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I don't remember who said it on the radio or on TV: A woman for a friend: Alvaro Amici...
Of course, for those who weren't born in the area of "li castelli romani," Alvaro Amici doesn't mean much,
yet the beginning of the title track of this LP can change the words:
'Dajje de punta, dajje de fino''...' :-)))

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I don't remember who said it on the radio or on TV: A woman for a friend: Alvaro Amici...
Of course, for those who weren't born in the area of "li castelli romani," Alvaro Amici doesn't mean much,
yet the beginning of the title track of this LP can change the words:
'Dajje de punta, dajje de fino''...' :-)))

Were you perhaps talking about Cutugno instead of the genius Battisti?
ROTFL

Cell Issue: frankly, back in 1977, I never noticed it being a hit, maybe I was living in the catacombs? At that time, I could feel 'Bella Sarai' in the air (I don't even remember who sang it), 'Cantare gridare sentirsi tutti uguali' but Cell Issue never...

Finally, someone who makes us enjoy a bit of musical analysis (analoguesound).
Damn it, just reading 'Sublime, fantastic, memorable'...
how nice it is to read 'Lucio on electric piano,' 'Reverberi on Fender Piano' (the Fender piano is so great!) etc. etc.
Of course, the best would be someone who even analyzes the scores 'this song is written in Pentatonic, that other one uses the seven eighths, etc. etc.'
Then DeBaser would really take off, or rather, IL Volo, to stay on theme...

Although not in form, this time I agree with 'a', an obvious die-hard fan of Jovanotti and the Orchestra Avion Travel. The Gabbianone (I already find the name ridiculous) doesn't appeal to me. Tastes, anyway.

When I read, all too often, bullshit about 'Battisti-Fascio', 'Baglioni-Reazionario', 'De Gregori-Cattocomunista', 'Ezio Greggio-Juventino', MiocugginodiVoghera-Spaccafighe, crazy things come to my mind, for example 'Le Discese Ardite e le Risalite' in the pentapuntuti reports of the Brigate Rosse... Curcio and Moretti, surely had much more sense in their heads than the pale, whiny kids and never-grown-up adults who boast about Belonging just to show off and seem left-wing or right-wing, while they are merely pawns, the most petty and worthless, in the hands of those who soak their sandwiches with this little game... and fatten their bank accounts like crazy... You idiots!!!

It’s clear that some people really don’t like Battisti, but they have it in for him big time...

Gentlemen, here I partially amend my suspicion about Venditti.
I might say something foolish again, but if Battisti was Rare! to see on TV, Venditti, I think, is right behind him.
In fact, I don't remember ever having seen any of his television interviews.
The other night I came across him on Rai Tre, in Fazio's show.
The only part of that show I really enjoy is Littizzetto's final performance.
Fazio: before 'Che tempo fà', I held this host (of trolleybuses?) in high regard,
particularly for having conducted and created the least repulsive Sanremo of the last 300 years (1999 and especially 2000).
But the Fazio of 'Che tempo fà' is absolutely detestable.
Aside from the fact that he only invites communists (or suspected ones...), and that's fine, we are on Rai Tre,
alias Teleleningrad, he will invite whomever he pleases, everyone has their own ideas, all very respectable, of course,
but it's the manner and especially the interviews he poses to the guests that irritate me: does he write them himself or is it Neurodeliri?
Sometimes the questions are ridiculously banal, at times it seems he is mocking the guests,
other times he wants them to say things they wouldn't dream of saying (eh... but he isn’t
Fallaci... she could afford those games...), and sometimes the guests are left, shall we say, stunned, dazed:
Fazio spouts nonsense, wasting dozens of minutes on interviews that could give us the interviewee as delightful as a great mountain cheese,
but instead, he wastes time pretending to be clueless, pretending to be indignant, pretending to be under the thrall of RAI (come on, silly, Manca is no longer around...).
Well, amidst all that crap, my curiosity to see Venditti interviewed overcame my instinct to change the channel or better yet, turn it off,
and I was rewarded.
I expected the usual post-communist, post-socialist Trasteverine, ironic-corrosive-angry guy,
but instead I saw an intelligent gentleman of 50 (or maybe more?), very calm, almost sweet,
but certainly even he was a little annoyed by Fazio's nonsense after the third question.
The songs of Antonello that I love are many, not too many,
but his appearance on TV has put him in a (clear) light I didn't imagine.
Well done, Antonello.