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Giusto, non avevo pensato alla lingua.
Si può registrare da mysky verso un PC con la tecnica che si usa per le consolle giochi
Ci sono delle scatolette che si innestano tra il cavo HDMI e la TV in modo da bypassare la protezione.
Se ne vale la pena parliamo di circa 150€ di spesaPensavamo di conoscere Kurt Cobain……poi abbiamo visto “Montage of Heck”,
il documentario di Brett Morgen: 132 minuti di pugni
nello stomaco che spazzano via l’icona grunge da cameretta
http://www.rollingstone.it/musica/news-musica/sul-nuovo-numero-di-rolling-stone-ce-il-kurt-cobain-che-non-conosci/2015-04-02/sul rolling stone e’ stato presentato, dice che non c’e’ un edizione italiana ancora:
Billy Corgan – amante di Courtney – piagnone e per niente punk; il sospetto che suo marito già ci fosse cascato, sempre con Courtney Love; la disperazione e l’incredulità per il suicidio di Kurt Cobain, amatissimo shakespeariano fantasma di un’epoca intera.
http://www.rollingstone.it/recensioni/kim-gordon-girl-in-a-band/Rixx – 6/4/2015 13:29
Oddio,secondo questa guida non c’è nessuna replica per tutta la settimana….l’hanno tolto allora, ieri, al primo link che hai messo, andando sulla tab Programmazione c’era scritto 5 e 6 aprile
Ricirdate quel libro ? Lo chiamavamo/chiamavo cazzone l’autore, ma poi ad un confronto col libro di taglialavoro che uscì stesso periodo, ne uscì vincitore nettamente 🙂
Servirebbe quel link allora,
Potrebbe essere un newsgroup invece di un sito, che spesso venivano chiamati impropriamente chat.Kurt74 – 3/4/2015 00:16
mi passi il link non funzionante voglio provare un poRixx:
Non è che non sia funzionante,è che il contenuto è diventato obsoleto ed è stato rimosso.
Comunque,ecco qua.
http://www.miscmedia.com/5-94.htmlRecuperato ico14
dice che un utente internet da Victoria disse di aver falsificato lui il messaggio.
ma resta un ipotesi, a questo punto che sia autentico, se anche non scritto con le sue mani, resta un opzione non da buttare definitivamente.
5/94 Misc. Newsletter
(incorporating five Stranger columns and one feature essay)
“Longevity, Folks”KURT COBAIN, 1967-1994: The word came into local media outlets shortly after 10 a.m. Friday. An electrician had found a dead male body at 8:40 a.m. in Kurt Cobain’s house on Lake Washington Blvd. A shotgun and an apparent suicide note were nearby. Authorities refused to identify the body, but that didn’t stop Nirvana fans (and reporters) from gathering outside the house. Thirty people were there within half an hour of the first announcement; an hour later the street had become too crowded for regular traffic to get through. Shortly after noon, investigators confirmed that it was indeed Cobain who had done himself in.
The AP quoted Cobain’s mother as saying he hadn’t been heard from in six days. That Wednesday, it was announced that Nirvana was bowing out of plans to headline the Lollapallooza ’94 package tour. His wife Courtney Love, who’d saved him when he took the champagne-and-sedatives overdose in Rome in March (officially billed as an accident), was off in LA wrapping up preparations for the release of a new album by her band Hole.
During the Rome coma-watch, The Stranger ran a piece by Eric Fredericksen on how the media would treat a Cobain death, as a cultural icon and a nostalgia industry just like Hendrix and Morrison. I’ll try to avoid that shit here, but I’ll try to give a personal view on the guy’s work. Like most of you, I didn’t know him personally, had never seen him offstage. I knew people who knew him; they inveriably described him as just a soft-spoken regular guy who loved to make music and art and who hated the bullshit of The Industry.
Punk rock had developed in New York as an arty affectation. England took it seriously as a voice of youthful anger. The local new wave scenes across the US took the DIY aesthetic of punk even more seriously, eventually questioning the very need for New York/London tastemakers. Cobain emerged amidst this indie-rock movement, among guys who’d chosen not to listen when the industry said punk was dead. Cobain and Krist Novoselic started playing together when they were 19, and by the time Cobain turned 21 in 1988 Nirvana was becoming a big fish in the still-small pond that was the Seattle club scene. By the next year they had an album and were part of TAD’s European tour; by all accounts it was a miserable experience, with Cobain having a nervous breakdown onstage at the last show.
While tagged by out-of-town media as the Leader of the Grunge Rock Revolution, he hadn’t been a central member of the hard-partying, extroverted schmoozers who had developed the punk-metal crossover sounds in Seattle. He was an inwardly-directed soul who, during Nirvana’s club years, holed up in an Olympia apartment and lived on corn dogs and cough syrup. While he kept his private life private, he put his personal torments into his work with a rare purity and clarity. It was his curse/blessing to be the best songwriter of his generation, and to be ripe for the picking just as “alternative rock” was becoming a big business. But it was his decision to go to Geffen; if Nevermind had come out on Sub Pop, as was first planned, it might have sold a few thousand copies, the label would have continued its slide into bankruptcy, and the Seattle rock hype would have died down leaving Soundgarden as national stars but few others.
We’ll probably never really know what finally led him to quit the world. Perhaps it was the slip back into drugs after the highly-publicized hell he went through to get off heroin. Or perhaps the hype and the pressure finally got to him. To the end, however, he maintained a public image as a survivor.
On March 27 the following statement, credited to Cobain, appeared on the Internet’s Nirvana mailing list:
“So this is the Information Highway our illustrious VP has been jawing to the nation about. Well, my manager told me some kind of fan-thing was going down here and that I should come over and check it out. Well, here I am. I’d be lying if I said I’m not surprised to see the band’s popularity reaching even into the depths of the electronic underworld. Cool.
“Well I won’t keep you people long, but I thought you might be interested in what the band is up to. Last month Chris, me, and Dave came out of London Bridge finishing up a revamped “Pennyroyal Tea” (I didn’t much care for how we did the album version and thought we could’ve done much better with the song). Geffen should have that out shortly, knowing the speed with which their money machine rolls.
“We’re all taking a break from the music and touring for a bit. I’m still a little freaked over the Rome thing and need some time to rest and get over it, you’d think they could make a good milkshake, but no. Hope you people are ready for a calmer moodier album. Yep, Nirvana’s going back into the studio at the end of the summer. I’m already working on the new songs and artwork for the new album. If you’re expecting the same verse-chorus-verse, well, I suppose you have but two choices, don’t buy the new album when it’s released in early ’95 or get used to the fact that the band is changing. Longevity folks.”
(latter-day note: An Internet user in Victoria later claimed to have fabricated the note. My excerpts from it got printed up as authentic in Dave Thompson’s quickie Cobain exploitation book.)
eppure alla fine la figura che generalmente viene stereotipata e’ quella di un Kurt schivo, che non gradiva il successo, teso a tutelare la propria privacy, cioe’ esattamente il contrario.
dove e’ la verita’?
