MR. G ALREADY KNEW EVERYTHING....
An exploration of Gaber's body of work, amidst his prophecies/distopias that have sometimes ominously come true and the sidelong visions of all our lives, between daily habits and quirks, miseries and aspirations, the political and the personal.
We take it from the beginning of the second part of his career, the one in which, in a different time, he brought the texts, his own and those of Sandro Luporini, on endless theatrical tours throughout Italy, where the audience would also intervene as was customary back then, standing up and sharing their thoughts, sometimes in open opposition to the artist, who would respond and sometimes come out battered, sometimes not. Now it seems preferable to give a like on Feisbucc or to become a hater, since it appears that nobody expresses anything anymore in public, limiting themselves to hiding behind a nickname or a pseudonym.
I occasionally find myself wondering what he would think about this or that issue; sometimes I would really be curious to know, so...

Giorgio Gaber - La presa del potere (8 - CD2)

"Now they move confidently, with their masked faces, their fixed, threatening gazes, they come forward silently, their steps slow, measured..."