imagine that running a bar is not small thing - as more or less whatever they choose to do with the aim of arriving at the end of the month (except for teachers of Australian surfing and notaries ). And many owners of bars
reading what is written above, you probably can not wait to give a hand to me or any Milan outraged - to see what a disaster we can combine.
the main argument is that if the bar side begins to be clever, or do the smart or too close in three months. Neoliberalism
-counter short - but curiously not attechisce in much of the rest of Europe, where often the bar seem to actually formulate a plan / dream of those who have put in place.
Music, for me is not necessarily secondary, is an excellent field of analysis: in major European cities and beyond, who runs the place decide what notes should invade the place - whether it's Wagner, reggae music or neomelodica Bavarian. This should not surprise: in the past to put via soldi per metterlo in piedi, passati a sognare e progettare, ci sarà stata pure una sera in cui avrai detto al tuo compagno di sogni e poi metteremo la musica che vorremo noi e la gente verrà per ascoltarla e alla mattina ci sarà Schubert e a pranzo Satie e alla sera Donald Fagen e non ci sarà un altro bar con la musica uguale .
Bene, a Milano non accade nulla del genere.
Il novantotto per cento dei bar (la percentuale è figlia del mio ingiustificato ottimismo, non della mia esperienza che direbbe cento) ha semplicemente la radio.
E non, che so, una delle diecimila ottime webradio che si possono trovare in giro: no, la radio italiana - quell'esperienza orribile e offensiva che mette in rapida sequenza hours and hours of advertising to other advertising, interspersed with the successes of 1989 and speakers happy to not know what to say and words about issues that do not want to know anything occasionally talking on the phone with people who simply want to greet those at home.
And you, after all the effort you made to put on your bar, you can not help but turn on the radio, forcing those who drink coffee attack without regard to sales of machines, coffee, insurance, and satellite music shit, persistently excited to jingle, to the common places that already bars are full, the initials and news agencies on what thrives and what does not that always start to think .
Tragedy is that the bar of what it tries to be clever ten feet away, it is exactly the same.
ever see that if I put a little 'decent music, or if you simply put into play, people began to come to swallow your sandwiches - whatever you put us in, you make us any ridge above.
want to see that you are not smart neither you nor the next.
PS: yesterday I was drinking a vodka lemon in Bologna so big in a little pub with bunks and books from the groom and happy people. And in the background, but not that much, there was Nick Cave. And then something else decided by someone else. By someone, not by the interests of a publishing group, or those who buy advertising time for cookies or marie de Filippi or mobsters disguised as realistic or simply by the dumb and just curious. In short, you can do.
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