.......BRAVOOOOO.........

               
Have you ever heard the very first Big Luciano's debut role ??? Yes, the huge tenor(I mean huge in voice)! Yesterday was such an horrible day for me: I don't know what happened but something triggered in me an hidden feeling of anger that paralyzed me all day long! I couldn't do anything until evening! 
Sooooo I went to youtube trying to find something that I like and I started comparing some opera arias with different singers and lucky me, I founded a beautiful, astonish and breathless Luciano on his first debut: Boheme of Puccini. Obviously he was Rodolfo(I know, sometimes it's better to repeat maybe someone left a piece.. :)
If you listen this aria, and I'm saying "listen" not "heard", it happens a strange thing: when he reaches the  high DO(C) you can remain empty, you can feel the leak of something. It's an oxymoron but it's real!
Anyway in this particular piece, at this age, Pavarotti is unreachable..even  Nicolai Gedda turns pale. There's a phrasing truly realistic, an excellent technique and a blare of the voice of the young tenor.
Tasting to believe!

a "normal" afternoon nap

Ok! Don't worry C. It's your first time!ahhhhhahhrr
Ok stay calm...breath...breath.
I just woke up with the heart beating super fast, now what...again?? yes, again a nightmare:

I was laughing with my old schoolmates in a completely unknown school(strange because I don't hear anything about them for six years) when I felt that something is going wrong from the room next to me. It was a classic study room with the wood on the walls and a wood desk with the green leather on top, and there were 2 people making sex really loud..he yelled as if he had an heart attack and the girl too!! oh come on..I felt obligated to rescue him..in that moment I've thought about the forensic medicine course when the professor said that if you don't prevent something that the low prescribes to do is like you had committed yourself and something about the wrongful death-i'm not really brave all in all- anyway I saw him on the floor, cyanotic and breathless so I started putting my hands on his chest but he started laughing loud and looking me with flamed eyes....ehhhhhhhh it's a joke...I yelled at him so hard that he developed a tachycardia freaking fast and the first thing I did was to put two fingers in his eyes to decrease his pressure!! I woke up with a theatrically gesture of my left arm with my heart pumping and my mood low.
The question is: if I want to sleep because the daystuding of pathologic anatomy is very tiring, why I just can't dream anything without medicine inside????

Ok..I'll make a tea and I restart to study...stupid student situation