Part One

Homosexuality freedom…a target to reach!

We all know that from very long times, the homosexual organizations are fighting to get equal consideration and rights for gay and lesbians, in many ways, Music is  one of these. 80’s music, and band names could be seen as an action of sexual liberation. The lines you are going to read could sound a little bit offensive or dirty, but you will see that all the listed names and things are just here to state my point of view.
So, if we look  back on the music scene of the 1980s, one thing sticks out – Heavy Metal. Not just the real traditional heavy metal, but metal of the hair band variety. And the major observation that we could come up with about the heavy metal scene in the 80s is that the whole thing was gay or at least that’s what it seems. I’m not really saying that all of the 80’s heavy metal people are gay, but they were definitely putting up a homosexual front (probably to sell more records). And I’m not talking about openly gay heavy metal guys like Rob Halford of Judas Priest; as I’m  not saying that there’s anything wrong with being gay, just that hair metal is a sorte of homosexual scream of liberation…as to say “We are here, and we worth the same as you!”
. Let’s take a look at the evidence:

The Band Names: This could seems strange , but if we read carefully the names of the bands, and we work with a little bit of fantasy  we may see that metal band names seem to be rife with phallic imagery, whether it be snakes (Whitesnake), insects with their penetrating stingers (Scorpions, WASP), guns and phallic-shaped bullets (Shotgun Messiah, Guns ‘n’ Roses, L.A. Guns, Bullet Boys) or just out-and-out penis slang (Tool, Motorhead, Prong, Helmet, Mr. Big, Mother Love Bone and the worst example, Deep Purple). There are bands that are named after girls (Lizzy Borden, Thin Lizzy, Cinderella, Britny Fox, Alice Cooper, Alice In Chains) or have other feminine twists (Twisted Sister, Guns N Roses, Queensryche, Iron Maiden). There are also references to a specific kind of lifestyle that the common imagination think to be possessed by gays, such as sex (Sodom, Motorhead, Diamond Head, WASP – “we all s**k p***s”- I prefer not to write the entire name to be respectful-), animosity toward women (Slayer -  that can be read as “slay-her”), and homosexual pride (Rainbow, the name given to their representative flag).

The Band Member’s Names: The band members themselves often have names that sound a bit feminine (Lars Ulrich, Sebastian Bach, Kip Winger), sound like “different” movie stars (Axl Rose, Vince Neil) or are actually women’s names (Jani Lane, Vivian Campbell, Dee Snider, Rikki Rocket, Nikki Sixx, Tracii Guns).

I’m not dead or disappeard as you though or hoped! Eh!Eh!Eh! And even though graduated and with no job…I never have a minute for me!

Well! To come back to you and to my blog…I decided to write a nre and very hot and funny post! Ibor (my big friend), suggested me to treat the sotry of Cleo’s “mouth-vice”!

So get ready! “Did you know that Cleopatra was really famous during her times, not only because she was so good looking and strong and so fucking glamour…but also because she was very good at using her mouth! In a few words….she gave excellent blow jobs!

The legend tells she was fond of oral sex and fantasticaly used her mouth and tongue! ….Congrats Cleo!

But now…I’ve got a doubt! Story books teach us she died by the bite of a snake….a glamour death I’d say…but what if the truth was different!? What if while she was sleeping and , maybe, dreaming of a black and “sized” slave, she thought of that snake to be that slave’s black “willy”? I think at that point the snake was very scared so he gave Cleopatra that mortal bite! Or….what if while she was  “hardly” working on that “black member” she went to down losing her breath till she died?

Misteries of the story!

Yeah! She was the myth of my, our, present past…the image of the gay happiness and music able to mix gays and straights all together! How many moments I can remember thanks to her songs, the fun I had, the summers in Italy to my parents’, and alll the times she edited a new song I was ready to learn it and to listen it till the end of time! eheheh! Dunno how famous she was over England and out of Italy but she is the new millennium girl, the one that in a loundry was ready to ask you to do “up&down” and ready to cenfess : “I keep on burning…I need you once again!“… Billy More!

On the internet I found her biography on Wikipedia.I miss her a lot! Also my parents, I remember used to sing with me those songs…

But then on the 14th of August 2005, I had the bad news, she was died…and this also meant that I could never more have the joy to listen to any new song of her! Now I’d like to show you some fo her videos….I think you’ve never seen it before! Let me know what you think!

Her most famous song….

And her second video…..too funny and nice!

She’ll always be one of the best for me!

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Finally I got graduated! After so many difficulties and so many sleepless nights, all the crazy moments I had and that my friends had to bear (thx guys)….I did it!! Finally Doctor in Cultural Tursim and International Cooperation!

The night before? I didn’t sleep at all! I had a series of strange nightmares….and all the morning I had to wait for the afternoon….well I spent my time listening to Billy More’s Songs….they relax and amuse me a lot!

Then we get to Naples…and you can’t imagine the traffic and the chaos for finding a parking…then got to the University and went into the conference hall…I wait for my turn…fucking scared! I’m the forth…the call me…I seat and with a false tranquillity, after the intro made by my prof, I start talking about my thesis and my work for it  and about the central sunject of it, and after 4 minutes talking both english and portuguese, the president of the group says :” I’d say this is sufficient for us we are really satisfied, thank-you!“

Guys, I couldn’t believe it! I did ti! yeaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!

