8 to 06 - 2010, San Siro
I have yet to recover, stuff that night / morning I kept dreaming about the concert: a blaze of lights, casinos, etc.. and when I woke up I could not understand if I went to the concert and I had only dreamed of. Yes, we are already at this point.
I arrived there at a quarter past eight, I did not expect to find the place again, but so be it. Two hours to run for Milan because we could not find the way and I missed the Caliber 35, Friendly Fires, and I only saw the end of the exhibition of Kasabian.
never seen so many bottles of beer in my life.
Never seen so many people who quaff beer was not even water.
If in ten years scopirò to have lung cancer will cause the Muse all the smoke I inhaled yesterday.
Matt, I love you because you love us, but it remains a Truzzi! That jacket, that jacket ... that complete!
great.
Wonderful.
leaders of all crowds. All
euphemisms.
Now that I heard them live I can say: they are fantastic musicians, first and foremost. Before the voice of Matt, the first of their texts, before the scenes, first of all.
did not want to leave the stadium at the end of the concert, I was all night listening to them.
I see them live.
Post in update (as they will remember what happened to write it).
Ah, I forgot! This post may not make sense: I'm delirious!
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