In ginocchio, ti supplico

E’ ormai noto che ogni tanto riesco a far vibrare le corde della chitarra acustica, ma questa musica fa decisamente vibrare me!

Da quando ‘suono’ la chitarra ogni canzone non è più quella di prima e solo chi suona capisce cosa significa.

Non posso non creare un’altra categoria chiamata musica.

Questa non è una bella canzone, è molto di più!

AYO – Down on my knees

Do you really think she can love you more than me, do you really, really think so
Do you really think she can love you more than me, baby I know she won’t
Cause I loved you, unconditionally, I gave you even more than ,I had to give
I was willing for you to die, cause you were more precious to me, than my own life

Down on my knees, I’m begging you, Down on my knees, I’m begging you, Down on my knees, I’m begging you, Please, please don’t leave me

I won’t believe, that you really, really, wanna leave me, just because of her
Have you forgot about, all the things, we’ve been through, she was not the one, who was there for you
See, I loved you unconditionally, I gave you even more than, I had to give
I was willing for you to die, cause you were more precious to me, than my own life

Down on my knees, I’m begging you, Down on my knees, I’m begging you, Down on my knees, I’m begging you, Please, please don’t leave me

Don’t leave me, I’m begging, I love you, I need you, I’m dying, I’m crying, I’m begging,
Please love me
I love you, I love you, I’m begging, please love me, I’m begging, I’m begging, Please don’t leave me, no, no, no, no, no

Down on my knees, I’m begging you…

Acquisto chitarra elettrica, aiuto!

Ormai chi mi conosce sa che da un anno strimpello allegramente con la chitarra acustica per la mia gioia e per il tormento di chi mi sta intorno!

Ho da settembre 2005 una bella Ibanez PF60S e sono soddisfatto dei piccoli progressi fatti assieme alla mia compagna a sei corde.

Ora però vorrei fare un piccolo passo, cioè comprarmi la chitarra elettrica.

Il problema è che non vorrei spendere un patrimonio e lasciare tutto appeso al chiodo dopo pochi mesi, nè vorrei comprare una schifezza che non mi permette di migliorare.

Sono indeciso tra i seguenti kit:

Strumenti Musicali (1)

Strumenti Musicali (2)

Ebay (addirittura un negozio a Senigallia, ci arrivo in un attimo!)

Daminelli Pietro

Chi mi da un consiglio da amico?

Hotel California

Visto che interessa continuiamo con i testi :-)

Sin da piccolo ho ascoltato questa canzone come estasiato dalla melodia coinvolgente, originale e strumentalmente perfetta.
Mai mi ero soffermato sul significato del testo.
Solo pochi giorni fa l’ho casualmente scoperto…

Hotel California – Eagles

On a dark desert highway
Cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas
Rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance
I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy, and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself
This could be Heaven or this could be Hell
Then she lit up a candle
And she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor
I thought I heard them say

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely place (background)
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California
Any time of year
Any time of year (background)
You can find it here
You can find it here

Her mind is Tiffany twisted
She’s got the Mercedes bends
She’s got a lot of pretty, pretty boys
That she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard
Sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember
Some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain
Please bring me my wine
He said
We haven’t had that spirit here since 1969
And still those voices are calling from far away
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say

Welcome to the Hotel California
Such a lovely Place
Such a lovely Place (background)
Such a lovely face
They’re livin’ it up at the Hotel California
What a nice surprise
What a nice surprise (background)
Bring your alibies

Mirrors on the ceiling
Pink champagne on ice
And she said
We are all just prisoners here
Of our own device
And in the master’s chambers
They gathered for the feast
They stab it with their steely knives
But they just can’t kill the beast
Last thing I remember
I was running for the door
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before
Relax said the nightman
We are programed to recieve
You can check out any time you like
But you can never leave

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Ricordati che gli Eagles si ‘facevano’ di brutto…