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Sat. July 13, 2019: Metalliferous Hills Jug Band live @ Bar Polo, Punta Ala, Tuscany

After their first Spring event in Punta Ala, Tuscany, on April 28, the Metalliferous Hills Jug Band (Jug Band dalle Colline Metallifere or JBCM) will be back in the famous location for a Summer gig.

The JBCM in Ludwigsburg, Germany, June 1, 2019

The collective has recently returned from a kaleidoscopic tour in Germany and Politecnico di Milano and is in a very active phase, planning new geomusical events and mixing them with international connections, bridging Southern Tuscany, The Netherlands, and Hungary (as an example).

Come and visit us between 7PM and 11PM at Bar Polo, via Dogana, Punta Ala on Saturday, July 13, 2019. The live part of the performance will be partly before dinner, and partly after dinner, with our combination of rock-blues, sensors, maps, and other items related to our territory.

Alessio Ricci (left) and Dario Canal (right)

On this round we will host Alessio Ricci on electric guitars, often jamming together with us (especially in his Amish from Jack White project with Dario).

Looking forward to see you, with a background of On the road again, and mezzogiorno di grano!

For more information: jugbandcm@pibinko.org or +393317539228

The event is sponsored by Associazione Comunità di Punta Ala (please see their July 2019 calendar for more events by the association)

Renzo Rosso with the Metalliferous Hills Jug Band

Now that we recovered the “jet lag” following our mission to Germany, we can start to tidy up the documentation that we collected during our trip.

Here is a cameo by Renzo Rosso, Hydraulic and Maritime Constructions and Hydrology professor at Politecnico di Milano (also MS and PhD tutor for Jack o’Malley), who came to visit the JBCM for a moment of artistic exchange. On one side Renzo Rosso and his CD “Children of a Lesser River“, on the other side the inter-generational, international, geomusical collective. This was on May 30, 2019, around 5.30PM.

As a musical enticement, for a hydrology master we proposed our cover of “When the Levee Breaks” by Led Zeppelin. Simone and Renzo also had some debate on electric guitars. Some of you may also note a correlation between characters with and without hat.

Livin’ Milano

Livin’ Milano – first version circa 1991. Third version (with the last part changed): October 2018

di Andrea Giacomelli / pibinko / Jack o’Malley

Blues in E

Mi La Mi

You live in Milano – the air is bad for your nose

La Mi

You live in Milano – the air is bad for your nose

Si

but let me tell you something baby

La Mi

you live in Milano you know how it goes

Mi – fisso

Monday morning – you get on the bus

You go to work in the same old fuss

Friday evening – a couple of beers

Mi7

You don’t see no women – and that has been going on for years

La Mi

but you’re living in Milano – the most beautiful town on the Earth

Si La Mi

You live in goddamned old Milano – but you don’t know what that is worth

Hey Baby, don’t you realize

you’re breathing shit, I ain’t tellin’ no lies

You are just sinking in that pool of regret

people call Milano, don’t you ever forget

but you’re living in Milano – the most beautiful town on the Earth

You live in goddamned old Milano – but you don’t know what that is worth

So girls, that’s how the story goes

I got out of town, it’s improving my nose

You wanna meet us, we’re up here in the hills

or we can come to Milano, but you’ve gotta pay the bills

…….

Adattamento in italiano:

Adaptation to Italian

Tu vivi a Milano – l’aria lì fa male al naso

Tu vivi a Milano – l’aria lì fa male al naso

Ma sai te ne dico una, bella

tu vivi a Milano e non sei lì per caso

E’ la mattina, di lunedì

vai là in ufficio, e ti pare un sacrificio

Venerdì sera – due birre con gli amici

Di donne nun c’è ombra, ti dedichi alla bici

ma tu vivi lì a Milano, la più bella città del pianeta

stai in questo cazzo di Milano, perché te l’ha detto il tuo profeta

Oh ragazzi, non vi rendete conto

respirate gas, non vi faccio lo sconto

lì nelle sabbie –– mobili di rimpianti

che chiamano Milano, e vi vedo, siete tanti

RIT

Via ragazze –– qui le storie son finite

Son partito da Milano, mi è passata la rinite

Per entrare in confidenza, dài venite giù in collina

O se no si vien su noi, a veder la Madonnina