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Rating: 11:30 PM, the courtyard of Villaggio Globale is packed. Everyone is anxious to enjoy the artistry of the Cantantessa. The band takes their place on stage, the crowd starts to call for her, and here she is.
More harmonious than ever, she greets and starts the show.
The last date of the tour, and you can feel it. A well-connected group, an ease and poise in navigating the setlist, evident especially from the arrangement of each piece. Songs like "Contessa miseria," "Geisha," where acoustic melodies and distorted plucking coexist. Moments of pure HardRock, of audacious sound; tonight, no one held back.
Consoli showcases her great sweetness and technique in the studio, unleashing her entire self on stage. A mix of femininity and aggression now firmly framed in her extraordinary way of conceiving music. Her vocal prowess is ever-evolving, now mature. Brilliant in the cover of "Mr. Big," highly applauded in the version of "Nel blu dipinto di blu" gifted to an ever-participating audience: they sang, they danced, they supported and moved her.
Completely at ease among jazz, blues, and rock, the heir to the legendary personality of the great icons of the musical landscape from years ago.
Generous in giving beautiful versions of "In bianco e nero," "Venere," "Eco di sirene," where Rome was ready to celebrate her Victory.
Serene, full of that woman's magnetism and artist's mysticism, present and real on stage as if in a smoky club with dim lights intent on enchanting with her guitar. This is Carmen Consoli, grown and matured.
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