Giorgia

giorgia, elisa, noemi, emma, loredana... do you know why they present themselves with just their first names? Because they are generic supermarket items, impersonal, standard, soulless, and a nice voice, or a presumed one, cannot be separated from the quality of the music proposed; a beautiful voice for its own sake is good for absolutely nothing, except for the masturbatory fantasies of some self-proclaimed "inteditore" who then nitpicks Bob Dylan's voice—what a disgrace, what a disgrace, what a disgrace.