Vasco Rossi
Nessun Pericolo... Per Te

THE REVIEW

The Dark Side Of The Blasco

In 1996, "Nessun Pericolo... Per Te" was released. This album represents the darkest, most damned, 'politically incorrect', uneducational and tremendously fascinating record, of Vasco's entire career. Along with the previous work "Gli Spari Sopra" (1993), it is also the most Rock. The band of the Zocca rocker at its peak splendor manages to give the album a hard and perfect rock sound that, in many tracks, provides an absolutely 'non-Italian' aura, but a classic and modern rocker one. This is thanks to the collaboration of fantastic musicians: Vinnie Colaiuta, Randy Jackson, Mike Landau, and Andrea Braido.

The pieces to remember: the opening "Un Gran Bel Film", an oneiric, drunken, and dreamy rock; the famous sweetly poetic ballad "Gli Angeli" (for the making of the videoclip, even the legendary Roman Polanski stepped in - as soon as he senses an art that has something damned and dark, he dives right in -), a piece that starts sweet, slow, and whispered to end with powerful and overwhelming guitar riffs; the political protest rock and against society of "Mi Si Escludeva"; the sweetness of the famous "Sally"; the terrible diatribe against the 'realized Italian bourgeois' of "Praticamente Perfetto"; finally, the true soul of the record, the dirtiest and rudest song of the album, where the nature of 'Blasco' is unleashed without restraints, the slow but engaging blues-rock of the title-track "Nessun Pericolo... Per Te".
There are numerous 'impactful' phrases in the lyrics of this album, which became almost 'cult' for the youth in the mid-90s, because of their ironic, wonderfully poetic, incorrect, and often amusing nature. Among these, I quote:

"Non voglio più sentirmi dire mai: 'My problem is fucking my life'" (Nessun Pericolo... Per Te)
"50 anni fa il problema lo risolvevano bruciandoli, c'è chi dice che il problema è che non ci sono più fiammiferi" (Mi Si Escludeva)
"Vivi in bilico e fumi le tue 'Lucky Strike' e ti rendi conto di quanto le maledirai" (Gli Angeli)
"Perché la vita è un brivido che vola via, è tutto un equilibrio sopra la follia... sopra la follia" (Sally)
"Anche se muoiono in un sabato di merda o che ne so cosa c'è cosa te... non ci credo che stasera te piangi più di me, sei un ipocrita schifoso e sei pericoloso!" (Praticamente Perfetto)
"Quando arrivano i conti sai ognuno paga comunque i suoi: quindi tu prega il tuo Dio, che io prego il mio!" (Un Gran Bel Film)
"Time, datemi Time, last Time, again: so quel che faccio e sento di far questo e tu non c'entri un cazzo amico, vai affanculo te e chi non te l'ha mai detto" (Nessun Pericolo... Per Te)
"Tanto la musica è dolce, sentila qui che piacere, ti gira in torno e non muore... per me vuol farti godere" (Praticamente Perfetto)
"Dietro non si torna, non si può tornare giù, quando ormai si vola, non si può cadere più, vedi tetti e case e grandi le periferie e vedi quante cose sono solo fesserie... e da qui... e da qui... qui non arrivano gli angeli" (Gli Angeli)

This is the guise in which the Zocca rocker manages to express his best, this is his authentic nature, this is the sound that runs through his veins, these are his ignorant and wise lyrics at the same time, which suit him so well. It's a shame that after this extreme peak, the Blasco began an endless downward spiral. As for my personal opinion on the works that followed this album, I would draw a veil of solemn silence.
But this dark, black and damned album, from the heart of the 90s, is my favorite of the artist. And it is the one that, on evenings when you feel angry and at odds, with yourself and with society, is worth listening to again.