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Fausto Papetti - "24th Collection" (1977)
The other day while I was cleaning the wardrobe with my collection of many 33 records, a warm wave of vinyl scent hit me. I immediately noticed the protruding little breast of a particular cover. Well, it's the one you see: Fausto Papetti 24th collection. Oh god, stuff from the last century when Papetti often peeked into the local and European hit parades.
And just like a whiff did to Proust the effect that everyone knows, overwhelmed by a drug-induced delirium, the cover girl materialized and started talking, more or less like this: Ah Valé, do you see these breasts, come on boy, they're not fake, touch! And I touch, all real. Feel the music when records were bought and not downloaded like trash from the web, Listen! Ok, firing up the turntable, baby. Do you remember when you were a youngster and went out with a girl who looked like me, in front of the blue school, with the Coppertone tan, the denim skirt, and the wedges... well, that's me... Take me!
And the papier-mâché sun on the cover tanned the delusions of my decrepitude, in the time of songs like Revelations by Santana, Shopping Lady by La Bionda, Isn't She Lovely (S.Wonder), If You Leave Me Now by Chicago, Love in C Minor (Cerrone) and lastly Touch Me (theme song of the TV program "Piccolo Slam"). What nostalgia this sax of Papetti; but what memories will those who do downloading, shareware, spyware, malware, everywhere have one day...
Maybe a little tune by Lady Gaga in the Ikea elevator.
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