Mango & Loredana Bertè - Oro ( live Italia Sera 1986 ) Anything, by chance, to say about the oribbolo Outfit?
You're right. But you're mistaken.
However, if you wanted, just by chance, to tell me that this isn't a great piece, and that the chorus isn't genius, I'd spit in your eye if I knew you couldn't swim (ask my now-official translator
@[withor] about the meaning of the joke, which comes from a famous sketch by Stan and Ollie).
What else is there to say?
Oh, that I met Loredana twice, unfortunately in neither case carnally.
The first time was after her concert in Udine at the legendary Palasport Carnera, where among others performed - I'm going off the top of my head - Fabrizio De Andrè, Peter Tosh, John Mayall, Miles Davis, Pat Metheny, Uriah Heep, Alexis Korner, Miguel Bosè, Gianni Togni, Deep Purple, the French Guccini & De Gregori, Bennato, and God knows how many others.
The second time was at what was then the Stadio Friuli, where for reasons unknown someone thought to invite her before the Udinese vs Napoli match: and I, with the orchestra I was in, played before her.
There's no need to reiterate - I've already told this story here - the thrill of seeing her there, within reach!
Not very tall but with two long legs, wrapped in super tight blue jeans and ending in low black leather ankle boots with 12 cm heels, intoxicating perfume, hair that made you want to count each curl.
And what could I say to her?
"But you play it, Oro?"
She smiled at me! I swear!
And she played it first!
Being SVDM has its reasons.
You youngsters can't understand what an imperial beauty she was as a young woman!
And her legs are still a world heritage.
