A Felliniesque tune that transforms into a kind of rock'n'roll, a cheap little allegretto, but money well spent.
Giamburrasca is the first book I read and pappa col pomodoro is delicious. So what more could you want?
Ah nothing, really nothing. At most just a little geghegé.
La Pavone was for a moment an improbable and shining star. With her amusing soap-and-water androgyny that rivaled the wonders of England.
Ah, it was nice to be children. And beautiful were the crackling record players. And black and white. And even that rustic charm which is no more.
And then Rita brilliantly played Giannino Stoppani, and for that, I will always love her. Oh yes, always...
Because then someone told me about a western musical starring her and Lucio when the latter was still a mischievous sprite. And it reminds me of Orsetto wanting to make a film with Gustavo Thoeni and a cow...
And then, anyway, going back to pappa col pomodoro, the composer is Nino Rota...that is, the pinnacle of little tune aesthetics...
Trallallà...
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