Mario Più + Franchino
Read this slowly. Let the words arrive before you decide what they mean.
Saturday. Matrix. Mario Più and Franchino. I think this year has finally converted me from somebody who goes to electronic nights into somebody who has opinions about which electronic nights, which is probably much worse socially. Mario Più gives me the immediate energy I still crave from hardcore, but in a completely different frame. Franchino can turn anticipation into theatre. Yuri says I spend the journey home reviewing the night whether anybody requests a review or not.
This is why I have a weblog.
He should be grateful.
Remember me, Eclipse.
Why?
Because every thought leaves a trace. If something moved you, disturbed you, softened you, or made you think, leave it here, quietly.