Franco B̰a̰t̰t̰ḭa̰t̰o̰ - La v̰o̰c̰ḛ ̰d̰ḛl̰ Padrone Full Album 1981 HQ
So, I was very young, but I kept rewinding and fast-forwarding that little cassette in my father's convertible.
In that "Summer on a solitary beach," in bars, houses, and parties, nothing else was played. Even my Christian Democratic neighbor knew the album by heart.
The genius, enigmatic, as the first track, paints you a tropical beach, you can hear the sound of the waves, feel the texture of the sand, the echo of an open-air cinema,
but he also wants to drown. (Talking about suicide in those years was a taboo, and he broke it as if it were nothing.)

Hello Franco, you left us many enigmas: a Breton woman with a hat and a rice paper and bamboo umbrella.
Brave captains, gathering nettles, contemporary music that brought you down..... because yours was something else, it was futurism, it was the manifesto of one of the most beautiful albums in Italian history. You always knew you were a genius, and you are now part of the realm of 20th-century classical music.