The Sink Was Full Of Fishes

Why?
Why a news apparently worthless,borderly, even obvious if anything ,and certainly something which has nothing to do with my life directly has got this power of ruining my whole day?
Today it's Saturday,a monotone cold grey Saturday of January.The radio speaks at my side, but sadly it has got no chance to draw off my mind from Statistic sheets.I've tried so hard to delay this exam as much as possible, so much that now it stays up in front of me like a million-heads monster,and I have not even the David's infamous catapult against it.
Am I a drama queen?
Sure, but after all, give me a reason for not being so...I turned tired the frequency control, without even look at the led (many years of training made me get a conscious synchronicity between the sliding of the roll under my fingers and the reaching of my favourite radio station ),when...
"News about my kids!!!!"
"My kids" are actually Oasis;better, the two band members who shares the same parents,namely Noel and Liam Gallagher.The speaker was telling about one of their incoming gigs in America,broadcasted by Radio Dimensione Suono,while pointing out that "One of the two brothers has claimed to be in deep need to call it a day and come back in UK for living a normal life"
It's all so typical, it must be the usual Liam's declaration, he wants many kids now (three , four: he might buy them in some groceries maybe?),the little lovely trouble.I don't pay attention to what has been said, well, actually I do... Ehy! Everyone's got just ONE band to love in his life, and Oasis are mine, and I wouldn't separate myself from their cds not even for the whole gold in this planet.Are they just Beatles' clones? Well, who cares...I don't , and I couldn't give a flying pig out if they are pretentious or rude, cos once, at a friend's house, an English guy who was there at him as well made me listen to a B-side of them...
I was in a very delicate state of mind and that song, whose meaning was unclear to my basic English, wel it made me cry, so I asked who was the singer
"Noel Gallagher"That was from Jill, the English guy "He's Oasis' songwriter"and I:"But he sings as well doesn't he..."and he said: "NO"
Then without speaking any further, while in my head was circulating the thought of having always pronounced the writing "oasis" like "òasis" and not "oésis", Jill went to the stereo, he stopped the ballad called "Take Me Away";there was all silence around us.
Thinkin about it today, I have to say it could have looked like a solemn moment:I was staring at Jill, this guy whom Riccardo, our common friend ,was hosting for an Erasmus exchange and the air in the tiny lightless room seemed firm, like solified..no breathing, in that longlasting special instant...
Yeah, that was surely a solemn occasion, if you get what I mean, if I think that was comparable to what I am gonna live in a few days,it really was a trascending atmosphere that one when the cd started again to whirl in its place, giving me time enough for realizing I was thrilled. I was so emotioned, unrationally,till a racous,sexual,involving voice, so strong and yet so caressing, fulfilled the room over jumping happy notes.It sang words of wiseness "I have to be myself.. I can't be no one else" getting along with unprobable images of wasted lives.
Suddenly all my tears were dried:I was enraptured by that so powerfully that I asked Jill "That's so great Jill, this voice is something fantastic...whose voice is?" "That's Liam's voice...And Liam is Oasis' singer!"
Nice to meet you, Mr.Liam!

Jill told us for hours about this new band which was tipped to be the next big thing in Britain, and he was talking with all the praise a true fan can have, stimulated by our curiosity, but as often happens, this particular fact was making him so enthousiastic he was speaking more in his own language than Italian, and that made me and my poor skills frustrated for my unability to get all that he was saying, so I left after a while: "But please, could you record me that cd Jill?" He replied he was having more and more, so I allowed him with pleasure in recording me everything, for making me step into indie avantgarde.
Well, not really avantgarde, I know... but it was still something magical to my ears.