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Sanremo 2015: it's "Ancora " by Eduardo De Crescenzo, the cover chosen by the singing trio Il Volo for the evening dedicated to tributes to Italian music. Sure, it's true, the tribute by the three birds who can't fly, unless they catch a plane to the United States, is not the most gratifying. But the Sanremo showcase, with all its pomp, is more than right to remember Eduardo De Crescenzo, given that such a successful piece, accompanied by one of the most beautiful performances of Sanscemo (oops.. Sanremo) for intensity and depth, also awarded by the jury chaired by the great Sergio Leone, did not recognize its value and potential for success. The song was left out of the "Top Ten" of the aforementioned singing competition. In the sales charts, Ancora reached the 5th position in March 1981! A flaw, an incredible oversight, given that the song has become one of the most famous and beautiful in the entire repertoire of Italian music. Charles Aznavour rushed to translate the song into French (Mirelle Mathieu will sing it).
The eponymous album is no less remarkable, composed of 10 songs, written by Migliacci and Mattone, more or less of high value, starting with "Il Treno", "Al piano bar di susy" and that "Uomini semplici" which also became his nickname. Throughout his career, Eduardo will be a "Simple man", despite always receiving great appreciation from critics and with a loyal fan base that follows him almost everywhere and supports all his projects, such as the shift towards jazz music with strong Neapolitan accents as is fitting given his origins.
In conclusion, an album to be appreciated and rediscovered without stupid prejudices, by an author with a voice like a "Nero a metà" and a simplicity as genial as it is original.
Tracklist Lyrics and Videos
06 Ancora (03:27)
E' notte alta e sono sveglio,
sei sempre tu il mio chiodo fisso
insieme a te ci stavo meglio,
e più ti penso e più ti voglio
tutto il casino fatto per averti,
per questo amore che era un frutto acerbo,
adesso che ti voglio bene, io ti perdo.
Ancora, ancora, ancora,
perché io da quella sera, non ho
fatto più l'amore senza te,
e non me ne frega niente, senza te
anche se incontrassi un angelo, direi
non mi fai volare in alto quanto lei.
E' notte alta e sono sveglio,
e mi rivesto e mi rispoglio
mi fa smaniare questa voglia,
e prima o poi farò lo sbaglio
di fare il pazzo e venir sottocasa
tirare sassi alla finestra accesa
prendere a calci la tua porta, chiusa, chiusa.
Ancora, ancora, ancora,
perché io da quella sera, non ho
fatto più l'amore senza te,
e non me ne frega niente, senza te
anche se incontrassi un angelo, direi
non mi fai volare in alto quanto lei.
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