When I still thought that teachers were emotionless people devoted only to work...when I thought that people followed me while I took a walk or were doing something similar to the "Truman Show"...when I thought that my mother and father created me with just a kiss on the cheek...when I had remorse during ejaculation...when I truly rooted for Roma...when I cried over nothing...when I was afraid of drug addicts...when I didn’t know what a pussy looked like...when I thought the world was made of sweets and lollipops and ghosts existed...when I thought that anyone with a cigarette in their mouth was bad...when I thought I would one day become someone important—a great musician, a scientist, an honest worker, or maybe my father....
all this is part of the '90s...beautiful or ugly, the soundtrack of a childhood managed in a disconnected way by an exuberant, rowdy, and reckless kid...the song that surpasses them all (except a few that I will leave for other reviews) is the single "Big Big World"...released in that hot summer of 1998...while Chiara and her boyfriend were making amateur porn, I was listening to the splendid song by Emilia between songs by Gigi Dag and Molella...humming and swaying like a monkey, I performed spirited dances for my friends who, in response, dunked my head in the toilet and flushed...and said to me, "What kind of sissy songs are you listening to?"...and I was there, still singing it....
The song features the classic '90s rhythm, slow initially with words that repeat in chiasmus that gradually increase, until reaching the compelling rhythm of the chorus...the words, always the same ones...those beautiful ones...those '90s style ones...which can't be missing, like: "girl", "fire", "miss you much", "world", "fell", "leave me"...and it doesn't hurt me to say that I wanted them that way...to make myself feel a bit bad when the first relationships end...it's not a 5 but these are songs that have to exist...otherwise, where would the Debaserians vent???...beautiful
ded to: all those who voted for the right...may you die in the diarrhea of your city and your ridiculed country.....