A man to whom Italian music owes much, much more than one would believe, has passed away today. A highly sensitive composer, excellent guitarist and keyboardist, a versatile singer endowed with a stunning range of notes and accents, a voice that was both seductive and soulful, which left audiences in awe live. I didn't particularly like the man, but it is well known that artistic talent often leaves little room for empathy—my own issues, although with age, he had softened and a near-perpetual smile had returned to his face: fate, indeed, has chosen to include him among that unfortunate group who must survive, as parents, the death of a daughter, for instance. He knew glory and money, a lot of money, founded, dissolved, re-established, and renamed the New Trolls, with whom he composed masterpieces and abominations, followed by quarrels and reconciliations, depression and inner peace. Ladies and gentlemen, Vittorio de Scalzi has died.



New Trolls - Quiet seas ( il giradischi )