AmoDente (ie, random thoughts on the concert at Teatro Dal Verme)
Dente almost by accident I discovered, two years ago when he played at Festoria Saronno. That evening I went to hear him because I did not know who he was and probably had more to do, but in the evening after everyone had been in Red Square did nothing but talk about the concert of teeth and what was good and fun. Some time later I heard again and then back again, to which I am determined to find some information here and there and listen to something curious.
Behold, I since then I have not abandoned, it was love immediately.
rarely happens to me to get interested as an artist: there is always some song that just convinces me that when I send out a systematic part on iTunes, there is often something that makes me say, "Yes, I like it. But ... "I can hardly hear for months on the same disc without getting tired.
This is exactly the case of Dent. Perhaps it is the simplicity of music, text, or perhaps the fact that I find myself practically in most of the things that sings (maybe I should start to worry?), Which is depressing to me, things like particularly depressing, and he writes about things to pack, even if they are disguised as light-hearted songs but if you listen well well you cut my veins, it will be for its irony that borders on stupidity, that is, as if not enough, even physically dear Peveri reflects through and all my ideal man - messed up hair, beard, skinny and a little 'nerds, let's face it, the fantastic "French" r "and, like everything not enough to make me bitter, slightly flared pants, or maybe just a bigger size, which often leads (yes, I have strange tastes, what can I do?) - in short, will be for all these things and maybe a few more that I Tooth I love it.
am therefore very happy that the bad luck that struck me every time I even remotely thought of going to hear a concert lately I have dropped and after hearing him live a couple of times in places quite as usual Magnolia or the Democratic Party (?) I do not remember where (Osnago, I think), Friday evening I had convinced my friend Sarah to come with me to assist at the Teatro Dal Verme last (sigh) date tour!
Al Dente is Dal Verme mica come alone: obviously, were his fellow musicians who have accompanied him throughout the tour and I do not know the names of which, there was a small horn section - with Enrico Gabrielli that he played only four instruments & ndash , and then there were Manuel Agnelli, Vasco Brondi , Genius , the disturbance, there was Max Collini short, there was a lot of beautiful people, more than a concert was a party very well managed, with many guests and a celebrated adorably dazed that he forgot the agreements, which hold forth for long minutes of nonsense between songs and each other and that was his usual terrible jokes, but then so horrible that you laugh a tear for the strength that you forgive him even for one so off tune here and there , because his emotion was clear and you could see even if you were a mile from the stage that the dear tooth was moved several times and wanted to burst into tears of joy. It is useless to describe here is the concert for word for word, because the lineup of course I do not remember, I can say is that among the latest songs and more old, a new and fantastic duets (Male type of honey and blessed me with Manuel Agnelli, Green with Vasco Brondi, Buonagiorno Buonafortuna with Pertrurbazione, Don Giovanni with Max Collini or Precious with The Genius) and more than two hours have passed and I have not even noticed. And I swear that in a couple of moments I was also going to cry I too along with the tooth, but do not tell anyone.
(If anyone interested, however, there is a review here a bit 'more serious and detailed consultation and a few photographs and youtube some good soul has already posted some videos. Oh, and rumor that November 26 will hear the recording Patchanka ).
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