La Notte della Taranta - Chicco e Spillo - Samuele Bersani

A Samuele here, totally zonked in my opinion.
He’s scared. You can see it.
He’s afraid of the stage because he has to read his own words, so he’s afraid of himself.
Now: anyone who has stepped on stage - to perform for real - knows well that, regardless of the number of spectators, before stepping up - on the stage itself - YOU MUST be scared. Otherwise, you’re not a musician.
If you’re not scared, it means you have no doubts, that everything will go according to script. And I find that intolerable.

Samuele performed the same piece in Palmanova, in a shopping center, aggràtis.

He said:
“Look, I thought this was a Non-Place, like the airports in Brian Eno; instead, the sound here is amazing!”

Gnáo!

Ten intense minutes with a succession of that extraordinary, pulsing Synth Riff: supported by a guitar that couldn’t be more Hard Rock, which makes you anxious!

Son of a bitch! You will never get us!

Be careful.
Slow down.
Bye.

Meow.