A very charming misfit sui generis anarchically all genius and unruliness.

This is how I would affectionately describe Bugo after last night's concert in Cisano Bergamasco, the second evening of the successful event - now at the seventh edition of Senza far rumore fest.

Bugo takes the stage accompanied by a professional and always talented Giorgio Canali - whose song from the latest album he performs, humorously highlighting that Canali’s lyrics aren’t as good as his own - who, despite the different musical approach, played along well with the game and continuous improvisations, Ruben on a powerful rhythm section and a long-haired redheaded guitarist (lucky him) whose name I can't remember. Bugo showed, first and foremost, that he knows how to play with himself, without taking himself too seriously, and that he can play various instruments with ease, transitioning from the guitar (which he played like Jimi Hendrix - who must have had a good laugh from the grave - wielding it behind his back and playing with his teeth..), to the harmonica, drums, keyboards and related samplings, inventing, creating and expanding his songs in a wholly personal way.

Songs with bizarre lyrics, highlighting a complex, schizophrenic character, a sort of loser (no offense intended) - maybe 'loser' would appeal more to Anglophones - that brings to light his daily obsessions as in "geeel", desperately looking for gel before going out, his romantic disappointments in "spermatozoi" where he recites: "you left me at three yesterday but why.... I understood what you want ..it's my sperm..", to catechism memories in "I wish for a God" - an acoustic ballad offered as a second encore - where he sings with a singer-songwriter style the search for a God, at least having something to do on Sundays, to the archetypal daily smashed poop in the blues "piede sulla merda", in an extended version with him jumping on stage, moving wildly among his instruments and just when you least expect it and it seems everything is over, he starts again with the harmonica and engages everyone in a wacky, fun and irreverent blues.

You can tell he’s having a good time, he’s at ease on stage, always thanking after the applause and granting us two extended encores, the last one unexpectedly with him alone on guitar and harmonica in folk singer version. In short, everything was there tonight: rock&blues&folk&synthesizers&electronic music with booming bass all mixed with a good dose of improvisation and truly appreciable spontaneity.

We had fun, if he’s coming to your area, don’t miss out even if you don’t know his songs: you’ll appreciate the original blend of sounds and his madness.

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