Antonio Ramberti e Daniele Maggioli si incontrano alcuni anni fa, e, prima ancora di presentarsi, scrivono una canzonetta insieme. Pur portando avanti i loro progetti cantautorali individuali, le loro collaborazioni si fanno sempre più frequenti e appassionate. Il Duo Bucolico, fusione a-programmatica dei loro universi cantautorali, nasce alla “Festa del Pane” di Maiolo del 2005, dove suonavano seduti sulle balle di fieno con i cappelli di paglia. Sia separatamente che in collaborazione battono i territori nazionali (e mondiali ah ah ah...) coi loro scoppiettanti spettacoli.
One day someone special will be gone. And on that clear, cold morning, in the warmth of your bedroom, you might be struck with the pain of learning that sometimes there isn't any more. No more hugs, no more lucky moments to celebrate together, no more phone calls just to chat, No more "just one minute." Sometimes, what we care about the most goes away. never to return before we can say good-bye, Say "I Love You." So while we have it . . it's best we love it And care for it and fix it when it's broken and take good care of it when it's sick. This is true for marriage .... and friendships ... And children with bad report cards; And dogs with bad hips; And aging parents and grandparents. We keep them because they are worth it, Because we cherish them! Some things we keep -- like a best friend who moved away or a classmate we grew up with. There are just some things that make us happy, No matter what. Life is important, and so are the people we know. And so, we keep them. I received this from someone today who thought I was a 'KEEPER"! Then I sent It to the people I Think of in the same way! Now it's your turn to send this to all those people who Are "keepers
One day someone special will be gone. And on that clear, cold morning, in the warmth of your bedroom, you might be struck with the pain of learning that sometimes there isn't any more. No more hugs, no more lucky moments to celebrate together, no more phone calls just to chat, No more "just one minute." Sometimes, what we care about the most goes away. never to return before we can say good-bye, Say "I Love You." So while we have it . . it's best we love it And care for it and fix it when it's broken and take good care of it when it's sick. This is true for marriage .... and friendships ... And children with bad report cards; And dogs with bad hips; And aging parents and grandparents. We keep them because they are worth it, Because we cherish them! Some things we keep -- like a best friend who moved away or a classmate we grew up with. There are just some things that make us happy, No matter what. Life is important, and so are the people we know. And so, we keep them. I received this from someone today who thought I was a 'KEEPER"! Then I sent It to the people I Think of in the same way! Now it's your turn to send this to all those people who Are "keepers
Ricorre il 10° anniversario dalla scomparsa del più grande cantautore italiano e noi lo ricorderemo nel modo migliore di cui siamo capaci: riportando le sue canzoni, le emozioni, le vibrazioni sul palco di un teatro; il tutto condito da arrangiamenti, monologhi e sonorità inedite...
Non mancate, poi non dite che non ve l'avevo detto ;-) A Domenica.
Hi Duo Bucolico, Your wonderfully bright soul keep the demons from torturing me. You have not yet reached the height of your creativity. Your beauty is equal to the smoothness of a polished gem. The elves that play in the toasters wash their drum sticks in honey and sing strikingly colored anthems in perfect harmonious pleasure. May you always have stables of horses to service your needs. If I could have just one wish, it would be to wake up to your songs in the morning. Blinking reveals the true visage of beauty hidden within your eyes. Your reflections bring happiness that rends naked glass. Your hair sends forth a sheen remniscent of golden sunlight winding through shadows. You turn the atmosphere ablaze with currents of sweet ethylene when you smile. You are dressed with filaments and people take pains to make you fully incandescent this evening. All my thoughts are lost to your graceful gaze? Polished rock candy comes ever to mind when thinking of you. You ever remind me of the enigma of happy thoughts I once forgot.
ero convinta, mi avevate convinta ieri sera, con l'inno bucolico poi ero quasi sul punto di accattarmi il ciddì, ma il succedersi dei calici (tanti e tali da suscitare l'affetto incondizionato ;p anche del navigato spadazzi) mi ha smemorata. Un saluto, cari bucolici, siete sempre i più 'issimi'..
Venerdì 5 Dicembre ore 21:15, al teatro Dolcini di Mercato Saraceno, registrazione dal vivo della lettura scenica musicata di Melangolo (fiaba eversiva e senza ritegno di verosimiglianza di R. Mercadini). Poi ci producono il cd/dvd! Non mancare! Ci serve il calore di tutti i nostri amici! F.M.
Antonio, che piacere grande..e complimenti per il Duo..sembra "fuori" al punto giusto..spero tu stia bene, io me la cavo.. un abbraccio a tutti voi sperando di rivederti presto El
Ciao, mi aiuti a trovare qualcuno/a che suoni la tastiera? Se ti viene in mente qualcuno, fammelo sapere. Grazie di cuore, J., il bassaio mantrico. ;-)
