Rocking Fiction
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The only important thing for Robert Salvatore is writing. Rock criticism. To an audience of eleven followers - ten, excluding himself.
Moreover, he takes a parked routine. Feels bored at work, but is content with low income. Pushes a discouraged relationship with Valentina. And at thirty, still lives with his mother.
An adultery takes Salvatore from automatic. He questions the world has created for himself. Reinvent his life in the Lollapalooza festival can be the solution.
In the company of insane friends and with his ex-girlfriend on the trail, he goes for a break away. Looking just the frenzy, chronicling the experiences on his blog, 'The Tyranny of contingency'. Beyond a text with soundtrack, Salvatore search from the music an essay about what chance brings.
Amid the journey he faces important choices. The type of decision that forges an adult and reflects throughout life.
A story about relationship and affirmation. Narrative that speaks of dreams and emotions of those who live in twenty-first century, capturing the sound of the great festivals.
"Upbeat mood. Friends together, waiting for a great afternoon of madness. Within hours, the lights will shine the stage. The granulated sky hangs above the crazy and happy crowd. Somehow, being here makes us feel alive, a point outside the daily sultriness. A burst of sound energy and psychotropic substances.
Experiencing a festival is more than seeing a succession of good and bad bands. It is a fraternity of people doing what they love: listen to rock and burst eardrums. Scream choruses, punch the air and play imaginary guitar solos.
Something the next day is just steam in memory. One thing we can't explain what it is for, but keep going.
::
Robert Salvatore"
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