Happily ever after. 
There are some episodes that only, leaving him with a concussion and a hopelessness such as to highlight the paucity of their lives, whole or present it. They have an intensity so high it will be necessary, bringing myself to a possible greed and no less to a concrete dependence on second viewing immediately. They are meant to be magic, to manifest the dream of those who come to this concert of music, words and images of those who are looking around for weeks that the exact result at the end of episode, with all the variables and constants of the case, with amazement on his face at the end of second, by which time, even today, some people forget this in terms of a presumed knowledge and passed off as too mature. Hand in hand with reality, less shiny, however, comes the summer or warm weather after the frost of some introductions in the dark, and it does according to his ways and his typical colors, even by their scents imaginable here shrouded in mystery unrolls like a carpet rich purple (re) solutions or at least clues, always and only boundary of the irresistible charm of a magic box. Not only more meetings "accidental" , but memories and even evidence that the destiny is one, even for those who tried to escape only to postpone the appointment ended. This chapter ends with the best story ever written, with the expectation of a new task in the hands of those who already own when he used to save the world by pressing a button. With the same appearances concludes therefore (almost) the exhausting round of time travel, rescue and chased spent part of a man whose final promises to be unprecedented, comprehensive and still full of nostalgia. Now running out, more affectionate than ever, low to the last tremor.
Music by: Michael Giacchino
Photo by: ABC
My big white, o anche l'anno del nevone. 
is melting all around me. Died with the advent of an entire season of mild weather and my departure, there is no white on the cover and overhanging balcony space. Needless to say, there, in the middle, it was just better, stationary in the true sense of the word, to feel just as lonely and aged immersed himself in the notorious and much sought-after great white. The latter, more than a simple environment, is itself a collection of temperature, music and visions going to create the perfect atmosphere for myself, found exclusively in special places, never hostile, where just the top cover in order to find themselves, once the cold, lost the habit for a short jacket that inevitably comes up. It 'was the year of nevone, an unusual year, absent for decades and decades probably hard as I could so as to force a double or even triple covering home, but with that enviable reintroduce the gray time these days, crowded during rush hour and after five disturbing. Extensive notes plucked the dulcimer, thawed and torment league ready, these were the accompaniments of glacial hours post-shower, when otherwise flowing warm Italian-Swedish production recorded in the Balearics, the latest style, exit number three, at least as exquisite and ephemeral excluded ' My Way ', between the tracks at the counter probably the second on the podium. There remains only the memory of it all goodbye with his hand while the winter from a plane, coming in who knows which ambiguous and ambivalent habitat, dirt to be washed every day without being able to avoid the difficulty of mirror and recognize different, unable to act according to spontaneity. Nice catch.
Music by: jj , Roggy Luciano
Photo by: Cats Five
Tons of friends. 
Take the last of halving Crookers and thinning is good and right thing to get the album of the summer, the Italian duo debut aged less exalted with all the tracks are supported by an unbelievably artists tonne of distinguished guests and friends. The cut, the end of the instantaneous recycling ' Remedy', is due all'insipidezza of tracks belonging to the second half of this flow, tasted here and there in the past, or most likely value of the collaboration of the first dozen miss the next hit. What are these names? Running in the network do not know how, and, after a long wait, check with your ears all right if it satisfies. The Soulwax to give away, and crème Kelis dell'rnb last year to follow, but especially the return of Roisin Murphy , away from the limelight for years, and the discovery Rye Rye who sincerely on my cleave the ass to all of them (including MIA and Uffie). The latter, of the same age as myself, the flow rather than aggressive, singing hip-hop changed on the basis of a that, still in progress, changes in dubstep bomb had not realized how much I miss those two like them certain sounds of the moment: a crown for the queen of the combinations. The more or less the same happens with the doll Irish unmistakable flavor in a mash like this: 'Hold Up Your Head ' and even more ' Royal T' (with dizzying synth and vocal), retro raise current, paid care with sound evidence to the contrary in the show turned into dj-set, very unusual for a star like that. With the addition of a base "stolen" and prepared in French Yelle, the recovery of ' Put Your Hands On Me ' and the contribution of our national Dargen D'Amico (including the bonus track smash), the already hard enough to everyone, and yet so on and so forth, but a further list (negative) would be quite useless. What makes and do not see is actually the optimal mix that, like the sound made it clear and clean from their infancy, makes a product like this far outweighs any business found by (alleged) claims underground. Quell'acerba enough reneged in its entirety and is therefore already fully digested after a regular weekend dependence listening. The verdict is a great figure for which we can be proud just to read the tracklist. Italians do it better.
Music by: Crookers
Photo by: Danxzen
Dr. Linus. 
If, among those missing, there is the character able to revive the fortunes of a series gone wrong after a perfect beginning and inevitable, that's Benjamin Linus, fattened and maimed a certain ferocity affected by the feelings this time, if the island had left. The act thus manifests itself in the form of redemption, achieved through the double escape from the ruthless order of preference only to itself: on one side with the ransom to save his life and bright future of Alex, the other with the choice ( never unconditional) to antagonize the source of all evil, and many other predators have easy success. Dr. Linus would be really great figure, with his kind words for each welcome, with its delusions of every man who has been given for winning, sad and funny at the same time, with heavy care, barely tolerable but inescapable, a personality that only begins when to be reflected in that of real regret, finally agreed and made the other one to (almost) all respects. The skill, however, lies elsewhere, or better in many Skips. E 'unassailable and monumental fact the yield of all that once again stunned me and anyone else who receives real cold when the final notes touch the soul and evoking memories, now the big ending, the succession of all that was so amounts to nothing, in all its exclusivity as it is simply disarming. At the turning point waiting, imagined spasmodic, pays for itself in a slow and short of exhaustion, the intensity of which escapes from under discussion, featuring security as far back as the beginning. So these are the last legs, and I have to get used to it more than acceptable. So, this way I hope and I intend to return on time with synchronous resonance free to express the next, and counted, events, with the hope that continues on the current line. Redeemed is Linus, Linus is one of us.
Music by: Michael Giacchino
Photo by: ABC
