There are artists out in this world, who could be more credited for their talent. Because they have a powerful voice, a great band on stage, a big variety of styles in one record or live sessions that bring back the smokey, dusty and raw jazz club athmosphere.
As you might already had the pleasure to read about in one of my latest blogpost, I have this thing for wide views. I love taking as many shots as possible from panoramas, doesn’t really matter if I have beaches,cities or other landscapes in front of me: I adore them all! This might has to do with the fact that I was raised part of my life on a hill in South Italy, where I could overlook over all little towns from my terrace, surrounded by silence, holding an espresso and being barefoot most of the time.
Red painted walls, smoke coming from the stage, a huge chandelier at the entrance, round tables that aren’t for table dancing anymore: that’s the location where I had the pleasure to attend the show of one of the most outstanding bands of the British Music scene. I’m talking about Jungle, modern soul collective from London, already acclaimed this summer at several Festivals around the globe.
Ciao a tutti!
I have been in Milan the last time surely 7 years ago, so I it was definetly time to go again. And, oh boy, I spent one of the best weekends of this season! Being one of Italy’s biggest cities, Milan belongs automatically to the epicentre of happening. There’s a lot of sightseeing and culture in here, but as we know, the time on a weekend can be quite limited. So if you’re planning to be in North Italy you might be glad to have some tips for a big city like Milan. So let’s start this mini survival guide: Milan in 36 hours.
My Sundays usually are the same: it’s probably the only day of the whole week where I absolutely do nothing. I’ll might cook but that’s it. Last Sunday was gig day, the second time in a row, which gave me a great feeling actually, since I had something to look forward to that wasn’t the screen of my TV or my pijama.
A few nights ago there was a party. A great one. One of those raw rock ‘n’ roll parties. My little rocker soul actually couldn’t be happier. I’m talking about one of the hottest Scandinavian discoveries, Danish band Go Go Berlin.