OUR MAN in EUROPE: HOTEL DAVE: No. 35: "...The killin' Moon."

OUR MAN in EUROPE: Hotel Dave: No. 35: "...The Killin' Moon." (Notes, 21 July, 2012): ......Went to Lady Chan's LADY BAR, via Mazzini, late Friday night (skipped my usual Fri. night/happy hour gig due to a bout of "perenial" Malaria which I picked up in Kenya), but despite having the (malarial) fever, I had "molto" brewskies & Vino at the HOTEL DAVE (€35 per nite, incl. free coffee) but I'd ran out of cigarette papers and Lady Chan's LADY BAR is also a "Tabacci", hence my late night mission............. Arriving (at Chan's), the usual suspects - guys & several girls - are (Fri. nite!) in festive spirits but expound shock/horror on the Denver-Colorado (USA) BATMAN MOVIE premiere masacre by some kid with a massive ordinance of weapons, a'la the Columbine School shooting tragedy............. "DAVA!" they herald me: "U from Denver?"......... (Me:) "Sort'a."........ (They:) "Big shooting, Dava! Asassino!!!!! BAMBINO con bombs in il casa!!!!?" -they harrangue......... (I pause for breath, but THEY continue:) "DAVA!... U from Denver?"....... (Me:) "Sort'a"... and order a double whisky.......... Meantime/meanwhile, and NOT to make light of this latest Colorado tragedy.... TWENTY THOUSAND Muslims are masacred in Burma. Men, women, children: It's a HOLOCAUST!...........but, not at THE BAR, a peep - re THIS - out of anyone!?... Apparently, in OUR Western "civilization", if the victims are poor/got no oil or mineral reserves, it's not NEWSWORTHY..... THE KILLIN' MOON........................ (TWENTY THOUSANDS DEAD SOULS, for chrissakes!).............................. The Chinese say, "May U live in interesting times."... With refence to THIS, my best ever journalistic report? And sadly, in reference to the above HORRENDOUS/HORRIFIC and despicable events?... If it gets MORE interesting, I DO believe I will opt to "depart"....... I?.. You too, maybe?... We are all out of tears... and THE KILLIN' MOON hovers................ The next day? There's a morning rain. Out of respect, I play NO music. My house is stricken with grief...... As the World STILL turns; perhaps, tomorrow - I hope to GOD! -the Sun will rise? c 2012/davedelacroix/sad July/piacenza/italia/for DANIEL & FAMILY, May God keep U well...:)

OUR MAN in EUROPE: HOTEL DAVE: No. 34: "La Marseille"

OUR MAN in EUROPE: HOTEL (€30 per nite) DAVE: "La Marseille".......................... ...It's (think) 1942. A bunch of top Nazis get together in Vansee (little 'ol place outside of Berlin) to decide just WHO - genetically - is related to Bernie Goldstein; some guy from Munich/watches too much Soccer/insufferable fella/let's get rid of him!....... ........... NAZI No. 1: "We need to GAS his left foot!"........ NAZI No. 2: "NOOOOOO! We need to GAS his RIGHT foot!".........NAZI NO. 1: "The Soccer thing?..." ...... NAZI No. 2: "You betcha!"........ NAZI No. 1: "...I dunno, man.... I wanna gas his left foot. You? You wanna gas his RIGHT foot....?"...... NAZI No. 2: "So?"...... NAZI No. 1: "So he DON'T get to WALK at all!..."..... NAZI No. 2: "...Uhuh?..."...... NAZI No. 1: "...So he don't get to MARCH TO OUR TUNE, (adding) Dick-breath!"...... NAZI No. 2: "...There's THAT.".......................................................... Whilst this "conference" prevailed, in Auschwitz, a "concentration camp" just outside of Nuremburg, 30 French girls - who happened to be Jewish, gypsies or lack-a-day Skateboarders, stripped of their necklace, earrings, ALL DIGNITY, surveyed naked...by eyes of evil, were borne foward in a stinking frigid dawn, then hustled into a GAS CHAMBER to their death...... To their LAST breath?... They sang, with gusto: "La Marseille".................... Some songs are not JUST songs: LESS WE FORGET.... Don't U...................... ................................c 2012/davedelacroix/july/piacenza/Italy.

OUR MAN in EUROPE: HOTEL DAVE: No. 33: BLACK DAHLIA...

