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Rating: "The closure of the construction site of the incinerator under construction remains the necessary precondition to restore a proper relationship between supra-municipal institutions and the community" Espedito Marletta, Mayor of Acerra
These days, on television and in the newspapers, attention is focused on Italy's role in the conflict in Lebanon. War always provokes an immediate reaction, it hits the guts, like music. The paradox of our time is that, captivated by the video, we no longer notice the conflicts that are experienced beyond the screen, around the corner. "Bombers over Beirut" and meanwhile, yesterday, three dead in Naples. War is also beneath the balcony. Tuesday I turned the corner. By chance. I saw a living town, where people are not afraid to take to the streets, to claim the right to live in peace. They are not afraid to shout at the demagogue of the moment the outrage of abandonment. And there were many in the square on Tuesday.
Two years have passed since the protests and the relationship with the institutions is now worn out. Tommaso Sodano, president of the environment commission in the senate, and lastly mayor Marletta, try to mend the rift, in an atmosphere heavy with tension and anger. But people are tired of words, of promises: they want the concert.
The Bottari of Portico (CE), are already on stage. Their music is born from a ritual of peasant tradition linked to the hemp harvest, consisting of playing with work tools (barrels, vats, sickles) using them as percussion, accompanied by chants, to ward off evil spirits from the fields.
When Enzo Avitabile enters, the audience can finally release the energy accumulated from the wait. The ritual can begin! Engaging. From the stage, Enzo invites the audience to participate, even with just one hand, dancing and singing, responding to his: "Are you thereee?". In a continuous call and response that awakens dormant limbs and ancestral memories, the shepherd has already gathered the flock of souls with his mere appearance. His music has a universal reach, it breaks down the walls of cultural diversity, the gates of indifference, the steps of social status. He sings of Palestine and Scampia, of Bucharest and Africa. Enzo gives them a voice, throws the salt of Campania's popular music into the fire of soul, of which he discovered the secret from the very mouth of the "Godfather": James Brown.
His music goes straight to the heart, leads you to the essential, kidnaps the body and soul, stirs consciences and legs. A delirium of love! And when some black sheep, quenched at not-so-clear springs, tries to cause a commotion with shoving, the shepherd asks them: "Do you want to do the concert yourself, or do we want to do it together?". He deals with the deviants, as if he were a father, and in the end, he restores calm and serenity to the evening. He succeeded where institutions have been failing for some time: establishing a dialogue with the peripheral sectors of society.
It was enough to listen to their words and not leave them in the dust... dust to dust, ashes to ashes...
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