Sfera Ebbasta
Famoso

What tedium. Let's remedy this.

On a site of old fogies like this one, populated by old, withered internet users, backward-looking nostalgics who wallow in the mold, albeit classy, of the usual Pink Floyd or Rolling Stones, and who still, dull-witted elders, discuss cosmic jazz, prog, or other trivialities that rightfully belong in the dustbin of time, my mission to bring fresh, youthful notes could not ignore the most famous trapper in Italy, the incredibly brilliant and toothy Sfera Ebbasta.

I won't review the multi-award-winning "Rockstar" (but you who listen to my grandfather's funk, what do you know?) now stale by three years, but rather "Famoso," a great work released last year. I recommend listening to it; the legendary Gionata, alias Sfera Ebbasta, will release a new album next year, and thus this one will also start to take on the scent of young mold, but still mold. Stay current, update year after year, and every year discard what has become old. Obviously, the average debaseri(iot) won't understand, locked away like an old bully in the dark cellars of existence.

Our Sfera, taking inspiration from the ancient youth Jovanotti, skillfully mixes trap with rap, and it turned out well for him given the result obtained.

The big single is "Bottiglia privè," and it starts off with a bang. The track rocks with every single note (who knows if the average user of this site will experience emotions perhaps no longer known—old ones here we get wild), and the lyrics live up to expectations:

"Mai tradito un frate per una tipa
Mai tradito una tipa che amavo davvero
Dimmi, che ne sai dei momenti no?
Mi hai visto sorridere sopra uno yacht
E pensi sia tutto okay, pensi sia tutto appo-
Ma non è una cazzo appo-
Son cambiato da un po'."

Oh yes, the good Sfera has changed, but the desire to be the representative, the best I dare say, of the new generations has never wavered. He, as a good devotee of the present and never nostalgic of the useless past, gifts us pearls like "Tik tok" or "Gangang." Although the fiery "Giovani re" deserves a particular mention:

"Giovani re, piccole star
Si ricorderanno di noi, di noi
Via dal quartiere come leggende da bar
Quando parleranno di noi, di noi."

We will remember a young artist, in this sense also listen to "Hollywood," who, starting from nothing, has become the idol of thousands of young people who will not listen to Led Zeppelin (help, them again!), but who have understood that the present, and being projected towards the future, is the only thing that matters. Naturally, he avails himself of an exceptional production: Diplo, J Balvin (an absolute myth), Steve Aoki (the God), and the participation of Marracash, finally coming out of the anonymity dry spell (he was struggling a bit recently).

Happy listening, and, above all, enjoy modernity.