Aug 5, 2009
scorpions. The wind of change.
The wall fell on a freezing night of november, 1989. A few days before my own birthday. I knew something really big was going on. But I got to understand what it meant many years after that. This song remembers me the exact sensation I …
Nov 8, 2008
First song I remember. Mozart'sTurk March.
My father playing piano in the living-room. It's dark outside. It's winter. It's sunday evening and I just got out from my bath. My mom gives me artichoke puree in the baby bottle. That's my favourite. I must be 4 or 5 years …