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I've always been wary of the enthusiasm of converts, and now I am in the position of the converted - which would require me to temper my enthusiasm. But I can not even shut my admiration for a record that I listened to five times to duty - to prepare for a meeting and interview - and then I listened to at least three other times for pleasure, in spite of the inconvenience of listening in streaming (but I will tell you this postscript).
Rap and hip hop are neither competent nor passionate. It's not snobbery, is that this is not my bread takes teeth too young to chew it. I do not think I've ever listened to an entire disc of rap and / or hip hop before that, though, of course, I've heard something here and there, if only for a minimal need for training (though I did not yet clear about the difference between rap and hip hop purists will forgive me and technicians if I happen to confuse the two terms). To say, I happened to attend the children of a group of Varese, the Huga Flame, whom I met in time by no suspects, giving them the first prize in a contest that was presiding over the jury (we're talking 2002), and to follow their beautiful growth with affection and attention, I liked certain things about Frankie Hi-NRG MC, but for the rest I confess my ignorance, not due to end prejudice against the genre (although I have always bothered a certain look and some gestures that can make sense in the United States, but which I imported verbatim in Italy are simply ridiculous) but caused by the knowledge that I said before - because distrust of older people who pose as gggiovani and boast an open mind that physiologically can not own.
But Fabri Fibra I have often been intrigued. When I read and reviewed Rockol his book, "conspiracy", I found it brilliant and advisable; overruns and pop - or at least to my ears sounded pop - some of his recent songs ("Vip in trip", "L 'Italian dance ") they seemed fun and non-trivial. More recently, near the exit of this album, the single "Ready, Set, Go!" Seemed to me an excellent example of a lightweight deep, deep or light (you choose the oxymoron you prefer). It will, also, that I trust very instinct of children who have an ear for songs that work - and in fact my son three years, has elected one of its songs at the moment - but, then, when they agreed the proposal to interview the rapper Senigallia I have not turned back, and I have assigned the task to someone more competent than me. I was curious to know the person, more than a musician. And I am very glad to have met him.
But here we must speak of the disc, right? So, I will say that "War and Peace" I thought it was a great job, made in an excellent manner by Michele Canova and full of interesting ideas.
As I said, I do not have the technical competence to express an opinion, but as a simple listener, I found some very catchy songs. For example, the opening sequence: "You write," that "sampling" a phrase from the lyrics of a song Baustelle, "Voice", which I find exciting (I mean really) the impact of the sentence cantata "And there is a voice echoes in my head that / says 'We're going to wave', "" What time ", enriched by the participation of the vocal soul singer Al Castellana. Of "Ready, Set, Go!" I said, "Panic", in which he participates Neffa, is very impressive, it is also the title track "War and Peace", "Ring Ring" and "fifteen hundred" have potential to single, and the bonus track on iTunes, "Too much of everything," it seems to me with the stigmata of a manifesto, and not look out of place as an editorial on some major newspaper (and perhaps, as was the famous remark of John Lennon on the Beatles " more popular than Jesus ", would cause burning sacrificial disks Fabri Fibra, because of the phrase" come to unveil the fourth secret of Fatima, the Church will disappear ").
In fact, the one that made me excited about the songs on "War and Peace" is the dense masses of phrases and speeches, quotations and references, paraphrases and references, which reveals an extraordinary lexical richness (and an equally admirable ability to manipulate the words: Giuseppe Antonelli, the author of "What do you want to be a song," could write a short essay). Now that I think about it, I'm pretty sure would have liked to Fabri Fibra Edmondo Berselli, and I really regret not being able to read what he had written the lyrics of this album.
In which film references abound ("Karate Kid," "Mission: Impossible," "The Godfather," "The Wizard of Oz," "Austin Powers", "Clockwork Orange", "A Falling Down", "The Sixth Sense , "" Pretty Woman, "" Seven, "the horror of China, the Sofia Coppola for" Lost in Translation ", even Florestano Vancini of" Snow in the glass, "1986, and the whole finale of" Frank Sinatra "is a tribute to the ramblings of the computer HAL in the finale of "2001: A Space Odyssey") in which they are appointed colleagues in the music (Arisa, Ligabue, Alberto Camerini, Jovanotti, Lucio Dalla, Vasco Rossi - "en travesti" I say this without malice, but in the sense that the first and last name are deformed - Valerio Scanu) in which are scattered phrases that could become proverbial, or at least enrich some dictionary of "quotes" ("I am in search of God like every writer," "You be careful and put aside the good feelings "," It takes a lot of courage to be losers, "" those who have less few mistaken ideas "," Do not take advice from those who never accepts advice "," This is the world to be entertained "," There is the event if there is no waiting "," The best revenge is success "," No cock is as hard as life "), in which allusions appear not easy to decipher ( "I'll teach you how to walk with Clara" understands only one who has seen the cartoons of Heidi, "It was better when there was Aelle" is a nod to the lovers of the genre - "Aelle" was for all years Ninety an Italian magazine of hip hop culture, "time to talk radio you and Rita" is a mockery of a broadcaster only Italian music - R Ita, geddit? - that does not transmit songs Fabri) and characters not just from weekly hairdresser (Aleister Crowley, Nikola Tesla).
And in the texts abound, too, critics harsh and brutal contemporary Italy. "All bugger all, in Italy almost here we are already born with a dick in the ass." "From abroad we are able to decode." "And the country is not in motion." "Where are the new proposals - I mean in politics, the singers?". "The country where young people speak like the old and where the old are still young." "This nation always seems on the verge of the end."
Sentences pamphlet, with the strength of the slogan and the weight of the judgment lapidary. But transmitted, broadcast, supported by a robust music, energetic, catchy: quite the contrary, therefore, the self-styled "song writing" soporific, verbose, pedantic that you continue to pass off as a kind of "high" and which is become a sticky molasses which celebrates its rites in front of public ever fewer and no longer able to transmit any message that is not that of an unbearable self. That Fabri Fibra is excellent songwriting: modern but not "gggiovane" social but not political, but not committed Pallosa. And never boring. Applause for Fibra.
