if you have not seen the news today. There is a travel agency in Barcelona, \u200b\u200bmounted by a Czech, who for 50 Leura, send him a stuffed animal, makes a tour of Barcelona, \u200b\u200bmaking him pictures with the sights and rigor, and you get it back. To freak. But the best thing is that in the UK and Japan is a success, I would be.
Traveling abroad is one of my unfinished business, I've only been in Italy, well and in Gibraltar, who is also abroad, or not?. My favorite place is undoubtedly Egypt, then the old Europe. Interestingly I am not attracted too the United States.
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wonders of cities like New York or Las Vegas, but not among my preferences, but the land of Uncle Sam is not among my priorities at the moment, despite having accommodations in Denver. What if I raise serious to go there, it would be a route on Highway 66, or visit places of mythical rock history where those stories have happened like reading or recording, discs that have marked history, although many no longer exist. So riding a Harley or an old cadillac, I'm ready to devour miles.
In New York, would be missed CBGB'S and the Hotel Chelsea, and of course the Fillmore, or at least their new location. Madison also Square Garden, site I visited by more than one disk. The route would follow the USA looking for Hollywood Palladium in LA would visit the Long Beach Arena where Wasp and sing along with Iron Maiden on their Live at the Raw and Live after death, the Roxy, the Ritz that destroyed along with Guns n Roses The Forum, and of course, to take a few shots with Lemmy at the Rainbow. I receive a call, I expect Boston toxic twins, always a pleasure to embrace people of Aerosmith. I get a mail from Detroit, Ted Nugent invited me to hunt a moose, but I prefer to take some burgers and touch me "Cat Scratch Fever." Las Vegas and Graceland would be the perfect place to mount a wedding to the tune of "Love Me Tender", once married again, this time with the blessing of Elvis, delivery to Seattle looking for traces of Hendrix and grunge all the American city that bore them.
The road to the south should go through Alabama, to soak up the roots of Lynyrd Skynyrd, and would travel with them to Atlanta where they recorded the fabled "One more from the road." Lost in south Georgia would be forced stop, wait there Allman Brothers Band with Jessica and Boy Ponny to leave Cincinnati, direct to the Ludlow Garage, to move us with 44 minutes of Mountain Jam. Let the way, I'm catching like the States after all, now we have Texas or Texas, and whichever you prefer, look at my agenda, Stevie Ray Vaughan waits with his Double Trouble, to guide me the way from Houston, where I hope to ZZ Top, to cross Rio Grande, with the three men to rate Fandango.
The road running out, and I'm running out of pasta, beer and gasoline, but first I must necessarily pass through Louisiana. There goes one of the series that got me hooked more lately, "True Blood", with its ornate southern, typical prejudices of society in those parts and anywhere in the world, against those of another faith, creed, race or sexuality . But I have also stuck in the head, the song that sounds at the beginning of each chapter, and do not get it out of my mind more than once, I find myself humming. 
It's "Bad Things", a song by Jace Everett, a country singer born in Indiana, and released their self-titled debut album in 2006, which included this song. But Jace disc, is more than the fame of "Bad Things". Do not believe that Everett is a country singer to use, flirts with blues and rock on many occasions. You belong to that generation that decided the country could play in mainstream radio and reach a broader audience.
Songs like "A little less lonely," "Gold", "That's the kind of love I'm in" with the commercial hook so well coming into this kind of music. There is also room for the emotional "Between a father and a son "and" Half of my mistakes ", focusing on issues more country rock as" Everything I want ", the rock and roll of" I Gotta Have It "and of course the catchy rock and dragged it's" Bad Things ", a subject that strikes me as a relative of Chris Isaak.
I return from my trip to Jace Everett ringing and loud whistling the tune of" Bad Things ": When you came in the air Went out .
There And All Those shadows filled up with Doubt.
I do not know who you think You Are, But
Before the night is through,
I Want to Do Bad Things With You.
I Want to Do Things with you real bad .
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