I'm Tired Bored by Dreams - BadPeople - CrazyFamily (performance voice electronics song, suicide) --->(LookALL & after Click Here!)

Bad People Bad Family

Yes. I'm sure. I'm tired and bored by dreams ... Yesterday. Today. Tomorrow ... Yesterday again yesterday

Yesterday again yesterday Yesterday again yesterday Yesterday again yesterday
I'll not be here tomorrow. And when you cry, tomorrow will be too late for us 

When you cry when you cry when you cry

Yes. I'm sure. I'm tired and bored by my dreams ... Yesterday. Today. Tomorrow ... 

Yesterday again yesterday Yesterday again yesterday Yesterday again yesterday

I'm tired and bored of being loved by your emptiness and your absenceMy heart is dead My brain is alive My cock is dead in empty cold words

Yesterday again yesterday Yesterday again yesterday Yesterday again yesterday

Yes. I'm sure. I'm tired and bored by dreams ... Yesterday. Today. Tomorrow ...

But, I don't die for your nonsense, because because because 

Yes. I'm sure. I'm tired and bored by  (my)dreams ...

(a Short-Story Of My Tragedy Circumstance. In My Home)

I would kill, mother & father and myself. But. I love my mother. 

But  I love my father. But I love my sucidail brother.

But I love myself. Maybe

What do you believe? Eh?! Do you think that I'm a stupid man...(?)I say to you I say to you I say to you - You are indeed a fool without feeling and with a lot of badness!

You are an inhuman ignorant. You are a Beast. Beast. Beast.

You don't have a good brain 

You have only power of money with my art 

You're nothing nothing nothing. 

You're not the truth. 

Tomorrow you die like me. Tomorrow you die like me. Tomorrow you die like me. You're not a eternal human. Not

I don't  die for your nonsense

I'm a naked man, at at at you without the "Bad People Crazy Family"

Nniet B.: voice, electronics, words, shots, images, poem made to measure for performance + video art

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Cattiva Gente Cattiva Famiglia

Ieri ancora ieri. Ieri ancora ieri. Ieri ancora ieri

Si. Certo. Sono  stanco e annoiato dai (miei) sogni... Ieri . Oggi. Domani... 

Iieri ancora Ieri Ieri ancora Ieri Ieri ancora Ieri

Domani non sarò qui. 

E quando tu piangi domani, sarà troppo tardi per noi

Sono stanco e annoiato di essere amato dal vuoto della tua assenza

Il mio cuore è morto Il mio cervello è vivo Il mio cazzo è morto nelle fredde parole

Ma io, non muoio. Non muoio per le tue sciocchezze, perché...

Si. Sono certo. Sono stanco e annoiato dai (miei)sogni...

(Un Breve Racconto Tragico Di Circostanza. Nella Mia Casa)

Vorrei uccidere, madre & padre e me stesso. Ma 

amo mia madre. amo mio padre. amo mio fratello suicida. Ma...

- Cosa Credi? Eh?! Che io sia un uomo stupido... Eh!

Dico: (3) - Sei davvero sciocco senza sensibilità e cattiveria!

Sei disumano ignorante. Sei una Bestia. Bestia. Bestia.

Non hai intelligenza. Non hai. Non hai. Non hai. 

Hai solo potere del denaro con la mia arte. Non sei niente. 

Niente. Niente. Niente. 

Non sei. E domani muori come me. E domani muori come me. E domani muori come me. Eh eh! 

Non sei eterno! No.

Ma io non muoio per le tue sciocchezze

Sono un uomo nudo......nudo senza la "cattiva gente folle famiglia"

my passion-tie

Please Please Please excuse me Jesus, Please Please Please Jesus excuse me please Jesus don't cry for me

Excuse me Jesus Please Please Please don't cry for me don't cry for me me me Please Please Please

Oh Jesus please don't save me Jesus Please Please Please don't save me Excuse me

         

Nniet Brovdi : Red-Tie, images, words
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HAMLET DRUNK I have a lamp

OUT FROM THE LINE-HAMLET DRUNK (of this silly world)

I'm locked in my room. I'm locked in the bar. I'm drunk I'm drunk I'm drunk I'm drunk I'm drunk I'm drunk I'm drunk (number 7) and my mind is out is out is out is out! My mind is good, good, good. You are an inhumane. You're not anything!You're nothing if you're liar in this world.

I have a light. I have a light. I have a light. 

