I fought the War, but the War won.

Don't let it get to you though.

Am I getting sick of this? Oh No NO!

I have this faith in Canada. I guess that's Dragonette's fault. (Not Celine Dion).

It's Friday, I'm in love.

And so it's Friday again, and I am desperately hoping to fall in love, although that's probably never gonna happen. Or maybe it's gonna happen. Or maybe I should just be studying and/or watch Gossip Girl, only to afterwards read about it on World of Wonder.

No really, let's all just fall in love and find our fucking soulmates and get it all the fuck over with. Or as Shakespeare would have said, "let's all get shitfaced!"

But honestly, I love Fridays. And since it is that day today, I'd like to wish you all a HAPPY FRIDAY!

Casanova. <3

Before you, my life was acapella.

Kelis, I sure remember back in the days when she came along with her big fat hair and screamed "I HATE YOU SO MUCH RIGHT NOW! AAAAAAH!"

The song was called "Caught Out There" and it was on her first album, Kaleidoscope, which came out in 1999. Yes, I was a boy of ten years, but I guess that just means it made all much more impressive.

Now she's out with a new song, and like most contemporary artists she definitively found the drum machine and incorporated a whole bunch of electronic sounds. Yes, we've heard it before. Even Christina Aguilera is releasing a whole new image along the same lines.

Electronic beats are in fashion, and they sure help enhance some of the poor voices that they accompany. In fact, having a great voice doesn't seem to be da shit anymore.

Well, I think that's wrong... only because after hearing this song the breakbeats weren't what stuck in my brain. No, it was the unchanged voice of the never-aging diva that keep going on repeat, and they have for at least half an hour now.

And now that spring is here I hope someone can come and change my life that is oh so acapella...

God was there...

I remember watching Ida Maria in concert two summers ago at the Hove Festival. They used to make so much fun of her for going crazy on stage, and I remember I used to laugh and think she was nothing special, not even bothering to look her songs up.

. They used to make so much fun of her for going crazy on stage, and I remember I used to laugh and think she was nothing special, not even bothering to look her songs up.. They used to make so much fun of her for going crazy on stage, and I remember I used to laugh and think she was nothing special, not even bothering to look her songs up.

It was in Milan one night I was thinking about Norway, just youtube-ing random Norwegian artists that her name popped into my head again. And so I looked her up. Honestly, you don't find that much on the web by her, but for those of you that know her, you've probably heard Oh My God and I like you so much better when you're naked.

The song that, however, really struck me was Stella. Basically God comes down to earth for some companionship (oooh, blasphemy) and ends up choosing this 43-year old hooker that he comes to like so much he promises her the whole wide World if she only stays with him for one night.

"And it made me realize how much you wanna give away just to feel loved. And the Lord blinked to me and asked 'What is real love to you? What is fake and what is true?'"

We like to think of God as this omnipotent power, a someone or something that doesn't have the same craving for love and acceptance, unlike us. Well, what if he isn't? After all we keep on reading he created us in his image...

Dog days?

Dog days?

According to Wikipedia the term "dog days" refers to the warmest days of Summer, mainly used in the Northern Hemisphere for the days between late July and September.
It derives from Latin dies caniculares. One thought the Dog Star, Sirius, was responsible for the heat, and hence the term DOG DAYS.

I could sure use some Dog Days right about now...

Leave all your love and your longing behind. You can't carry it with you if you want to survive.

I don't know what little Florence is trying to say, but one phrase from the song really hit me hard. I guess it's just because I'm young, maybe because even if this is now my home, I always long somewhere, maybe to the place I was when I last loved?

And even if love is such a wonderful thing, it always leaves us longing for more. So if we left it behind, would life be at all easier or lighter? Or would we just turn into emotionless robots? And would that be better?

Popstarz @ Punto G - THE LAST NIGHT.

The week was that of Carnival and the theme was that of "Bim Bum Bam".

For those of you who don't know Bim Bum Bam, it was an Italian TV-show running from 1982-2003, featuring some of the most famous children series, including animes like Sailor Moon and cartoons like The Smurfs, The Simpsons and The Mask.

It was with a bit of a sigh we ended the night, as it was the very last night in this historical location (ex-Gasoline).

Luckily it was a great success. People were dancing, drinking and whatever else they usually do, making the night a worthy homage to the once so glorious location. Because when we do what we do, we do it with style (no matter how funked up we get)!

See the rest after the JUMP!!!

Scream Queens @ Punto G

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH ! ! !

Every now and then we have nice days and every now and then... we seem to be living a horror story. A Scream Queen probably lives the latter everyday, and she does so with impeccable style.

A girl must know how to scream. A boy must know how not to scream. Not only do we scream out of horror, but also for sadness, desperation and joy. Screaming is always fashionable (along with a few other random things that you probably take for granted (don't worry, we'll tell you all about them in the future)).

Anywho... if you took the trip to Gasoline last week, you definitively got the theme. Horror movie screening over amazing music and girls dressed up in babydolls... darlings, it's fab and marv at the same time.

Give us your best SCREAM!!! ... after the JUMP!

THE BLISTERS BOYZ- 747 to Paris @ Plastic

As you all might have figured, they are our favourite band. And we advice all of you to check out their block rockin' beats — HERE!

