /&gt;(Jovanotti, J Ax, Fabri Fibra e in chiusura Sud Sound System)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;non siamo così soli (Giuliano Sangiorgi)&lt;br /&gt;a fare castelli in aria (J Ax e Fabri Fibra)&lt;br /&gt;non siamo così soli (Giuliano Sangiorgi)&lt;br /&gt;sulla stessa barca (J Ax , Fabri Fibra)&lt;br /&gt;non siamo così soli (Giorgia)&lt;br /&gt;a fare castelli in aria (J Ax e Fabri Fibra)&lt;br /&gt;non siamo così soli (Giorgia)&lt;br /&gt;a stare bene in Italia (J Ax e Fabri Fibra)&lt;br /&gt;sulla stessa barca (J Ax)&lt;br /&gt;a immaginare un nuovo giorno in Italia (Giorgia, Giusy Ferreri, Dolcenera, Mario Venuti, Jovanotti, J Ax, Fabri Fibra)&lt;br /&gt;Tra le nuvole e il mare si può andare, andare&lt;br /&gt;Sulla scia delle navi di là dal temporale (Piero Pelù)&lt;br /&gt;Qualche volta si vede una luce di prua e qualcuno grida, domani (Morgan)&lt;br /&gt;Non siamo così soli (Giorgia, Mario Venuti, Giusy Ferreri, Dolcenera, Giuliano Sangiorgi)&lt;br /&gt;(tromba solo di Roy Paci)&lt;br /&gt;Domani è già qui&lt;br /&gt;Domani è già qui (Jovanotti, Marracash, FabriFibra, J Ax)&lt;br /&gt;(Assolo violino Mauro Pagani)&lt;br /&gt;Ma domani domani, domani lo so, lo so, che si passa il confine (Gianna Nannini)&lt;br /&gt;E di nuovo la vita sembra fatta per te e comincia (Elisa)&lt;br /&gt;domani (Sud Sound System)&lt;br /&gt;Tra le nuvole e il mare, si può fare e rifare&lt;br /&gt;Con un pò di fortuna si può dimenticare (Manuel Agnelli Afterhours)&lt;br /&gt;E di nuovo la vita, sembra fatta per te (Mango)&lt;br /&gt;E comincia (Niccolò Fabi)&lt;br /&gt;(coro finale)&lt;br /&gt;domani&lt;br /&gt;E domani domani, domani lo so&lt;br /&gt;Lo so che si passa il confine&lt;br /&gt;E di nuovo la vita sembra fatta per te&lt;br /&gt;E comincia domani&lt;br /&gt;(Manuel Agnelli, Dolcenera, Zucchero, Niccolò Fabi, Pacifico, Giusy Ferreri, Alioscia, Pacifico, Max Pezzali, Caparezza, Niccolò Agliardi, Luca Carboni, Roy Paci, Tricarico, Ron, Giuliano Sangiorgi, negramaro, Negrita, Giorgia, Francesco Renga, Malika Ayane, Laura Pausini, Morgan, Jovanotti, Massimo Ranieri, Nek, Enrico Ruggeri, Piero Pelù, Antonello Venditti, Roberto Vecchioni, Carmen Consoli, Mango, Cesare Cremonini, Saturnino)&lt;br /&gt;Domani è già qui, domani è già qui (Jovanotti)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Mauro Pagani)&lt;br /&gt;© Macù Ed. Mus. S.a.s.&lt;br /&gt;(P) 2009 Sugarmusic S.p.a.&lt;br /&gt;Domani 21-04-09 - SALVIAMO L'ARTE IN ABRUZZO&lt;br /&gt;Conto Corrente n° 95882221 intestato al Ministero dei Beni Culturali&lt;br /&gt;IBAN:IT-85-X-07601-03200-000095882221 , BIC / SWIFT: BPPIITRRXXX&lt;br /&gt;Causale "Domani 21-04-09". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-1964458426923660089?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/1964458426923660089/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=1964458426923660089&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/1964458426923660089?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/1964458426923660089?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/05/domani-21-04-09.html" title="Domani 21 04 09" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;Ck8NSXw6fSp7ImA9WxJSGUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053204753276976332.post-5074380700159141644</id><published>2009-05-10T22:26:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T22:28:18.215+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-10T22:28:18.215+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recensione Band" /><title>Piano Covers</title><content type="html">Ho trovato una sfida tra titani del pianoforte nel fare le cover di canzoni pop. Su YouTube secondo me la sfida se la giocano &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;D.Sides e P.Miller&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Per giudicare ho scelto la stessa canzone, sono due stili diversi, due impostazioni molto distanti fra loro, entrambe emozionanti... chi preferite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Miller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CjREfKSg7Tk&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=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/CjREfKSg7Tk&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sides&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AB2kUB1XsI4&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=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/AB2kUB1XsI4&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-5074380700159141644?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/5074380700159141644/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=5074380700159141644&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/5074380700159141644?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/5074380700159141644?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/05/piano-covers.html" title="Piano Covers" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;DkUDR3c5fip7ImA9WxJSGUg.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053204753276976332.post-4481061128179606398</id><published>2009-05-10T12:15:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T12:17:56.926+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-10T12:17:56.926+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recensione Album" /><title>Sirenia - The 13th floor</title><content type="html">&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcCBEqbxS2A/Sga33DJVh4I/AAAAAAAAAKk/PDk-qXwscto/s1600-h/1226399501_large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 156px; height: 156px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcCBEqbxS2A/Sga33DJVh4I/AAAAAAAAAKk/PDk-qXwscto/s200/1226399501_large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5334152965032085378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peccato, avevo visto un video su youTube in cui pensavo potessero essere paragonabili ai &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nightwish&lt;/span&gt;. A livello teorico e di immagine sicuramente sì, ma il CD risulta troppo "piatto" senza alcun vero passaggio o canzone che rompa la monotonia.&lt;br /&gt;Bravi, ma non penso che darò loro ulteriori ascolti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SBRUNG&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-4481061128179606398?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/4481061128179606398/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=4481061128179606398&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/4481061128179606398?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/4481061128179606398?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/05/sirenia-13th-floor.html" title="Sirenia - The 13th floor" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_jcCBEqbxS2A/Sga33DJVh4I/AAAAAAAAAKk/PDk-qXwscto/s72-c/1226399501_large.jpg" height="72" width="72" /><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;CUUFRnk-fSp7ImA9WxJSEko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053204753276976332.post-5094083094868038009</id><published>2009-05-02T15:01:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-02T15:06:57.755+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-02T15:06:57.755+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recensione Canzone" /><title>No One (cover) Dave Days (Video+Testo)</title><content type="html">Ci sono persone che riescono ad ascoltare una canzone e renderla loro con piccoli accorgimenti.