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LA RECENSIONE
I am straight. Yes. At the same time, I notice that everyone else is upside down.
Let me explain: I love love songs, I hate hate songs. Sad songs make me sad, and happy songs make me happy. (A linear mind, mine, a thought clear and pure like spring water).This site (micro world) and proportionally the whole world (macro world) is full of people who love hate songs (very heavy metal, death metal, sludge, brutal, Afghanistan doom metal etc...) and hate love songs (Gigi D'Alessio and company), who rejoice at hearing sad music (oh yes, slowcore, sadcore etc...) and get sad listening to happy music (Caribbean music, salsa & Merengue).
In short, I could go on forever, but I have clearly demonstrated it: You are not facing a distorting mirror (as they told you) but you really are those people! The strange ones are you.
And that's why, by correctly and systematically delegitimizing commonly accepted tastes as “High” though merely “Other” (and therefore erroneously considered superior), I find myself fully legitimized to praise (OUT LOUD) this album of very light swing-pop (jazzy), inlaid with lyrics that can only be a joke: “Bimba se sapessi” “Mettimi giù” “Io e Rino” and so on…in the face of serious music, in the face of lyrics to be studied at university, in the face of time, blatantly and anachronistically imbued with simple, harmless irony, a concentration of good sarcasm, only capable of scratching the surface of the prevailing propriety, a turmoil of not at all crosswise, not at all oblique, and not at all difficult diatribe. Pop from a lounge bar, there you go.
It's a pleasure to listen to Sergio Caputo, with a cocktail in hand, reclining in an armchair with feet on the table, a sauce stain on the tank top, and a grin of satisfaction printed on his face, yes, the face of someone doing nothing special, nothing unique, and absolutely without quality, in the world by mistake and with the look of someone doing you a favor.
Here I am.
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The review praises Sergio Caputo's album 'Un sabato italiano' for its light, jazzy swing-pop style full of simple, ironic lyrics. It contrasts the album’s joyful and playful mood against heavy or serious music genres. The reviewer enjoys the relaxing and unpretentious vibe evoked by the album, presenting it as an antidote to overly serious or sad music tastes. Ultimately, it is applauded as a fun, lounge bar soundtrack perfect for casual listening.Tracklist Lyrics Videos
01 Bimba se sapessi (03:48)
Idrofobina vegetale, bevo per dimenticare
Il mal di mare
Viscerale che questo mondo mi da
Respirazione artificiale
Per resuscitare il vecchio buon umore
Fai il favore non criticarmi perché
E’ sempre più difficile tirare avanti questo show
Mi fanno male i piedi a furia di ballare
Un pediluvio nel tuo cuore mi concederò
Bimba se sapessi che monotonia
Tutte quelle balle sulla fantasia
Guarda che mestiere che mi tocca fare
Io con questa faccia e il mio passato da dimenticare
Bimba non è un caso di nevrastenia
Puoi denominarlo spreco di energia
Tutta la fatica che mi tocca fare
Solo per riuscire a galleggiare in questo pazzo mare
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Abito qui perché non sali
Ho una collezione di medicinali
E due bicchieri, gli avanzi del pranzo di ieri
Ci sono tante sfumature
Anche nel colore delle scottature
Le abrasioni che questa vita ci fa
Mentre inesorabili
Tiriamo avanti questo show
Ho un forte mal di testa a furia di sgolarmi
Con un tuffo nel tuo cuore mi rinfrescherò
Bimba se sapessi che monotonia
Tutte quelle balle sulla fantasia
Guarda che mestiere che mi tocca fare
Io con questa faccia e il mio passato da dimenticare
Bimba non è un caso di nevrastenia
Puoi denominarlo spreco di energia
Tutta la fatica che ci tocca fare
Solo per riuscire a galleggiare in questo pazzo mare.
Sergio Caputo
Italian singer-songwriter known for mixing swing, jazz, pop and Latin rhythms. Broke through with the 1983 album Un sabato italiano; reviewers cite witty, ironic lyrics and genre-hopping arrangements. Collaborated with notable jazz musicians (reviews mention Dizzy Gillespie).03 Reviews