For the first ever concert, the Blisters Boyz were booked at Plastic, Milan's oldest and chic-est nightlub. As part of the 747 Project, this night was dedicated to Paris. We definitively felt the decadence (until Jack Daniel's started playing some kind of bohemian rhapsody in our heads).

And remember - BE SEXY C'EST FRANCAIS!!!

This video might be slightly embarrasing for our dear Casanova... please notice how his accent changes after several hours of "hard work"...

And take a look at the rest AFTER THE JUMP!!!

Vorspiel w/the Blisters Boyz

As you all know, the Blisters Boyz is our favourite band. And when we say favourite, you know we mean FAB and MARV at the same time. In fact, they top TOP!

Before their first gig in Milan, we made a little afterparty at Casa Casanova (aka Steffen's Place).

Take a peek after the jump.

Yours truly,

Camikaze e Casanova.

Blue Jeans are timeless.

... this song however...

'89 should be fine.

Once upon time there was no such thing as the World Wide Web and only few people had cellphones. And cellphones were slightly less portable considering they weighed about three tons or so.

As a child of that time, but an adolescent of today, I'd like to bring some of it back to you and wish you all a good morning. It always amazed me how fun seemed so much more like fun back then. Maybe it has to do with the fact that none of their clothes were matching, or the fact that screaming and singing seemed to be synonyms... Considering that whole Berlin Wall fell and everything, I guess they had reason to party. Can we bring it back, please?

I might want to add that it's past two p.m., and that I should study and... oh, shit I just did.

Oh, well! Take some time to pump up the jam before you dig deeeeeeeep into those books.

Casanova.

Buongiorno Amy

Every now and then I get a little excited... but then there are those greyish days where only Amy can properly capture your mood as you drink your coffee with the wrong kind of sugar, eat your toast with the wrong kind of marmelade and realize you got up to late.

Thank Heaven for cigarettes. And for Amy Winehouse.

Welcome to the 10's!

Time goes by... so slowly, as Madonna said to the beat of ABBA's "Gimme, Gimme, Gimme". And then you realize yet another decade passed you by.

Financial Crisis. War on Terror. iPhone. Hybrid Cars. Britney's Babies. Madonna's New Boyfriend. Kylie's French Lover. Cameron Diaz is getting old. Demi Moore turned pedophile. And by the end of the next decade even Ashton Kutcher will be ancient.

Time goes by so slowly, yet passes so incredibly fast. The World in the 2000's seemed to forget about time, and now we are reminded again by the big 1 in front of the lonely 0.

The passing of a decade doesn't make you feel old, but it's as if history is growing up. And suddenly we feel the urge to catch up. Nostalgia happens at the end of every decade. Usually through introducing "Best of the **'s" CDs. Suddenly everything's a classic. I imagine we'll hear a good deal of Lady Gaga on the "Best of the 10's" CDs... if there will even be CDs in 2020.

Music is what brings me to the conclusion of this post. Because nothing defines a time so much as the music we listened to. A particular moment I remember, was when I watched Vampire Weekend at the Hove Festival the summer of 2008. That was the summer before I moved to Milan, and Walcott was the song that caught my heart. In fact, it had already caught it for some time, ever since I heard what was then an unrecognisable new sound with a profound message.

The reason I am posting this song is because unlike Billboard Magazine, I don't think Nickelback is the best band of the decade. I guess you can imagine who deserve it more.

Rubik's Cube @ Gasoline

Rubik's Cube, invented in 1974 by a Hungarian Sculptor. Bla bla bla. Rubik's cube party after the jump!

Lady Gaga's Pokerface

And you thought we couldn't read your poker face?

(snapshot from Bad Romance music video)

Party Monster DAY HOSPITAL @ GASOLINE!

As you all know, each one of us needs some rehab time. Why not go to Gasoline's Day Hospital for your little pick-me-up's? 

The bar tenders/nurse-men are very helpful at handing you over magic pills and drinks that will totally send you over the edge. Take a peek...

Virgin Fitness

Virgin Records, Virgin Airlines and now also Virgin Fitness.

(click on the picture to read the poster on the tram).

More than this, whatever it is...

... baby, I hate days like this.

That's how Mika's new song, "Rain", goes. Yesterday was a Rainy day in Milan. And it came rather unexpected, in the late evening after a glass of wine, on my way to Cadorna.

Rainy days, make what you want of them. If you're outside, they are cold, wet and uncomfortable (mind you, our rain here isn't exactly tropical). I prefer to live through them from the inside of my home. Preferably under a warm blanket with a cup of tea. And for once I turn off the music and listen to the sound of water hitting the dusty streets, washing away the traces of whoever walked them. Under these circumstances, I am completely fine by myself. Only at this time can I be alone and not think about going out.

Moreover, it's fairly therapeutic. I like to think of it as an opportunity to stay in, rather than an obstacle to going out. A little me-time. In fact, if I am to contemplate the larger questions in life, it must be raining.

In ways, it's sad that I get philosophical only when forced to be with myself for a while. But then again, as I do enjoy it quite a lot, I don't mind having an excuse to love the autumn rain.



This fabulous mix is by Benny Benassi, the original can be found HERE!

Smalto @ LOTVS

Sometimes, people just want to have a drink and a cigarette. Or a drink. Or a cigarette. Or none.

But what we all want is a nice place to have a good time with our friends, and that's exactly what we found at LOTVS this Wednesday.