Look At That Beauty I Found On A Flea Market ...

Look at that Beauty I found on a Flea Market ...

I think I have a new obsession: Some time ago I took home a Czechoslovakian LP of an Italian singer I never had heard of. Once I started playing the LP I totally got drawn into it. Some research later I found out that Anna Rustikano never rose to fame in her home country Italy, but had huge success in Czechoslovakia, where she was considered among the biggest stars from Italy.

And this Video of a performance of „Libera“ has it all: the weird host, that tries to joke in Italian only to confuse her (no, she's not singing „Volare“, one of the biggest Italian songs ever), the band in the background that pretends it's not a playback track, the audience totally apathetic (except of the old lady that waves towards the camera) and Anna Rusticanos dancing seems a little lost. The song gives me everything … I am totally obsessed.

Furniture in the Sky ...

Oh no, they popped out again ...

Und das war unsere Regenbogenparade 2023 ...

Schlußfolgerungen auf der geregelten Grundlage der Arithmetik sind des Menschen Schlüssel zum Unendlichen. Gott ist die Wurzel von minus Eins. Er ist zu abgründig, als daß er von menschlicher Gehirntätigkeit erfaßt werden könnte. Das Böse dagegen ist endlich und verstehbar und läßt eine Berechnung zu. Minus Eins, Null und plus Eins sind die drei unlösbaren Rätsel der Schöpfung.

Flann O'Brien, In Schwimmen-zwei-Vögel