I have a lamp that illumines my Mind...Your stupid mind

Now. I say: Fuck you, your lies in this rotten and smelly world.ddddddddddddddddddd

God did not light. The world has no light. I'm the light 

I'm Heaven in the night

I'm Heaven in the night

I'm Heaven in the night

(c)Minimal Production XH Nniet B.: Self-Portrait in Bar, images, words, performer,...work in progress, made to measure for Physical Theater

Winter-Hope

I'm going back home
I have a home
Here, There. In this place. In that place. I don't care
In my home  there is silence and hope at the end of winter
I can grow flowers of patience
then I can paint, sing, music, write. Forget the places
Here, There. In this place. In that place. I don't care
I'm going back home
Forget the places Forget the places Forget the places
(copyright Minimal Production XH. Nniet B.: images, holy book, body, words)

Torno a casa
Una casa ce l'ho
Qui, Lì. In questo luogo. In quel luogo.Non mi importa.
Nella mia casa dove c'è il silenzio e la speranza della fine dell'inverno
Io posso coltivare i fiori della pazienza
e poi posso dipingere, cantare, musicare, scrivere . Dimenticare i luoghi
Qui, Lì. In questo luogo. In quel luogo. Non mi importa.
Torno a casa 
Dimenticare i luoghi(3v)

PASSAGE/NO Empty Words For Me

PASSAGE/NO Empty Words For Me (Please Please Please)

We, since we live as ghosts in two parallel worlds,
Our virtual words are stupid
Words in rotten air.These words, delude us, ourselves for a liar-life
I'm not a virtual machine at the service of stupid people
I'm a virtual machine when I want to be just alone. And I think.I laugh.I breath.
I fuck your useless, loving words, because they are, lies in your mind
If you are able, fuck my life
Fuck my wife, my Son, my Dad, my

Mom, my Brother, my Lover that I didn't
Fuck my life
Our virtual words are stupid

I don't live here anymore

This is a PASSAGE

The spirit is made to measure for the Saints
The flesh is made to measure for the people
The spirit and the body, are made to measure for humans

I'm.(Bad & Good)
PARDON MY HEART
(Nniet Brovdi: Short story, Ghost Performer, Ghost Human, Words, Images, shots, electronics Acustic Mute-Music-Sound)

Niente Vuote Parole Per Me

Noi, da quando viviamo come fantasmi in due mondi paralleli
Le nostre, sono stupide parole-virtuali
Parole nella putrida aria. Queste parole ci illudono per una falsa-vita
Io non sono una macchina virtuale al servizio degli stupidi
Io sono una macchina virtuale quando voglio stare solo. E io penso. Io rido. Io respiro.
Io fotto le tue inutili, amorevoli parole, perché sono bugie nella tua mente
Se tu sei capace, fotti la mia vita
Fotti mia moglie, mio padre, mia madre, mio fratello, l'amore che non ho
Fotti la mia vita
Le nostre, sono stupide parole virtuali

Io non vivo più qui Questo è un PASSAGGIO

Lo Spirito è fatto a misura per i Santi
La carne è fatta a misura per gli uomini
Lo Spirito e il Corpo, sono fatti a misura per gli umani
Io (Buono & cattivo)
PARDON MY HEART

Nniet In City Rome. Why? (Alcoholic Bar)

"Now I'm in City Rome." Why?

Maybe it's a mystery that I 'm here.But I'm here and I'm not there eh eh!I love this wonderful World. I love your soul. I love your brain. I love your heart. I love your sensual Body.

I don't Love me, but I love you in this strange World. I'm not Sad, but , I'm Bad Man when you dream.

FUCK MY DREAMS. FUCK MY HAPPY & SAD DREAM. OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOh. Eh Eh! I'm in City-Rome. Why?

Maybe it's a mystery that I 'm here.But I'm here and I'm not there eh eh! I'm don't have my Land. I'm don't have my World. I've the love for you. Just little, Just little, Just little BiT.LISTEN TO MY HEART BEAT..."

 Nniet Brovdi in City- Rome (Alcoholic Bar)

 Copyright Minimal Production XH from "NO TEARS FOR ME" (NNB :words, poem, performance in Alcohlic Bar, Future songs, theater & music-video) work in progress sssssssssssssssh!- self-out-shots............ME

The Circle Of The Brain - Song for Me (part 01)

My Big Crazy Party 01 02 03 00 zero zero zero , ONE....go!

I'm the fool kid who plays  in the circle of the brain.
                               the circle of the brain
                               the circle of the brain

The thoughts  round & round

These are the games of the bad kids  
ehi ehi kids-men
ehi ehi kids-men 
ehi ehi kids-men 

 Fuck your last dreams 

They have taken, many parts of their brain
Brains, have them fondled, raped them, have them destroyed

These are the games of the bad kids  
ehi ehi kids-men
ehi ehi kids-men 
ehi ehi kids-men 

 Fuck your last dreams 

Nothing is like before
Nothing works in this box-brain
Only the soul was right
And also God, hurts and laughs at us

 Fuck your last dreams

I'm the fool kid who plays  in the circle of the brain.
                               the circle of the brain
                               the circle of the brain

And I laugh about God And I laugh about God And I laugh about God

We laugh about illusions We laugh about dreams We laugh about the deceptions
We laugh, not to die.

I'm the fool kid who plays in the circle of the brain.

 Fuck your last dreams Fuck your last dreams Fuck your last dreams 03-03-03

Now comes My Big Crazy Party (made to measure for silly kids)

(Nniet Brovdi: Words, voice, clarinet, piano solo, voice, electronics, noises, performer- part I Made to Measure for BAD KIDS...oh! love you... NNB: images)
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