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2010 Tv show – Alan Rooster at Shanghai Channel 3

Alan Gallicchio Shanghai Young Channel

Voting

Since those assholes of Shanghai Young Channel TV promised to send me a DVD copy of the show but never arrived, just recently, while browsing a sort of chinese-youtube trying to find clues, I’ve finally bumped into the footage where I was featured back in November 2010. Better late than never.
More than a year ago, when I had just returned to Milan, I was contacted by a Chinese TV talent scout who found my profile on the net and promptly offered me to join a Reality TV project. The format was simple: 4 chinese ladies traveling from Shanghai to Milan challenging each other by playing stupid games and the winner gets to stay in Italy and job position in a stylish Italian boutique (sponsored by “Herbalist”). It was explained to me that it was going to be a reality-show where everyone is free to act naturally and freely and where I could have even had the chance to meet a nice lady… basically I said I was in without thinking too much…
What a pity that this show had nothing to do with reality but I’d call it instead trash and fake TV: the whole thing is indeed a total set up and a sham! I just hope somebody from China reads this and bury the producers with loads of scandal.
During the first part, (星尚之旅 米兰站 第1/4集) at around minute 16.20 in the video, you can see a naive lady hunting for a random gentleman in the streets of Milan; at some point she finds me standing at the bus stop reading a newspaper. She asks me if i want to join the game, making it look like it all happens by chance. Real or fake? Fake of course: I was contracted 2 months before the show and I was told exactly where to stand and what to do. About minute 34.40 when I get into a cafe I am wearing a different jacket because the scene was shot on the third day and not on the first like it was said to the audience. By the way I started to look down at the 4 ladies as soon as I realized they were dying to win and be a fucking slave clerk for a sissy shop… I felt pity for them, for their inner poorness, but eventually it made me nervous working with them so I started to do my best to mess up the show. I then convinced the other italian guys to have some fun all together and we began to swear in front of the camera (in the second part, 星尚之旅 米兰站 第2/4集 about 39.20) you can hear a chorus of “PORCO DIO” (god fucking damn it). At minute 46:35 in the third part ( 星尚之旅 米兰站 第3/4集 ) I was asked again to vote-out one of the ladies; I had to disclose one name and a reason: it was a difficult choice because they were all dumb bitches so I thought of giving them the satisfaction of my exterior judgement at least, therefore, I picked the one who was fatter, and that was my reason, simple and bold, however the producer told me that I couldnt say that on TV… so after several minutes of discussion where I kept asking them what was the point calling this a ”reality” when it was all made of mirrors and smoke, I was ultimately pushed to tell a lie, I had to say that the girl seemed to be holding a secret and that was why I didnt like her…
I have done so much against the show that when I reviewed the content which was eventually aired, I saw I had at least 50% of my video cut along with at least 70% of the audio were re-edited and muted in most cases.
The fourth part, 星尚之旅 米兰站 第4/4集 is characterized by a funny ending that wasn’t surprisingly cut off like my other performances: when everyone gave their final vote to the ladies, I refused to provide mine, popping a baloon and turning my back on them.
There were also many smiles within all that sad shallowness and I have to admit that in the end of the 5 filming days I had a substantial amount of carefree fun plus I got a new pal (Roberto), with whom I remained friend till now.

Merry fucking christmas 2010

Another year has passed, another christmas is coming and for those who still believe in this frivolous festivity here is a nice video to help you unload your brain’s buffer! I’ll spare you the christmas poem this time, instead send me your own comments about the biggest bullshit in human history.

Debt is at 90.000 Euro !

covered by envelopes containing bills

So listen to this, last wednesday I went to the “Esatri” office of Milan, a place erected by the government that is in charge of collecting (by any possible mean inculding putting your house or car for sale, even there is a 10$ of unpaid fine) the citizen’s debt. Naturally I’ve asked for my updated passive balance, (last time I checked, around the date I’ve shot the second pseudo-documentary “30.000 euro over my head” , in 2006, it was in fact at about 30.000 Euro) and then with great surprise, that morning I went home carrying the wonderful cheering news that the debt has reached around 90.000 Euro!
I felt quite happy for being considered a society’s parassite, having the government to spend time and money on my case, delivering me all that mail, making the wage-slaves accounting for all those numbers, probably even hoping that I will one day pay it all back :) Thanks faggot god, that in this country you couldnt possibly go to jail for debts.
Im now thinking of producing the third video episode of those “debts over my head”… therefore, please put me in touch with someone who’s got a decent cam and some free time.

Disabling Facebook wall

A week ago, I’ve finally disabled Facebook wall; this way I wont be spammed any longer by people who are only capable of writing me through the social-network, instead of sending me a real and direct EMAIL. For my birthday for example, I’ve received tons of greetings on my facebook wall and just a couple of emails at my hotmail inbox…
I joined facebook more than a year ago, with the sole purpose of re-building contacts with lost friends and old school mates. I’ve never imagined that it was going to turn everything into a huge spam network of bullshit, with users checking out every picture and every comment that other people are posting, and gossiping over a comment so that someone else can come and gossip again over the last comment and so on, again and again, bullshit never ends…
Moreover, I’m annoyed by all those who request my friendship without even knowing me, not only, but also by not leaving any explanation or note. Is this a new-age shit to show how cool you are if you can have 800 friends in your list or if they come from 50 different countries?

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