Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/Cries and Whispers, No. 6: RADIO MARCONI - Italy!

Our Man in Europe/davedelacroix/Cries and Whispers, No. 6: RADIO MARCONI -Italy!


Song: "Starry, starry night?..." -"VINCENT" by Don Mclean.

DJ:  "WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA, Alleuri!"

Song: "The Sound of Silence" -Simon and Garfunkel.

DJ:  "WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA, Alluri!"

Song:  "Candle in the Wind" - Elton John.

DJ:  "WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA, Frickin' Alluree!!!"

Song:  "Killing me softly with his song" - Roberta Flak.

DJ:  "WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA, Alleuri, god dam, Miss Alluri!!!"


....My nerves are shot.


c. 2013/davedelacroix/loprd borgo/piacenza/italia

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/Cries and Whispers, No. 5: Brief Encounter

Our Man in Europe/davedelacroix/Cries and Whispers, No. 5:  Brief Encounter


EVA-SOPHIE showed up at the HOTEL DAVE (€35 per nite/big screen TV/occasional Inter-net access/Cold running water (I write this by Candlelight) and she BLEW my mind with intentional "cleaverage" and astute vivacity. She also ZAPPED Paolo B's mind with witty conversation, so much so that he's donated HIS mind to the Smithsonian Museum in Washington D.C. (It's in America). Me too! -Gonna donate MINE if I can locate the Sucker.
That was last night. Next morning? It's snowing. I said it would.

c 2013/Nov 30/davedelacroix/lord borgo/St. Nicolo/Italia.

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/Cries and Whispers, No. 4: "UKELELE"

Our Man in Europe/davedelacroix/Cries and Whispers, No. 4: "UKULELE"


Can U Ukulele me? I can Ukulele, too!
Would U like to Ukulele Me?
And I Ukulele U?

Everyone Ukulele's;
it's written in your Stars: It's UP THERE
in the Zodiac, VENUS UKULELES MARS!

Can U Ukulele? I can Ukulele, too.
Would U Ukulele ME?
Then I'll Ukulele U!

...Don't be alone with your
CELL PHONE.
Don't FACE BOOK with the Crowd.
If U can Ukulele ME? -we'll go
Ukulele the whole goddamn Town!

Can U Ukulele? I can DO it too!
Would U like to Ukulele ME?
-cause I'd like to Ukulele U...:)


c 2013/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO/ourmanineurope/BOBBIO, Italia...:)

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/Cries and Whispers, No. 3: TROY

Our Man in Europe/davedelacroix/CRIES and Whispers, No. 3;  TROY


Andremache, don't despair;
Caliope, take down your wooden horn
or ALL the Ragazzi of Hollywood or Troy.

Kiss your Ass goodbye
when WE barbarians enter, gates;
seismic-troubled-bronze and sword,

and kiss
your children's Crack
upon the walls of ILLIUM;:


c 2013/davedelacroix

Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/CRIES and whispers, No. 2: "MO and JO"

Our man in Europe/davedelacroix/Cries and whispers, No.2:  "MO and JO"


MO and JO, both COWBOYS
out on the Missouri prairie, dismounted,
UN-saddled;
cattle were corralled,
horses, lathered down.

SETH, LORNE and Little BILLY
(MO and JO's "PARDS")
had started the campfire;
Boys gathered to get warm
under a full moon, Big Sky...

Under the influence of WHISKY
MO launched into a recitation of
GUARDIEFF
(Should it be repeated?)
JO countered with
P:D:OUSPENSKY
(Should it be STATED!?)

There was a Campfire FIST FIGHT!

SETH, LORNE and Little BILLY?
-they sang a verse
from KARL POPPER,
'bout how THINGS are
philosophically,  not meant to be?

ALL THIS, with MO and JO,
SETH, LORNE and Little BILLY,
whisky and fisticuffs,
took place
under a Missouri, prairie, full moon
Big Sky.




NB:  Guardieff, Ouspenspensky,
 Popper, are famous
NOT in Hollywood,
but in the Forest of Thought:
Philosophy.... You can, of
course, GOOGLE!


c 2013/davedelacroix/lord borgo/GENOA-iTALY.

Dave Delacroix/Our Man in Europe/CRIES and Whispers, No. 1: BHURMA SHAVE

Our Man in Europe/davedelacroix/Cries and Whispers, No. 1:  BURMA SHAVE


Some miss-beguiled JEWS just opened a Pizzeria
on my (via Campagna, Piacenza) street.
Some MISS-guided Muslims?
-they tried it last year and the business failed.

And then, some Miss-guided (lol) BUDDHISTS
gave this particular Gig a "shout!"; now,
they're reduced to Orange smocks
- "Harri-Harri-canzone" -and sandal shoes?

Like ME in a foreign INTER-NET CAFE
where, in fact, there IS no Inter-net,
cause NOBODY CARES
who's shares the Inter-net room:

MY message is Important. -surrounded by
Miscellania-Ragazzi who
SCREAM messages to Nigeria, SENEGAL,
SYRIA
and bellow songs from the Qoran?

YOURS - your message -  is, alas,  not
so important;
You're DROWNED out by domestic fools
making long distance SKYPE idiot calls:
Megabyte-language of hope and desire?

If it was REALLY important, my Immigrant,
"Ragazzi-stranieri" friends?
You wouldn't leave HOME:
YOU'D BE THERE.... (...Let me think?)

...It's called BURMA SHAVE.



One of these days ama'h gettin' on back; don't-won't/
 GIVE -A - FRI CK:  (song-gone-song)
Then I'll be be back in your BURMA SHAVE...?



c 2013/davedelacroix/lord borgo/our man in europe/November 2013, Portofino..by the Sea...:)