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Non toccateci i LOST! << Stop! alla Stalker! >>
Siete venuti a conoscenza che una vecchia megera di 30'anni perseguita i Lost mandando lettere minaccianti ad ogni singolo membro della Band? Questa si ritrova d'appertutto, a tutti i concerti, in tutti i bar dove i Lost mettono piede. Li pedina fino in Hotel, si accampa fuori per attirare l'attenzione. E per cosa? Per colpa sua ci rimettiamo tutte le fans. I Lost dicono che si allontaneranno anche dalle fans meno scalmanate. Quà riportiamo un'intervista dove Walter e compagni parlano dell'accaduto:
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"Non c'è piazza o negozio di dischi che non venga preso d'assalto ad ogni loro apparizione . con dei risvolti però inquietanti . I lost sono vittima di Stalking . si quel termine diventato d'uso corrente per troppe ragazze perseguitati da ex-fidanzati ossessionati deve purtroppo declinarsi anche loro : < ora capisco cosa vuol dire essere pedinati 24 ore - racconta walter fontana - leader della band - andare a bere una birra o dormire in una camera d'albergo e trovarsi davanti sempre la stessa persona > Che è una loro seguace , non più ragazzina ma sulla trentina. Che manda loro lettere minacciose in cui chiede <cosa provereste se una vostra fan vi uccidesse ? > Che compare nei pub dei dopo concerto , si piazza davanti al gruppo e si mette a urlare frasi sconnesse : Che se non trova alloggio di fianco al suo idolo si accampa davanti le panchine dell'hotel di turno . < morbosità > non del tutto inedite nella storia del pop , ma alle nostre latitudini suonano assai stonate : < negli ultimi mesi la paura sta crescendo continua Walter - sto raccogliendo prove per poterla denunciare . è un risvolto della popolarità che non avevo preso in considerazione e rischia di farmi cambiare atteggiamento anche verso le altre ( meno pericolose ) fan > Perchè i lost si sono tenuti ben lontani da atteggiamenti divistici di sota : si concedono sempre volentieri per foto e autografi... "
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21st century breakdown born into nixon, i was raised in hell. a welfare child where the teamsters dwelled. the last one born, the first one to run, my dad/town was blind by refinery sun. my generation is zero. i never made it as a working class hero 21st century breakdown I once was lost but never was found. I think I'm losing what's left of my mind. to the 20th century deadline. I was made of poison and blood. Condemnation is what I understood From Mexico to the Berlin Wall Homeland security could kill us all. My generation is zero. I never made it as a working class hero. 21st century breakdown, I once was lost but never was found. I think I'm losing what's left of my mind. to the 20th century deadline. We are the cries of the class of 13 born in the era of humility we are the desperate in the decline raised by the bastards of 1969!!My name is no one, your long lost son Born on the 4th of July raising the bygones of heroes and cons left me for dead or alive There is the war that's inside my head that questions the results and lies While breaking my back til I'm damn near well dead When enough ain't enough to survive. I am an agent, a worker, a pawn my debt to the status quo the scars on my hands are a means to an end it's all that I have to show I'm taking a loan on my sanity for the redemption of my soul well I am exempt from this tragedy and the 21st century fall Praise, Liberty the freedom to obey it's a song that strangles me well, don't cross the line Oh, dream American dream I can't even sleep/see from brainstorms/rainstorms til dawn Oh, bleed America bleed believe what you read from heroes and cons.