Tuesday, October 26, 2010

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Mooloolaba sunshine ... good bye!

After about four months of ups and downs of this village at that time to be proud of himself, we all feel relieved to once again raise the curtains and re-launch the adventure of life on the road.
After meeting the winter more gray and rainy the last 40 years in Queensland, having waited for the waves x weeks worked to exhaustion, harvested pineapple, strawberries, sailed across the Arafura Sea, traveled far and wide to Indonesia and lived the life of the university campus after school ... we are about to turn another page of our trip arround Australia. Pawing the van and we picked up a new travel companion.
That Fabio Casini (detectable on facebook as twenty-seven, single, well-affisicato) is the cousin of David x a couple of months will travel with us, sharing the last strip of land that we miss our tour x close Australia. It will be an adventure back together after months in the van, back on the road, the surf and all that travel in store for us ... another chapter is being written, other emotions waiting to be experienced and we all look forward to face quest'ignoto that every day gives us the urge to live to 100%.
A warm greeting to the friends of Varsity, Unicentral, Fridays, HotPipis, ViaItalia that made our stay in Mooloolaba each day a little bit special.

Sunday, October 24, 2010

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photo of Pop and Porn Let. In





Thursday, October 14, 2010

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Reading Literature Nonexistent

Wednesday October 20, 2010 Hoop all'Hula of Rome will be the reading Let In (Lost carlo project with the participation of Daniela Rindi)

Let's intentions. Interviewer to enter are those (let in) in the literature the literature that will never exist, to admit (let in) that what there is interesting thing to evoke, to value and to remain strictly non-existent, to embark on (let in) a completely free just for the pleasure of playing with the literature, attitude unfortunately increasingly rare. The operation of Let. Interviewer is very simple and accessible to all:

1) Take a literary work as a target, which we appreciate or despise the contrary, and if they alter the way through subtractions, additions or substitutions of letters, anagrams, games words or even for simple assonance. Be in a few words what you want with the original title, provided that it remains quite recognizable in the degree obtained.

2) Proceed the same way with the author's name and / or the publisher (Optional).

3) Given the results of two previous steps (or only the first), can be explained through a review, a synopsis, an essay, a summary, interview, letter, comment or whatever the content of the new book does not exist.

It will thus be written about in a book that does not exist, while avoiding the hassle of really do exist.


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Sunday, October 17, 2010 at 17 to Black Out Casilina 713, inside of the "Pop Porn" There will be readings of Daniel Rindi with other authors. See poster

Monday, October 11, 2010

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Saturday, October 9, 2010

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night of work. Anonymous writer with Daniela Rindi, Clement Pernarella and Melania Maccaferri





The Night of the job is the brainchild of Antonio Pennacchi. The workers have always tried to give visibility to their protests to the streets or going parading through the streets of the city. For the first time, the protest will see a reversal of roles. A protest against the loss of jobs in this province will be citizens. Employees, small medium and large businesses, unemployed and students, will be factory for a peaceful protest and creative. The factory where the event will be held is the most representative of the area, Nexans-Fulgorcavi.
In a defined area, within 19 hours from the factory: video projections, photography exhibition, debates, music, readings, street artists.
With the joint participation of Antonio Pennacchi, anonymous writer (reading), Gianfranco Pannone (Director), Folk Road (Irish music), conger (teknoPunkabaret) from Rome;

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Corrugated on "territory" 12/10/2010 24/09/2010


The corrugated is ... The corrugated

I did not quite clear what it is, a plastic tube which passes an electrical cable I think, no more and I do not care either deepen. This applies to many things in my life. Can I add that it is a bad word, cacophonous, that I would use to offend someone, like "you're just a face like a wrinkled," or to close a relationship as "we are gone, there is a corrugated separating us." But I can try to tell which image reminds me, what it evokes in me or shakes. The corrugated
makes me shiver, it will be for those "r's" power plants, whatever the corrugated avoid certain, the girerei away. Corrugated could also be a strange animal that walks on court moving his head back and forth to the rhythm cor-ru-ga-to, like a military march. Corrugated is also the face of a poet who, with his head in his hands, think that it looped towards the bloody ever. Corrugated is a strange kind of wine that is left to age in a wagon under the sun. Yuck. Corrugated
can be a game designed for children on the ground with chalk, where the large corrugated concentric circles that are not to be trampled. Corrugated is God when he realizes that one more day was enough to erase everything and say that he had joked. Corrugated is the sky in a room, good night and cursed spring flower. If I have to do with a corrugated prefer to imagine it as a new paradise, where you can eat and drink their fill without getting fat ever. Corrugated my husband is when I escape from the hands, and my daughter has no answers in life. Corrugated
can be a sad or happy, depending on the mood of the moment. For my dog \u200b\u200bis definitely a bone to chew and tasty for my cat is the desire to see the dog fall from a balcony on the fifth floor. It could be the vein where it passes the blood that keeps me alive, or a train platform that indicates the direction and that I'm lost.
Corrugated is the time that never passes when you're sick or what flies when you're having fun, is the tail that you find when you're late, it is blasphemy to say that you did not want. Is made with a corrugated spiral staircase handrail of my leaving all amazed, that node is masquerading as a twisted work of art. Corrugated is the name of my favorite perfume, which I found out it was barely tolerated, only when I changed it. Corrugated is the soup I hate to pieces, is the new Pixar animated in 3D, is the fart of my daughter too much Coke. Corrugated is a laborious poem: It is now

greenhouse

corrugated Let everyone for his land
pierced by gases, and not alone
and greenhouse

I could go on forever, it can be all or nothing, but the wrinkled remains just a piece of plastic in fact, that guides and protects electrical wiring. The corrugated and corrugated is enough, let's say, and in the end his name is just fine.