&lt;br /&gt;Qua è facile farsi portare via dal ritmo punk/rock pensando che non ci sia del lavoro dietro, ma la canzone, pur rimanendo la stessa, è davvero rimaneggiata dal punto di vista delle armonie e delle sensazioni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dave Days&lt;/span&gt; l'avevo sempre guardato su YouTube per le sue parodie (tipo "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9geiPp9UFI0&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;7 things&lt;/a&gt;" o "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hWhKdXcqYeU&amp;amp;feature=channel"&gt;If I were a girl&lt;/a&gt;") che, sebbene ben fatte, portano via gran parte del suo lavoro per via del testo semi-demenziale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questa però è molto buona davvero.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/h5Giizci_y0&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=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/h5Giizci_y0&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No One - Alicia Keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just want you close&lt;br /&gt;Where you can stay forever&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You can be sure&lt;br /&gt;That it will only get better&lt;br /&gt;You and me together&lt;br /&gt;Through the days and nights&lt;br /&gt;I don’t worry ’cause&lt;br /&gt;Everything’s gonna be alright&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;People keep talking&lt;br /&gt;They can say what they like&lt;br /&gt;But all I know is&lt;br /&gt;Everything’s gonna be alright&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;No one, no one, no one&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I’m feeling&lt;br /&gt;No one, no one, no one&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel for you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You, you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel for you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;When the rain is pouring down&lt;br /&gt;And my heart is hurting&lt;br /&gt;You will always be around&lt;br /&gt;This I know for certain&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You and me together&lt;br /&gt;Through the days and nights&lt;br /&gt;I don’t worry ’cause&lt;br /&gt;Everything’s gonna be alright&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;People keep talking&lt;br /&gt;They can say what they like&lt;br /&gt;But all I know is&lt;br /&gt;Everything’s gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;No one, no one,  no one&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I’m feeling&lt;br /&gt;No one, no one, no one&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel for you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;You, you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;I know, some people search the world&lt;br /&gt;to find something like what we have&lt;br /&gt;I know, people will try, try to divide&lt;br /&gt;something so real&lt;br /&gt;so ’till the end of time&lt;br /&gt;I’m telling you that&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt; No one , no one&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I’m feeling&lt;br /&gt;No one, no one, no one&lt;br /&gt;Can get in the way of what I feel for you&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;Oh oh oh oh ooh, oh oh oh oh ooh,&lt;br /&gt;oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh oh oooh&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-5094083094868038009?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/5094083094868038009/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=5094083094868038009&amp;isPopup=true" title="0 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/5094083094868038009?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/5094083094868038009?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/05/no-one-cover-dave-days-videotesto.html" title="No One (cover) Dave Days (Video+Testo)" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;C08HRX46fCp7ImA9WxJSEUQ.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6053204753276976332.post-8911216748918546728</id><published>2009-05-01T16:28:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T16:30:34.014+01:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-05-01T16:30:34.014+01:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Recensione Canzone" /><title>Vecchioni Vs Springsteen?</title><content type="html">Stamane ero sotto la doccia per la consueta lavata mensile, così fino a giugno sono a posto.&lt;br /&gt;Mi stavo canticchiando "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I'm going down&lt;/span&gt;" di &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Springsteen &lt;/span&gt;quando dopo aver detto "down down down" ho pronunciato "con la gonna gonna gonna"... O_O!! sono la stessa canzone!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZarmRLa2p9Q&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=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/ZarmRLa2p9Q&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bruce Springsteen - I'm going down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hi8oKoya0SE&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=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/hi8oKoya0SE&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roberto Vecchioni - Voglio una donna&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;superplagiooooooooo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6053204753276976332-8911216748918546728?l=quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel="replies" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/feeds/8911216748918546728/comments/default" title="Commenti sul post" /><link rel="replies" type="text/html" href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6053204753276976332&amp;postID=8911216748918546728&amp;isPopup=true" title="1 Commenti" /><link rel="edit" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/8911216748918546728?v=2" /><link rel="self" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6053204753276976332/posts/default/8911216748918546728?v=2" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://quattrocentoquaranta.blogspot.com/2009/05/vecchioni-vs-springsteen.html" title="Vecchioni Vs Springsteen?" /><author><name>TeOoh!</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06851278778051025384</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail" width="31" height="32" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-suy-94qI4mI/TiROBnBOxoI/AAAAAAAAAqs/kCFAqarUzJM/s220/Na%2527Vi%2BTeooh.jpg" /></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>

