Artisti Uniti Per L'Abruzzo
Domani

THE REVIEW

The unmistakable voice of Liga starts. Everyone follows.

A little phrase, sometimes half a verse, per person. To make room for everyone.

For Abruzzo and against the ugliness of the world.

Finale with a Rossinian crescendo of unbearable vocalizations, baroque elements, trills. Unbearable even after having just swallowed a travelgum. The only unintentionally hilarious - but irresistible - moment is the scream of Albano in the desert.

But the discussion must necessarily be kept on two levels. The level of "good deed" and the "musical" one.

Giorgio Gaber once said that where there is volunteering it means the State has failed. Or at least that it is not doing its duty.

Others - most - say that in any case, volunteering can do no harm. On the contrary.

Undoubtedly, seeing our little president, equipped with a tear and turtleneck, sobbing over the ruins after having made and extended (even just two months earlier) the exemption for mandatory earthquake-proof constructions (in February's "milleproproghe") leaves one perplexed. And seeing that the funds are spread over 33 years, with the first year’s proceeds supposed to come largely from increased lotteries... well... that's disgusting.

And a little song, ugly at that, is not enough to reassure us.

But let's get to the "ugly": this old piece by good Pagani certainly does not shine for usefulness or originality. It's a little thing that "fits," nothing more.

The musical construction of the piece, and especially its interpretation, leaves one astonished: dividing parts of verses in this way is limping, annoying, strongly "unmusical." Or, rather, it would be in normal times (not these, evidently...).

Grand voices from our history (Battiato, Finardi, Vecchioni, and few others) mix with an army of useless and ephemeral extras, in a monument to the Italian "volemosebene" which now seems to be the real main vice/sport of the nation.

I don't know who said no (Conte, Fossati, Vasco, and few others) or why.

I would like to think they did so with the awareness of the uselessness of the operation, of its unintentional hypocrisy, and to not provide the Italian people, who truly do not need it, with yet another weapon of mass distraction.

Our problems are different and enormous, and no one should remove others' hot potatoes from the pot, especially through an indigestible collective singing.