I really like Povia especially since he is almost daily insulted by the poor man's Ozzy Osbourne, Pino Scotto. Povia is someone who got his start working 18 years as a waiter until one day he picked up the guitar and began writing pop songs that may be a bit too simple but full of meaning and content. You can see and feel the values in what he sings. We were all moved by listening to "I bambini fanno ooh," an absolute masterpiece of the last twenty years of Italian music, and the much-criticized song about the pigeon (but it had deep meaning) could be compared to the style of early De Gregori (the one of "Buffalo Bill," to be clear).
Now the myth of Povia is releasing a new album, even a rock one. Yes, because our guy is leaving pop and diving into rock, not shying away from other musical genres such as rap (which is so fashionable today) with the song "Povia non ce la fa" (beautiful, nothing to do with the horrible Moreno, fresh winner of the talent show "Amici"), but he also knows how to move like no one else with "Mattone su mattone," a very sweet track dedicated to his daughter. Hints of fairy tales aren't missing (Povia's world is fairytale and enchanting by definition) with "Balla balla" and love, the kind sung about but also lived, that love we've all seen, as His Majesty of Rock Bobby Solo would say (you're great Bobby!), from "a tear on the face," with the song "Ricordi."
The non-conformist Povia once again surprises everyone, and his rock will soon flood even DeBaser, because Povia means the highest quality.
(P.S.: the CD is also cheap, so there are no excuses not to buy it)
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