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[nanadisagioacustico]

Saluti dell'autostrada adriaticà (leggetelo con accento francese e la "evve"). Grazie a Ezio,Elisa e a tutti gli altri e le altre che ieri erano presenti al Sole e Baleno. Suonare in acustico di fronte persone , quando nemmeno il muro del suono è a fare da barriera fa paura ma è meraviglioso allo stesso tempo. Modena tonight, lambrusco kids on the road. In the pic: a truck on the highway trying to say to Giz and I that we are very cute! Che carini in Italian means "how cute!" #autostrada #highway #soleebaleno #cesena #nana #folkpunk #giz #anarchofolk #folk #punkrock #tour #tourlife #modena #ligera

[nanadisagioacustico]

E la prima tappa del tour con Già è andata! Grazie a tutti quelli che sono venuti a Ned ieri, che hanno riso e parlato di strani generi musicali con me. Grazie anche ai ragazzi di Ned per averci ospitato e fatto sentire a casa! Nella foto gentaglia di Roma e Pescara ♡ FIRST DAY OF TOUR IS WAS OK. KIDDING, IT WAS GREAT 💙 #tourilife #friends #gizmedium #nana #folk #folkpunk #anarchofolk #punkrock #diy #ned #psm (at Rome, Italy)

[asskickatron]

Lynched "Grafton Street"

[7plyskate-blog-blog]

Seeing Erik Peterson in Philly July 5th, should be amazing.

[freszisaportal-blog]

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so we packed our bags, said "sure we got a long way to drive--" doesn't seem so far tonight. And the firetrucks and ambulances interrupt our peaceful naps that we take in the backs of truckstops in the grass. And we read the signs in the truckstops and the halls of our old high schools/they don't mean much--but i guess that they mean enough for us to pay attention. and i wanted you like a deer caught in high beams/like broken down (broken down) rhyme schemes. I counted time in highway lines and cigarettes and quarters spent on phone calls that go direct to answering machines. (chorus). And i'm trying to find home, but where is that? is it the place where i can rest my bones, or the place where you first caressed my bones or where there's no telephone. And you ran your fingers down my spine like electric powerlines, your profile stared at the stars, silhouetted by passing cars. And i said let's hitch a ride, but you said no, let us stay a while. it's nice out tonight...and our bodies are tangled my mind is mangled and you can't help me tonight. (chorus)