“ This Strade Blu thing has gone on long enough. I am doing everything I can to stop it by showing up there every year like a plague. Nestled in a secret part of the countryside with enough splendor to choke a tuscan, it remains a bright point of severe sonic high life in the dark stranglehold of this planet and all its confounding spoinks. It is a source of yippity not unlike anywhere else. If you can handle more music then you can handle, then go and be so anointed. If you’d rather disembowel the emotions of your own heart, then by all means, this festival has been duly appointed to facilitate