OUR MAN in EUROPE: No. 33: BLACK DAHLIA........................................ ....I have a Bee in my bonnet.... I sing a song for a victim of murder.........Los Angeles, back in the 1940's..... She was fair but her flight was fancy; she was quite alone in the world with no-one to help.... Her hair was brilliant and sleek brunette. Her teeth "not good" and she had "infantile genetalia" (It's ON record)........ Her TRUE love, a USAF fighter pilot died fighting the Nazis; yet still, she advanced to immortality as the "Black Dahlia", by her despicable and tragic murder, later coyned by those scumbags in Hollywood: "The BLUE Dahlia", the movie, starring Alan Ladd........................... One night, getting no luck, she split a spiffy L.A. hotel bar, down by Hollywood & Vine....She wore a floral print dress, broad black belt and tight, white, ladies blouse; her limbs, tanned, I'm sure: she WAS demure...... Into the humid Californian night, she was never seen alive again........................ Some psycho butcher gave her a ride, strangled her, then carved her limbs, pride by pride........................ I have a Bee in my bonnet....Those missing kids - who USED to show up on your USA Milk carton...but DON'T do these days cos diary revenues plummeted because! - well, like the Black Dahlia; the Lost, mostly, deceased, societies unsung Hole; Delacroix, as no doubt you (WE DO!) weep......................................... For my new Italian friends? -I say "buona fortuna!"... Their children enchant the Earth... I? I fall breathless at their feet whilst THEY circle mine............. I have a Bee in my bonnet... When IT dies, probably, so will I. Meantime, the belladonnas, their children, cuckle and coo on the steps of the Palazzo Gottico. And, being the hot month of July, bronze limbs abound................... The Bee in my bonnet? OK. For now, I give it to U. c 2012/davedelacroix/Piacenza/Italia (in memorium: R.I.P sweet lady...)

OUR MAN in EUROPE: HOTEL DAVE: No. 32: "Helpless"

OUR MAN in EUROPE: Hotel Monsiuer Davide: No. 32: "Helpless!"....................... ....I took my laundry to the Laundra-MAT...... Somehow, I lost 2 pair of Boxer shorts (striped!) and came home with 2 pink brassieres.......... Can someone PUR-LEEZE help!? ........c 2012/davedelacroix/july/piacenza/HOTEL DAVE-€30 per nite/Italia.

OUR MAN in EUROPE: Hotel Dave: No: 31: "...I WIN the NOBEL PRIZE (again)..."

OUR MAN in EUROPE: HOTEL DAVE: No. 31: "...I win the Nobel Prize (again)..." .................... So; I win the NOBEL PRIZE, again... This time? Actually, for THIS: OUR MAN in EUROPE...the BLOG!!!... It's actually a Book, but those NOBEL guys - up in FINLAND - I guess, are trying to keep up with the - tech/art form - changing times....!.... If Alfred Nobel was still kicking, he'd no doubt pass up on Dynamite (his invention & claim to fame) and invent the "Lithium Sonic Laser Beam" thingy....or TIME TRAVEL.... He would ALSO expand his namesakes Prize categories to include CUISINE; first winner; doubtless: Anthony "Tony" Boudain...for his meticulous research (into) and re-invention of "Steak Tartare"..... Either Anthony (Tony)....OR the old gal who came up with the idea of the "HOT CROSS BUN!"..... I mean? -JEEZE!... And whilst we're on the subject of expansion/extension/progression....?... Sorry, folks. I digress.... Actually, on thoughts of munchies, I think I RE-gress.... It's characteristic of ALL Nobel Prize winners.... After getting the award and blowing all the money in some Bar, U pawn the Tuxedo, suit thing, then spend the rest of your life expecting a free lunch!............................(Singing:) "one a penny, two a penny; Hot cross buns!"............................c 2012/davedelacroix/the month of Julius Caesar/Piacenza/Italy/HOTEL DAVE: €30 per nite/bring shampoo & a spatchelor...:)

OUR MAN in EUROPE: Hotel DAVE: No. 30: Song for the Siren

Our Man in Europe: HOTEL DAVE (€30 per nite): No. 30: "Song for the Siren"...................... Predaetors DO like still waters... Crocidiles, sharks, the insidious.... If your best friend has the time to consider your living habits? -he/she, is a reptile waiting to strike.... Their "gift" of friendship is their first taste of the bite...of U.... Why are they so?.... DOH! Reptiles do not acknowledge Freud.... (And U can ask them!)... Ask them to spell his name?... It always comes out as Fred, Frud, Freebie-Dweebie (look in the mirror!), or...DEAD............................. Predators like still waters, Girl... Sometimes they run in packs or swarm in circles like sharks, waiting - as always - to bite!..... Luckily, U were born, smarter than "they", or Me (U, at least have a dental plan!)and UNLIKE Me, are not addicted to JETHRO TULL records....?... DOH!?............ This "bloody Mary" morning?... I ran into bella-donna Deborah. As always, she looks good (Milano-fashionista) She flies high! She is "internally" illusive!.... NO predator - grazie Dio! - will ever chain her sky................................. c 2012/davedelacroix/lord borgo/hotel dave/piacenza/italy/hot July!!!...:)

Our Man in Europe: HOTEL DAVE: No. 29: "On this side of the Moon".

