MR. G KNEW IT ALL...
A journey through Gaber's production, reflecting his prophecies/distopias that have sometimes startlingly come true and the lateral visions of all our lives, amid daily habits and tics, miseries and aspirations, the political and the personal. We take him from the beginning of the second part of his career, a time when he took his texts, both his and those of Sandro Luporini, on endless theatrical tours across Italy, where the audience would also intervene as was customary back then, standing up and sharing their opinions, sometimes in open contrast with the artist, who would respond and emerge from it all occasionally battered, other times not. Nowadays, one would rather give him a like on Feisbucc or become a hater, since it seems that no one expresses anything in public anymore, limiting themselves to hiding behind a nickname or a pseudonym. Sometimes I find myself wondering what he would think of this or that event; I really would be curious to know.
Giorgio Gaber - Quello che perde i pezzi (14 - CD1)
Behind the appearance of a light, catchy tune, sung with the usual nonchalance, lies the acknowledgment of impotence in the face of immobility and, shall we say, stagnation, both physical and, oh dear, political and thus social, while G lays out the list of anatomical parts no longer in use, amidst the regret of the affected and the bitter acknowledgment of the evidence: "if you don’t use something, it doesn't work"... And he wasn’t just talking about menisci and metatarsals.
A journey through Gaber's production, reflecting his prophecies/distopias that have sometimes startlingly come true and the lateral visions of all our lives, amid daily habits and tics, miseries and aspirations, the political and the personal. We take him from the beginning of the second part of his career, a time when he took his texts, both his and those of Sandro Luporini, on endless theatrical tours across Italy, where the audience would also intervene as was customary back then, standing up and sharing their opinions, sometimes in open contrast with the artist, who would respond and emerge from it all occasionally battered, other times not. Nowadays, one would rather give him a like on Feisbucc or become a hater, since it seems that no one expresses anything in public anymore, limiting themselves to hiding behind a nickname or a pseudonym. Sometimes I find myself wondering what he would think of this or that event; I really would be curious to know.
Giorgio Gaber - Quello che perde i pezzi (14 - CD1)
Behind the appearance of a light, catchy tune, sung with the usual nonchalance, lies the acknowledgment of impotence in the face of immobility and, shall we say, stagnation, both physical and, oh dear, political and thus social, while G lays out the list of anatomical parts no longer in use, amidst the regret of the affected and the bitter acknowledgment of the evidence: "if you don’t use something, it doesn't work"... And he wasn’t just talking about menisci and metatarsals.
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17 jan 21
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