Finally doctor and of course….party with friends and joyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyYYY!

Thanks to all of my friends….they’ve been so sweet and especially to My fantastic Milo who came notwithstanding his difficult exam!

So… just to give you some really fresh and curious news…..today we’ll talk about: King’s Nanny!

Did you know that King Emanuele’s III Nanny was Irish?

Now You do!…. Thanks to FlyingWords Blog!

Her name was Elisabeth Lee, but she was tenderly called “Bessie” by the Italian Royal Family. Bessie, who looked after the prince for 14 years, was one of the few people that Emanuele really loved…quite more than his own mother. The king used to tell her every little secret, really often talking about his rickety legs. She also gave him (when he was 10) a coin with the picture of Pope Pio VXI, and motivated his passion for numismatics.

Ah!…how many links we have between Italy and Ireland!

Since the first day I watched a very famous commercil on the tv (at least it is really famous here in Italy) I am always so f*****g scared of eating and chewing those chewing gums!It was not sufficient that my friend bugged me with the name “vigorsol” because of my nipples ( a bit big saying the truth)… but now it’s becoming a seriuos fear!

Our dear ounty TV, already gave us this commercial, so the fear of eatingone of these vigorsol and giving some “air”, doing the same as Cippi does (I found out that this lovely squirrel is named so) was big….but it was not enough!NO!

Now we have also this other one:

Now you could easily understand that I am always so scared of eating one of those gums, especially when I’m with other persons! Many and many questions crowd my had…”What if I make some gas eating this, and I turn them in ice-creams?!”…and others I omit being a polite guy!

Bu my humble proposal is: Why don’t we give several packs of these gums to Firemen so that they can save water (already really few in the world) and use their ass to save the hearth from the fire?!

Seriously speaking…CONGRATULATIONS to the creators of the sports! They are so hilarious!

…I can’t be there!It’s a bit sad this situation! Coz of job, coz of university and stuff like that I never am able to book my trip there before prices get too high! It’s since my last “Irish year” I don’t come back to My old and dear Dublin! But next year…no excuses!I’ll be there! I can still remember the joy of those days!(I had a flat in Parnell St. West, at the corner with O’ Connell St). Hangin’ in the streets with my friends, watching the parades, dressing in green, listening to that marvellous irish music and…of course…getting drunk!hehehe!It was nice…really nice!I miss Irelend…I miss my Irish life! … why don’t I come back then? (you might ask me)… well, here I’ve got too much! I’ve got my sweet boyfriend, university, friends, a job, …. but I still hope to come back there…a day! What do you think honey?

Once again they caught me! Well…dont’ you worry guys I killed no one, (even though I’d have some ideas about a murder or two), but a friend of mine, made some nominations for a chain-game…so I have to do the same!

Dear ketty, as I already told you in a comment “potrei odiarti!” (I could hate you) but I don’t! And fix on your dangerous mind that I don’t like those kind of “group games” (at least keep the secret for yourself!)By the way… without sayn’ too many words…I show you the game!

What If you were….

1. a movie?
   uhm… Tristan of “Tristan and Isolde”
2. a spray?
   a parfume…really fresh and sparkling!
   
3. a part of the body?
   uhm…eyes! To watch deeply in humans’ souls!
4. something lent?
   surely dance shoes!
   
5. house suplly?
   vacuum….I hate powder!
6. something in your bathroom?
   the fluch! ehehe…for an instant wave of freshness!
7. an object?
   a drower for documents.
   
8. something in the road?
   I street light like the the ones used during 1800!
9. a natural element?
   fresh water
   
10. a drug?
    Uhm…a really heavy one!
    

I made my nominations…but they were all for italian bloggers….but….here my nomination is YOU! yes you! and…. Kevin Holler….and AlgarveGayBlog!

How to do it?

Copy and past the 10 questions in your comment….answer them and nominate 3 friends of yours…. I’m sure you will enjoy! And if you don’t do it…. 10 unlucky years! ehehehehe

It’s up to you! game or unlucky years?

OMG! You can’t think about my last night! I went clubbing with some friends of mine and my lovely boyfriend…but the danger was hidden at the corner! As you know here in Italy it’s the International day of women on 8th March. We went to a pub hoping not to find too many horny and mad women…but we had to que for about 1 hour coz of the huge amount of girls, ladies, and various “desperate housewives” outside there! I just ask my self: Do you feel women just during this day?

Whish you were there to see! It was a group of girls, ladies, women of different ages. Dressed up like christmas trees out of season and ready to dance and walk and act as if they were too fat and too low “top-models”! You should see them! When (on this day) they go to a restaurant or to an organized party (just for women) they do the best of worse they could ever do! They try to undress those poor amd young waiters leaving them just after they were able to do what they wanted! Then you see those guys going away half naked! And how not to talk about those streap-teases of muscolar and good looking guys! Shame! Maybe it’s alla because those poor ladies are really “desperate housewives”, bcoz they have hairy, fat and short d*c**d husbands, or bcoz during the rest of the year those women are absolutely horrible….they just profit of this day to do whatever they want! I ask: Do you feel women even when it’s not the 8th of march? You should always be goodlooking ladies!! It just seems to me that we lost the pure meaning of this festivity to gain a new one….the one tourning aroun money! But this…is just my point of view…