Whoever bumps into him and recognizes him, even today, asks him - "Ah Simò, do you still wet yourself?!"
The youngest anarchist of the '80s, at just 3 years old, little and famous for his incontinence and for the poor grandfather put in the elevator. That prank record sold millions of copies, achieving a gold disc. I imagine the award ceremony: "I thank my parents for believing in me and my choices".
It was the time of the first Milanese cries via the ether that would soon flood our homes with quality and culture.
The socio-cultural phenomenon of the record disc has chilling implications. At the time, there was no YouTube or streaming platforms, many people went out specifically to buy it. This in itself is an event anthropologically worthy of attention.
Have you ever entered a pharmacy to purchase a box of condoms?
Sweating profusely despite it being January 17th and the temperature outside being 3/4 degrees, you mumble words at the edge of comprehension (embarrassment usually leads to not naming the product but rather the brand)
- Give me the Hatu (in a whisper)
- What?
- The Hatu.
- The "tu"?
- No, Hatu
- For me?
- Hatu, the..., well....
- AAAHHH, HATU, THE CONDOMS!!!
- Give me the 45 rpm of Carletto
- Do you mean the one by Corrado?
- Well yes, Corrado singing Carletto.
- Is it for your child?
- ........................................................
Our dear child grew up to have a career on TV, writing successful programs for Bonolis. Do you understand how everything comes full circle? Why the evil should have been eradicated at birth?
"Recently some people came to me with the Carletto record to get it signed." Simone Jurgens said in an interview a few years ago.
I would love to meet these people and I would mainly like to meet Mr. Jurgens to tell him "You know, as a child I felt legitimized to wet the bed thanks to your song, but my mother didn't exactly think the same. I hope for your sake that age doesn't bring back this unhealthy habit."
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