Bob Corn
ciao, hello... it’s tiziano sgarbi... tizio... bob corn . i live in a littl… Read Full Bio ↴ciao, hello... it’s tiziano sgarbi... tizio... bob corn . i live in a little village in northern italy’s countryside , where i’ve born on november the fifth ninteensixtyeight and where i passed all my life till now.. it’s since nine years than i am involved in the rock music scene, doing different things: organizing shows and festivals, booking tours, driving bands around, running a little label. trying to do these things in a real d.i.y way... music and people in the first row... on this website you can find what i-we are doing and part of what i-we did in the past.. . after some personal things happened, i started to make my own music, writing songs and performing shows, calling my self "bob corn". it was the end of twothousandone... it was something that i had to do. necessary.. . it was even a joke. a serious joke.. . now it’s me : i play simple music lines with an acoustic guitar and sing words about people and love... i like to call my music "sad punk"... in these years i put out two records and played many many gigs all around italy and some shows out of this country, sharing the stage with unknown bands as i am or with my favourite artists (mike watt, calvin johnson, explosions in the sky, karate, sodastream, xiu-xiu, sj esau... many more... yes, i am lucky !). and... i’d like to do it again and again.. . i mean other songs, other records, other shows, other people... so... please, get in touch if you are interested in doing something with me or knowing something more! *taken from http://www.fooltribe.com/bob-corn.htm
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Bob Corn Lyrics
i miss you ""comes a time when it is not more your time on…
Love turns around ""you love the wind you love the wind you love…
My Sweet, We're Bright This is not my town, This is not my weather, This is…
Reds Between Blacks You walk through the people And it seems you're my queen I…