- There you have permission? - -What for? -
- in order to pass this way -
-We are not passing, the cars are parked-
- I see it, also are in the wrong direction, from there you levarle -
-Fra we take a moment, we have suonare qui stasera e stiamo scaricando l'attrezzatura-
- Non state scaricando l'attrezzatura se no vedrei i bauli aperti -
-Eh no, infatti sta piovendo, non possiamo mica scaricare l'attrezzatura sotto l'acqua...-
- Non mi interessa, ci vuole il permesso ugualmente, levate quelle macchine da lì -
TO SERVE AND PROTECT, con questo esilarante scambio di battute fra un poliziotto incazzato e gli alfieri canavesani del rock autolesionista si apre il nostro concerto nell'Eporedia delle grandi speranze. Ok, siamo pronti a partire.
Le radici del disagio affondano già nel pomeriggio, quando decido di fare un breve motogiro per distendermi un po' in vista della serata, cielo nuvoloso, ma in short, has made good all week, now you want to mica-TOC! - familiar tap on the helmet followed by others-TOCTOCTOC! -. And 'the hour of prayer, or rather two to be exact. The first turn to the Creator to lead me safe back home because my tires and wet roads do not go at all agree, the rise of my first prayer of the surrounding trees when the leaves turn yellow again and revive instantly shrivel. The second prayer, the appeal to the mystical figures of less importance, to the spirits of nature and the minor arcana. The consequence of this second cluster of the psalms is that a twelve year old girl, and her assistant for the event despite the litany, he decides to prostitute herself on the spot to procure heavy dust in the mood to shoot the same evening. I go to the concert instead of repeating a mantra proven over the centuries, the result is a pleasant exchange of views with a guardian of order. But we play or not? But rain or not? I finger a bath with air as an Indian scholar, to see which way the wind is blowing in order to understand what direction to take the threatening clouds. Unfortunately I have a wide finger or the saliva of a troll, but the finger drying simultaneously in all directions. Idea! - Guys, I light up a cigarette to see which way the wind blows, just look up ', where the smoke is going? - Reply - In your lungs, you asshole! - End of attempt. Playing. E 'curious sussegguirsi the people crowding the street, apart from friends who stayed in our reach, the other two most significant are the guys who just go in front of the amplifiers so attempt to mention some headbanging, immediately interrupted by girlfriends that are filled up with one hand and an ear with the other grab the guy said to drag him away to escape velocity, and parents pushing strollers even plugging their ears boxed for brats there, who wriggled and brats instead of facing the board looking dreamily colored lights that chase each other on the wall behind us. They will be our future, those who pass in front of the counter and do not close ears. The weather held, the people also, someone
take pictures, someone else makes short films, we are quite satisfied, another notch on the headboard of the bed before going to sleep ... 
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