MR. G ALREADY KNEW EVERYTHING...

A journey through Gaber's production, between his prophecies/distopias that later came true in sometimes unsettling ways and the lateral visions of all our lives, between daily habits and quirks, miseries and aspirations, the political and the personal. We pick it up 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 then, standing up and voicing their opinions, even in open opposition to the artist, who would respond and sometimes come out worse for wear, sometimes not. Now it's preferable to give a like on Feisbucc or become a hater, as it seems that no one expresses anything publicly anymore, limiting themselves to hiding behind a nickname or a fake profile. Sometimes I find myself wondering what he would think about this or that event; I would genuinely be curious to know, so...

Guardatemi bene - G. Gaber

"Look at me closely, here I am before you, with the witty style of a joyful and original jester, here I am performing and laughing in your face, proud of my earrings and the studs in my nose, look at me closely, I despise people, when I show you my ass it’s an important signal, I am your son, a creation of yours, a product of yours... Have you seen how I’ve turned out..."