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From the bottom of my heart

Happiness. Satisfaction. Peace. I wish to all of you the very best and I truly hope that everybody can spend the most amazing Christmas ever, surrounded by lots of love. Christmas is such a magical time of the year, please enjoy it as much as you can. Here is just a few of my favorite Christmas songs, three of them are really recent and they’re all by artists that I adore to death (have I ever told you about this guy Chris Martin from Coldplay? That he is my future husband? Yes, Gwyneth you better be ready;))

Felicità. Soddisfazioni.Pace. Auguro a tutti voi il meglio e spero con tutto il cuore che ognuno possa passare il più fantastico Natale possibile, circondati da immense quantità di affetto e amore. Il Natale è un periodo meravigliosamente magico, per favore assaporatelo più che potete. Vi lascio giusto qualcuna delle mie canzoni di Natale  preferite, tre delle quali molto recenti e tutte di cantanti e gruppi che amo da morire (vi ho mai parlato di un certo Chris Martin dei Coldplay? Mai detto che è il mio futuro marito? Ah sì, piccolo particolare…Gwyneth Paltrow preparati!)



I know what you are thinking. The ugly sweaters they are wearing are atrocious. And I know what else you may be thinking. Yes, the Killers are authentic geniuses.

 

I’m convinced that 99% of the population would feel like hugging someone after listening to this song. Pure emotion, perfect music.

 

Again, Merry Christmas to everybody from the bottom of my heart.

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“I still believe in summer days. The seasons always change. And life will find a way.”

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Have you ever felt like a song is speaking directly to your soul? No, I’m not asking you if you have ever liked a song. Or loved it. It’s something deeper. Firmer. STRONGER. Have you ever felt like every single time you listen to it, it is breaking into your heart insisting like a thief but at the same it is caressing that same heart in the softest way possible? Well, that happens to me once in a while and it’s not a coincidence that I’m so relentlessly addicted to music. I’ve been listening to Winter Song all day. And every single instant of it is incredibly full of emotion. Every time.

First of all, it is a duet with Sara Bareilles and Ingrid Michaelson. Two of my favorite indie pop singers. If you don’t know them please check them out. You’ll feel like you’re in a dream every time you listen to a song. They can be perfect to get in a good mood. And they are much better than ice-cream when your heart is broken.

But the most important reason is that it reminds me of America. Of my wonderful year in a sheltered, warm suburb of  Boston as an exchange student. Of pancakes and snow. Of fabulous people and sweet hugs. Exactly a year ago I was waiting for Christmas far away from my family and friends and I was listening to this track on my Ipod, missing my lovely Italy. Now I’m doing the same thing far away from other friends and other people that I love so much that I can somewhat call second family. It’s funny how winter is always the same and things always change. Fortunately, there is something else that keeps the memories of dreamers and travelers like me alive. Thanks to photos. Thanks to journals. Thanks to love.

Thanks to music.


Avete mai avuto l’impressione che una canzoni vi stia parlando direttamente all’anima? No. Non mi chiedo se vi sia mai piaciuta particolarmente una canzone. Nemmeno se l’abbiate amata. E’ qualcosa di diverso. Più profondo. Più potente. Più intenso. Avete mai avuto l’impressione che ogni volta che l’ascoltate stia irrompendo nel vostro cuore, con l’insistenza di un ladro, ma che nel contempo vi stia accarezzando quello stesso cuore nella maniera più tenera che si possa immaginare? A me accade qualche volta e non è una coincidenza che per questo io sia così inesorabilmente dipendente dalla musica. E’ un’intera giornata che ascolto Winter Song. Ed ogni singolo attimo è intriso di emozione. Ogni volta.

Innanzitutto è un duetto di Sara Bareilles e Ingrid Michaelson. Due delle mie cantanti indie-pop preferite. Se non le conoscete, le consiglio vivamente. Vi sembrerà di essere in un sogno all’ascolto di ogni canzone. Possono essere perfette per mettervi di buon umore. E sono molto meglio di merendine ipercaloriche per un cuore spezzato.

Il tratto più bello però è che mi ricordano l’America. Il mio indescrivibile anno in una dolce, protetta cittadina alla periferia di Boston. Pancakes e neve. Persone fantastiche e caldi abbracci. Esattamente un anno fa aspettavo il Natale lontano da famiglia ed amici, ascoltando questo pezzo dal mio Ipod. Sentendo la mancanza della mia cara Italia. Ora sto praticamente facendo lo stesso, lontano da altri amici e da altre persone che posso ritenere una seconda famiglia. Che buffo il fatto che l’inverno sia sempre lo stesso e le cose cambino così massicciamente. Fortunatamente c’è qualcos’altro che tiene in vita i ricordi dei sognatori e viaggiatori come. Per fortuna ci sono le foto. Per fortuna ci sono i diari. Per fortuna c’è l’affetto.

