From The Back Of My Notebook
Wolftank Systems.
Stuffer.
Thonegger. We are in an industrial area.
Italy passes by at night to the sound of The Watt From Pedro Show and WWM podcasts. Inspiring. Lost in other worlds transported by people talking about tv, stuff, music, tours and people. Love it.
Stars are out, the mountains are clear. People are kind.
Hot face, lots of wood. Listening to bass. Thump on the snow. Bag doesn't fit in, everyone in ski lift ignoring the smell of puke and blaming it on the cheese that someone is taking up the mountain. I don't think so.
The police won't let us pass and I get spooked going for a wee behind a derelict mountain house. I am sure I am being watched.
Lost in the time zone, floating on the road.
Trans
Europe
Express.
(Written on a drive from one location to another at night whilst filming in Italy).
Labels: Notes Unt Europen
posted by rockmother at 12:38 am
4 Comments:
Have you heard the Seneor Coconut versh of Trans Europe Express? I'll do you a rip when you're back if not.
Mr Planet Mondo Bongo - yes - am big Senor Coconut fan - brill isnt it? Cheers for dropping by. Was listening to Kraftwerk on that journey as was at top of Italy by Austrian border - all the signs were in German and it didn't feel like Italy at all - all the food was German too and all the hotels like little wooden gingerbread houses. Extraordinary.
the show goes on, and on and on.
nice reflection.
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