Bino
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Bino (artist, Sweden (swedish) artist
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Bino (singer)
Bino (born Benedetto Arico; * 24 April 1953 in Contessa Entellina; † 19 October 2010 in Palermo) was an Italian pop singer.
Early life and career
Bino first studied architecture in order to take over his father's company. He returned to Italy and came back to Germany in 1975 as a musician, first to Schopfheim in the Black Forest. In nearby Bad Säckingen he became a member of the existing group "I Figli Di Yuma" with which he toured the region and through Switzerland. Then he came to Oldenburg, where he once worked as ice cream, sometimes as a singer at festivals and on to Hamburg, where producer Rainer Felsen from Pino Music first took notice of him.
In 1978, working with Drafi Deutscher and Mike Mareen, Bino composed and recorded Mama Leone.
Bino landed his biggest success in 1978 with the song Mama Leone, with music composed by Drafi Deutscher and Mike Mareen. The song was recorded in an Italian with lyrics by Bino as well as a German version. For eight weeks it was number 1 on the charts in Austria, and four weeks at the top position on the Swiss charts . On 23 November 1978 both versions were in the top 10 on the German charts. The Mama Leone album sold 20 million copies worldwide. In 1997 he dedicated his song to the late Catholic nun Mother Teresa. He later had two minor hits with the songs Bambino (18th in Germany) and Maria (25th place in Germany), both written by Drafi Deutscher.
Gaugino
In particle physics, a gaugino is the hypothetical superpartner of a gauge field, as predicted by gauge theory combined with supersymmetry. They are fermions.
In the minimal supersymmetric extension of the standard model the following gauginos exist:
Gauginos mix with higgsinos, the superpartners of the Higgs field's degrees of freedom, to form linear combinations ("mass eigenstates") called neutralinos (electrically neutral) and charginos (electrically charged). In many models the lightest supersymmetric particle (LSP), often a neutralino such as the photino, is stable. In that case it is a WIMP and a candidate for dark matter.
References
Podcasts:
Dumpin'
by: Psychopathic Rydas[Jamie Madrox talking]
"Yea you got the album, now meet Bullet, Foe Foe, Cell Block, Full Clip And i'm Lil' Shank, diss' Psychopathic Rydas motha' fucka'"
[Blaze]
Cut'em all out when ya bust is found
Pop, pop, biggity bop, that be the sound
Low down wit' the master hump (bump bump!)
Buckin' wit' the master Pump (dump dump)
Jump, jump go 'da town when the Rydas on
Pump, pump go the bucket with a dawg of his own
At your funeral your dead, but that aint nuttin
Best bet badass Bullet be Dumpin'
From the East-side out to the Southwest
Psychopathic Rydas puttin' slugs in your chest
Bitch, nobody move heads down!
You don't wanna see me clown, mother fucka!
[Chorus]
Psychopathic Rydas Dumpin'
Psychopathic Rydas hey! [x2]
[Monoxide Child]
We doin' ride-by's, on freestyle bikes
I hit a wheely on a motor, bustin' out on site
I give a fuck bitch, talk shit and get clipped
Knock your fuckin' teeth through your lip (yea!)
Actin' wild as fuck, cuz' my jam came on
"And you know thug niggas gotta sing that song!)
I got 18 shot's ,(buck buck), and I won't miss once
All black trucks with the bumps
Shootin' out the window, every single time the wind blow
Blazin' up another bag a indo
Foe Foe be the alias
Run up on you bare, bitches, so you scared of us (Westside!)
[Chorus x4]
[Jamie Madrox]
Ima pull my trigga', and peel yo' cap
My money runnin' low and I needs my sack
Yo' 6-4 is bumpin' and I needs me a ride
Lean to the right lane and then i'll slide
Lay yo' ass out on the cold cement
Before I dump in that ass ima scream, I said "See ima Ryda!"
(Overlap)(Full Clip)
Oh see, mu' fuckas like me
We don't give a fuck, it's like "what what!?"
You wanna come steppin'? then i'll hafta see ya
Leave ya open an burnin' like a case of gonnarhea
From some old dirty bitch that you was humpin
And pumpin like my gauge bitchass, we dumpin'!
[Chorus x4]
[Blaze]
Stick your mother fuckin' hands up
Got to have mine cocked, close your eyes i'm finna dump
Commin' out the register wit' all that green and cheddar cheese
To bad you seen me, nigga please
Move fast, bloody cash on the floor...gotta
Make my way to the fuckin' door...gotta
Make my way to the hideout
Who dunnit? yea they tryin' to find out
Now, i'm on the street, wit' my swerves
Cops, tryin' to catch cuz' i'm on the swerve
But ima clever mother fucker never catch me