Per fortuna c’è la musica.

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Cape Coats and Horrendous Songs

Hello gorgeous people! I have been meaning to write this post for three days but thanks to Math tests, English oral exams on Romantic poets (wherever he is, Samuel Taylor Coleridge can now be thankful of being dead because if he wasn’t, well, I would take care of it) and tons of homework, I can’t even recall how I found the time to breath. But I’m back and I have to tell you about something new I’m obsessed with. And something that is obsessed with me. Yes. You got the last sentence right. Shall we start with the latter? I’m being persecuted. By a song. Actually it’s not really song. I don’t even know why I’m calling it song. It has no melody. And conveys no emotions. It’s just a three-minute torture of a high-pitched woo-woo-woo on a regular disco dance mix with some people saying Barbra Streisand with the most neutral tone ever. Ok, the video is set in New York, which is the most wonderful city on Earth but apart from that, what kind of tribute to a star is this? What’s most annoying is that everytime I’m watching television -which I rarely do because of those annoying Romantic poets – that song is playing. It is clearly persecuting me. So am I the only one thinking that this track is horrendous?

On a totally different note, winter has come. Yes. Fog. Frozen hands and red noses. Chills. Ice. All things I am not too crazy about. But guess what? If winter is here then it’s time to get out chunky sweaters and warm scarves and look for stylish boots. All things that I’m more than crazy about! I love winter clothing and accessories and my latest obsessions are cape coats.

(via  popcultureafternoon.blogspot.com, thevoguediaries.com, myfloorisred.com, carolinesmode.com/stockholmstreetstyle/)

I was a little skeptical when I noticed the trend at the beginning of this fall but the more I see them on blogs and magazines, the more I feel that they are my soulmates. They look so comfy but they still are unbelievably chic and sophisticated! So well if you’re one of my friends, or my sister, or you simply would like to see me happy and you’re struggling to choose the perfect Christmas present for me, here is a little hint =)! Have a good weekend everyone and tell me what you think about Barbra Streisand by Duck Sauce and cape coats!

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I would like to say all sorts of things. For now it will just be welcome

Finalmente. Dopo dodici anni di parole sospirate ad un diario, frasi calcate su un compito in classe o versi scritti per qualche concorso di poesia quella testarda della mia mano destra si è finalmente decisa a scrivere in rete. Di cosa parlerò? Di tutto ciò che passa per quell’apparecchio complicato che si trova all’interno della mia scatola cranica. Potrei dedicarmi alla mia passione per la musica indie. O commentare gli impeccabili outfit della mia musa Alexa Chung. O convertirvi all’adorazione delle borse vintage. O elencarvi tutti i motivi per cui ritengo che Mulan avrebbe dovuto vincere almeno una dozzina di Oscar. O semplicemente deliziarvi con aneddoti della mia vita con quelle scimmiette pelosette dei miei amici. Lo so, ho troppe cose da dire. Non posso farci niente. Per ora mi limiterò a dire che sono una diciottenne di una cittadina lombarda che si nutre di sorrisi, numeri di Marie Claire, brani casuali che vanno da Bob Marley all’ultimo pezzo di Katy Perry, e fin troppe passioni. La più recente? I One Night Only. Che voto date a “Say You Don’t Want It”? – Il fatto che nel video appaia Emma Watson e che io tra esattamente ottanta minuti debba andare al cinema a vedere Harry Potter e i doni della morte non è del tutto casuale 😉 –

Finally. After twelve years of whispering words to my journal, of sentences put on a school essay and verses written for some poetry contest, that stubborn thing that is my right hand finally decided to write for a blog. What am I gonna talk about? Well, about everything that goes through the complex machine that is inside my skull. I could devote myself to my passion for indie music. Or maybe analyse all those perfect outfits that Alexa Chung, my muse, is always wearing. Or maybe tell you all the reasons why I believe that Mulan should have won at least twelve Academy Awards. Or simply talk about anedoctes about my life with my crazy friends. I know, I have too many things to say. I’m sorry. I can’t help it. For now I’ll stop myself and just say that I’m an eighteen years old girl living in a northern Italy town that can’t survive without smiles, issues of Marie Claire magazine, shuffle songs that can be Bob Marley’s or Katy Perry’s and way too many passions. My latest? The One Night Only. Here is the video of  “Say You Don’t Want It”. How do you like it ? – the fact that the lovely Emma Watson is in it and that I’m seeing Harry Potter and the deathly hallows in exactly 80 minutes is not too much of  a concidence by the way 😉 –

Martina

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