Alberto Radius
Pensami / Nel Ghetto

Just "Think of Me", just this once.

“In the blue sea of your thoughts”...

A slow sailboat journey, stretched out on the bed, inside a room.

With eyes fixed on the ceiling so as not to lose the direction of memories.

An introduction of guitar, words and sea foam, on the shore.

Then it starts with a bass, to the syncopated rhythm of a shy, undecided, adolescent heartbeat.

Then the music grows resting on a light breeze, and one sails to the end, passing from a choir of “mandolins” in celebration, to a triumph of “trumpets”, like in a wondrous, epic, unforgettable film finale.

I wonder why when I think of the past, the sea and its foam often come to mind.

Perhaps because every Venus is born from sea foam, even those dreamed of as a youngster, with eyes the blue and green color of the sea.

And songs often cling to dreams, as well as to memories.

Simply, and casually, a masterpiece by Alberto Radius, like many others.

It would have deserved much more.