Who is Bugo? Boh, in reality it is difficult to try to explain who Cristian Bugatti is, class 1974, in art Bugo, to whom doesn't know him and he has never had occasions to come upon him in his sound. I have decided to devote a post of this blog to him, because for a certain period in past he has belonged to my life in the sense that its cd were always my reader and they accompanied me in the absurd and usual days of this strange life.
Bugo is so, once that it enters you the ears, once that you begin to familiarize with his/her hoarse voice, with his texts “beckettiani” full of not sense, full of sentences ever discounted, those that really you don't wait yourself, it is difficult to do to of it less.
Is Bugo a poet of our days, a contemporary poet, of accursed it has well few, has rather all the lines of the modern man, with all of his/her limits and his/her defects, does the man that needs the gel for the hair as Linus need his/her blue cover, the man that is killed of job and you/he/she finds to house to wait him/it for the bad teacher television.
Bugo is a friend, here thing is and who is, is it the friend, the neighbor of the door nearby, that to which to knock for asking the sugar when you/he/she is finished in dispensation, that that when you look at him/it you cannot make to less less than think "but is there or does it do us?"
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