C’è molto da raccontare di questa estate:Scurano, Salento, annegamenti rischiati, affondamenti psicologici, fallimenti, abbagli, un deludente killer professionista etc etc.
Tuttavia sarà d’obbligo parlare di un concertino niente male che abbiamo visto negli ultimi giorni di Luglio. Il concerto di Ornella Vanoni in Piazza Santo Stefano
Sì, d’accordo, la cosa non è molto fresca però vale la pena di parlarne. Per due motivi: il primo, ovviamente, è che Ornella, è nata nel 1934 e facendo due conti, io l’ho vista cantare su due tacchi a spillo paurosi, elegantissima, per un’ora e mezzo con la sua voce nivale (quasi) ancora tutta intera. Questo già avanzerebbe.
Il secondo è che nelle radio sta girando il suo nuovo singolo (il disco nuovo uscirà in autunno) “Gli amanti” e dalle sensazioni che ho avuto I think it will be a good record. I feel that the issuers are raising their old hits to take the lead in the new lp. And one must also say that "The Lovers" is well done, nothing too pretentious, a summer song - as she says on her website - but as usual elegant, clean and with arrangements that recall the album "a sandwich beer and then ". That said
pesudo-musicological back to her. Now what are the passions of the Chamber know. I could not resist the roar of another old lioness, austere, capricious, and snob snob snob that I come only to tell the singhiozzoni. Ornella
is still superb, the mix of hysteria and affection che usa al suo pubblico e ai suoi musicisti. Io ero tra le prime file contornato da un’umanità varissima: una percentuale altissima di gay che limonavano a manetta e un’altra grande percentuale di attempate sciure che, alla vecchia maniera, si erano portate la sedia da casa.
“era lei, soffocante e leggera, un’amante che ti spia, dato che è già stata sua tua, mia….musica musica” Il concerto parte con “musica musica” e anche le nonnette cigolanti si alzano e ondeggiano come in un twist alla moviola, senza contare i gay contorsionisti che ancheggiano senza requie avvinti come l’edera. E piazza Santo Stefano si trasforma immediatamente in un enclave laica di un’Amsterdam Cubana, vacatio a legis, where anything goes and where the passage of time is reversed and inverted are reversed. In this Italian bigottolica is not a trivial matter: the miracles of talent.
So what beauty! Ornella
And then the other speaks between songs, cheeky and whimsical as a dachshund, Vasco Rossi teases the tongue of a snake that still allows him to crawl through the notes even steeper.
tells of his life, his illustrious collaborations and when you hear you know the difference between someone who has talent and who has talent and class. Practically an abyss that her voice can easily jump even now has more than 70 years.
They start together with the Latin writings Toquino and songs of Vinicius de Moraes translated into Italian for you. I wonder why today we can no longer write music like that? Because even with singers like George or Laura Pausini if \u200b\u200bplaced near Ornella and Co. seem to oratorio singers? And I'm not referring to the strictly vocal terms of the musical, textual and so on and on. And then, let's face it, came when Ornella, of which there was prostrate: she is not moving much on stage - of course 70 years and 7 cm heel coefficients would be difficult even for Nadia Comaneci - but also the his presence is magnetic. And while
bloom kisses counterparts and Grannies oliano joints and warm the remaining cartilage, I think I too am a lover of Ornella and I would be even more because that is how little bitch, makes me love it even more.
She can forgive him because the class is forgiven everything. But it must be provided with class, a lot of class, and today Ornella is one of the few that I can forgive him. Perhaps the only
. For the other there is zero to zero in the house with poggibonsi. Lipparini
Section - Mr J 
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