Our Man in Europe: HOTEL DAVE: No. 29: "On this side of the Moon". JULIA?.... She dosen't PLAY the guitar...be it a Flamenco, a Bach cantata, or Sergovia.... She makes the guitar DANCE...and "rapture"; this side of the Moon............................. Like all "good" artists, she understands Life's "under-belly". Her choice of material, she address's, adroitly. She IS infact, "Minnestrone"...and, righteously, expect YOU to apply a coating of Parmessan/pepper Nero...whilst SHE "curries your guile"....?...... Beware! In a creative kitchen? -do NOT arrive without Spices.., On this side of the Moon..................... ..............Notes on Julia?.... There is NO "mangiari"; there's no vino. MINERVA does not speaks her name. Her fingers - as noted - spider, on the guitar fret board. Her Fame? -it's you!... U got WISDOM!?... She's the whistle in the tune that no-one forgets...but, probably, always regrets (encora): on THIS side of the Moon................... Cadenze & rapture?.. It's a "sancture", a "cosa notre" (our biz) mile!.... Our feet, in love? -are tired, but our shoes?... We flick OFF! We CURRY every Mile!....on this side of the Moon........ Lastly?... Should U get the bug? A guitar? A flame? And your fingers, perhaps, too, spider, on the guitar fret board, but with an inner flame, constantly, like JULIA, to beguile; there is NO disgrace; THERE IS NO DISGRACE: on this side, on this side: on this side, on THIS side of the Moon. c 2012/davedelacroix/HOTEL DAVE/Piacenza/Italy/July...I think...?

OUR MAN in EUROPE: HOTEL DAVE: No. 28: "...Always trust your Stalker."

OUR MAN in EUROPE: No. 28: "...Always trust your Stalker." Ol' "pal", Artemis Blagovich-Smith, recently released from an Italian jail (credit card-fraud), now on some "vague" kind of parole, re-appears on the Piacenza (Italian) scene.... He, apparently, is absolutely NOT welcome/wanted/invited (back) to Bologna, Ferarra, Rimini, Cremona, Pisa, etc., etc. And positively EXCOMMUNICATED from Rome.... Some "Papal Bull" thing...... Anyways; he's back! -hogging the steps of the "loggia" at the Palazzo Gottico.......... Did I mention he has beautiful teeth?..... U got dental problems?... Go ROB the 7-11 (local store), get caught, busted, spend 6 months in the "slammer"?... It saves U $28,000 and, again! -apparently?, even in Italy, they give U $100 to catch the "optional" bus-ride into town when you're set free!.......... They say that Crime dosent pay, but for some?... It IS a lifestyle and DOES take care of that pesky Dental thing............. Where was I?...... Dental thing?..... Artemis B.S......?..... Oh yes: He (Artemis) has decided - a tad late in life - to become a "prolific songwriter" with a specific focus on re-writing JAMES BOND movie soundtracks........ He showed me a list of song titles; those pesky lyrical contents, to be composed at a later date...... Check 'em out!......(from his list:)...... "YOU ONLY LIVE THRICE!"....... "DIAMONDS ARE FOR DICKHEADS!"...... "GOLD-BUGGER!"...... (I liked that one)....... "THE PRICK WITH THE GOLDEN GUN.".......... "CASINO SOUR."...... (Sound like a cocktail, I guess.)...... "QUANTUM FRICKIN PHYSICS, ASSHOLE!" (my personal favourite)....... And so on, and so on............................. I, getting on in my years, begin to see that just about EVERYONE has a Stalker...... It may be your best friend; U may have MARRIED one!..... It's someone close, for sure....... The trick is to identitfy him/her....and accept the "cretins" existence....... Once acknowledge?... U can ALWAYS "trust" your Stalker.... They are often just a benevolent mosquito; yet still: a Mosquito!...... Enemies & friends?..... Now, THAT'S a "Crap-shoot!"....................... "FROM RUSSIA WITH GLOVES...".......... OK, Atemis. I grow weary. I think - if U don't mind? - I'll take a loooonnnngg snooze....:) .......................................... c 2012. davedelacroix/lord borgo/piacenza/italy/suns, today? -has got it hat on! -grazie dio!...:)