Io Sono Interista

Nerazzurro forever. Former leather tanner and then guitarist. Years ago I wrote to a dead rock magazine (unfortunately, since it was very beautiful) after a few issues that there were 3 geniuses of music: Frank Zappa, Miles Davis, Prince. After all the years spent listening to dozens and dozens of artists I can say that I was not wrong with the names, but I exaggerated a lot with the number. Born with Italian singer-songwriters, struck by "Never mind the bollocks", absolutely shattered by Freddy with his Queen at the Palacrollo in Milan, softened by Miles' trumpet in "Round about midnight", then spikes and studs, illuminated by the "teen spirit" of the boy from Seattle, now, at the threshold of forty, I can say I appreciate "the music".