History of Rock is not rock

I’m a big fan or rock music. I mean, rock music is my life. Rock attitude is a concept well formed in my head, but I admit I’m not able to express what I mean with it. 

When I hire people, or when I deal with people in general, I’m always looking for the rock attitude, and usually HR is asking: “what do you mean by that?”. It’s difficult to explain what I mean by that, because it’s something inside me, it’s a vision, a feeling, that you cannot learn in your HR manuals or in books.

Anyway, you can imagine my excitement when I saw that the musical magazine Uncut was publishing a monthly volume called “History of Rock“, starting from the year 1965 on. You can read more about it here.

It happened that I discovered this when I was on my way to Florida and since I had to make a stop in London Heathrow Airport, I went directly to the newsstand to find this incredible magazine. I managed to find the 1967, 1968 and 1969 issues, and you cannot imagine how happy I was.

History of Rock is really well done, so I decided to subscribe, since there was even a Black Friday offer. From the moment I subscribe on, the excitement was transformed to a terrible experience. Long story short : no wonder magazines and print media are dying. Now, follow the story to understand why this is happening.

#Update : Time Inc. answered me via private email

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No bells on sunday

It’s sunday. And I’m listening to a playlist full of Mark Lanegan music, and that’s why I used this title.

I’m seated in Friedrichshain, Berlin, and this is the first post of the year 2015 and the first post I’m writing from Berlin.

2 weeks I left Italy for Germany, and so much happened: Giulia and I found a nice place where to live, I started a new adventure at Helpling , we rediscovered Berlin once again, and boy.. I didn’t even realize how much we missed it.

Friedrichshain was the first Berlin neighborhood where we lived in 2011; we loved this part of Berlin and it’s a good feeling to be back, long walks in places we know already, where so much changed, where so much stayed the same.

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Something from December

It’s been a month, already! Can you believe it?

I’m not going to make those end-of-the-year posts about what I’m gonna do in 2015 for two reasons: 1) pretty sure nobody is giving a fuck 2) probably one minute after I hit publish, I already change my mind.

So here is a list of LPs I listened to in December 2014. December is going to be my last full month in Italy, since I’m going back to Berlin at the end of January, where a new adventure is waiting for me. Giulia and I are going to lose ourselves in the world again. Because our home is the world. Our home for now is not really having one. Or better: our home is not the typical home people have in mind (like, bought a house, gonna live there for the rest of my life). At least, not for now.

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