Sanremese Diary: Part Three!
We are at the turning point.
There are still two weeks and then return to normal.
My face looks more and more to that photo of the pass, which is not good. Among others are the only orchestra to which they have redone the picture instead of using the same as in past years ... Not that this was a beauty, but at least I'd have an excuse like, "Well yes, but have now gone two years ...".
However, these days I noticed the look of the singers. E 'unfair as they are granted things that a normal woman would seem unacceptable.
For example, there is nothing worse than wearing cotton socks with shoes with high heels cleavage. But if it is a singer, then it is a sign of style.
Among other things, I think there's an incredible difference in temperature between the orchestra pit and the stage, because the singers arrive almost bare, with no socks and miniskirts groin ... Stuff that if we did we should at least go to Imodium for a week ... Boh ...
Personally I still doing well, yesterday we tried Barbarossa Luca and Franco Battiato ... Two times, for me, very very exciting ...
E 'was an afternoon to say ... poetic.
A little 'less poetic but was the legendary dinner at Bordighera, on the Vincenzino called "the anointed" (best not to speculate about why). A pizza crazy that I had made it impossible to eat as a whole ... Tze, do not know who they are dealing with! I was the only one on a table of 15 people to finish, with lots of chilli oil added above and two beers! Amateurs.
I think the digest in about 20 days ...
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