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Rating: Vasco Brondi, class of '85, Ferrara. Known as Le luci della centrale elettrica.
Theoretically a songwriter, practically a solo artist with some sporadic valuable collaborations (including Rodrigo D'Erasmo, Stefano Pilla, Giorgio Canali, Enrico Gabrielli). Theoretically because Vasco sounds like a rock orchestra that has internalized the trash carpets under our feet, hours and hours working in call centers, unchanging cities in their aseptic routine, and afternoons spent dreaming of a better suburb.
"For now, we'll call it happiness" is his second work, a title homage to Leo Ferré and a natural continuation of his previous works: "Le luci della centrale elettrica" and "Canzoni da spiaggia deturpata," which have crowned him as the Italian next big thing. Too bad Vasco doesn't have the foresight's awareness and is a slave to the limits of being minimal (which in itself is not such a big handicap).
The songs slip by, leaving behind polemical traces and burdens we often willingly submit to, yet Vasco seems like one of those seventies high school class representatives who manage to simply piece together everyone's ideas in just a few words, with aspirations halfway between revolutionary and defeatist.
Vasco is like that: either you love him or hate him, but you can't help giving him at least a listen.
His words are thinking bombs: they hit you and tear you deeply.
The alleys of his music might well be dead ends, but for now, the road is perfectly paved.
Recommended songs: "Quando tornerai dall'estero," "Una guerra fredda," "Le petroliere," "Per respingerti in mare," "Ragazze kamikaze".
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