Wednesday, February 19, 2020
Adriano Celentano - Prisencolinensinainciusol
A couple of night ago in the Southwest Suburbs of Chicago, some dear friends hosted a party in mine and K's honor. During this event, I saw a youtube clip that, well, dropped my jaw.
The context, besides liquor, was that Mr. Celentano is quite an interesting fellow when you read about him; he is credited as having introduced Rock n Roll to Italy. All my friend Amy told me as this song began was, to quote Celentano's wikipedia page, "...was written to mimic the way English sounds to non-English speakers despite being almost entirely nonsense."
I love everything about this, especially the colors and, um, the fit of Celentano's pants. From someone who was born over half a decade after the 60s ended, this is as much my broad stroke impression of that era as "Prisencolinensinainciusol" is a broad stroke of English. Reminds me a bit of an Italian, "The Revolution Will Not Be Televised," although I can't quite put my finger on why that is.
If you've followed these pages for the last few years, you know I'm a fan of Kristen Gorlitz's Relationship/Horror comic The Empties. The new Kickstarter just went up a few days ago for the final, collected volume of the book. Support it if you can - this is a fantastic indie comic, and something I think will eventually make a killer movie.
A typically light week, although I find myself in the mood to read some comics. I may pick something up on Kindle, depending what's on sale:
Black Sabbath - Children of the Grave (Cassette)
Black Sabbath - Sabotage
Boards of Canada - In A Beautiful Place Out In The Country EP
Bohren and Der Club of Gore - Patchouli Blue
Metatron Omega - Evangelikon
Boards of Canada - Tomorrow's Harvest
Blut Aus Nord - 777 Cosmosophy
Edu Comelles and Rafa Ramos Sania - Botanica De Balcon
Jefre Cantu-Ledesma - In Summer EP
Stevie Wonder - Greatest Hits
Slayer - Live Undead
Testament - The Gathering
The Great Old Ones - Cosmicism
Card of the day:
You spend a couple of days off laying out a perfectly functioning brain and emotional state, then you return to work and someone puts two blades straight through everything you worked so hard to shore up.