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Italian Three Way

You guessed it - with the Marcellos.

After Sleeping with French Men it seems like the thing to do.

Not really.

I figured I'd share some of the soundtrack of my last days here in Italia, or at least the top three.  If you've had the unfortunate experience of my less-than-stellar video skills from the Jovanotti concert the other night posted to this blog's facecrack page, you'll maybe appreciate these.  (Hopefully also whichever country you're tuning in from will allow you to see them; I understand sometimes they don't get through.)

1) Arrivera` (It Will Arrive) by Moda` featuring Emma

Since the 1st evening at Sanremo this past February I've watched audiences increasingly lose it during live performances of this first song.  It's in my head & when it comes on the radio I'm always transfixed.  If just hearing this song and watching the video doesn't give you pelle d'oca (goosebumps) ...



... then check out the lyrics I found already translated by Simona here.

*sniff*

What else do my neighbors get to hear me sing in the shower?  Well there's no need to ask them.

2)  Here is Vasco Rossi's Eh Gia (Already).  Simona translates the lyrics again better than I ever will here and I'm glad I found this because I was singing something along the lines of:

Col cuore che batte più forte
la vita che va e non va
al diavolo non si vende
si che palle
(WRONG)

As opposed to: 

Col cuore che batte più forte
la vita che va e non va
al diavolo non si vende

si regala (CORRECT)
 
What's the difference?  Val's version:

"With a heart that beats stronger,
whether life works out or not,
you don't sell your soul to the devil,
yes, what balls" (WRONG)

vice:

"With the heart that beats faster
With the life that comes and goes wrong
You don't sell it to the devil
You give it to him" (CORRECT)



Vasco Rossi - Eh già - video ufficiale di terminator118

 In quattro parole: "Io sono ancora qua!"
(In four words: "I am still here!")

Yes!

3)  Nathalie - Vivo Sospesa (I Live Suspended)

We're still at Sanremo with the hits.  The lyrics of this piece, at least to one each crazy writer of this blog, comprise another one of those 'hauntingly beautiful seeking hope out of numbness' experiences that I get off on.  I absolutely adore the crescendo of the music, vocals, implied determination to feel again.   



No, I haven't been drinking, it's only 10 AM.  I still have another hour.

So yes, she's singing about living "suspended between dreams and everyday life." There is hope that things will become clearer and the current pain will serve  more as a point of strength in an ensuing wild wind storm, hoping her days will become more like her dreams. 

Strengths in high-wind
fragile forms consumed by time
will transform the deep wounds
and the words in the sighs of lovers

Bad ass.  Gutsy.  Hot.

I hope you all enjoyed today's little three-way and are having - and getting ready to wrap up - a beautiful week!

Peace, love, and ♫ whatever moves you ♪ ...

Comments

  1. Wow!!! Those are incredible songs!!! Thank you for sharing them! I am going to look on iTunes right now to see if I can download them :) I am ALWAYS looking for new Italian music - it's nice to have someone narrow the search :) Beautiful songs and beautiful lyrics! Ciao :)
    PS - your blog has become "sluggish" to scroll through....some kind of technical issue? Just wanted to let you know! I still battle through it, though, to read it all!!!

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  2. "It's only 10am, I still have another hour."

    Laughed and spilled my coffee with that! (No Bailey's in it, it's only 9:30 here, I still have a half hour.)

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  3. @Barbara - I think I piled another 130 songs into my iPod while I was here, as my friend has much Jovanotti, Vasco Rossi, Venditti, and Fiorella Mannoia - I think you'll like her "Quello Che Le Donne Non Dicono" - I must have hit repeat on that song at least 3 times walking around today.

    I'm suspecting the videos are making the site sluggish. Blogs with a lot of videos/music/buttons and clips are actually painful for me to visit, so I understand. Apologies & thank you for the information.

    @ADoC - What the hell is so funny? ;P Even though today I didn't have my first glass until almost 3pm, but yes, I usually have a glass of wine with lunch at 11 back home. Interestingly enough, some wine makers won't let you barrel taste their wines after late morning because your palate should be 'fresh'! You can understand why I don't see a problem with Baileys - "It's not just for breakfast anymore" being in your coffee this time of day. xo

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  4. Italian pop music is so bad and SO GOOD... hell, it's 11 a.m. somewhere... ;) love this post...

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  5. Isn't it though? Thank you, Jeremy. Huh - Still thinking about your post - Holy Shit!

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  6. Another hour? Not that you'd be counting down, of course!! But those songs are well & truly enough of a distraction! Well done - although I'll have those lyrics fluttering around my head for the rest of the day now ...

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  7. Funny thing is I don't keep track of time as far as "when I can eat" or "when I can have a glass of wine." Once I poured a 1/2 glass of Sauv Blanc for a late morning breakfast because I made this wicked cheesy egg dish with asparagus and thought it paired better with the coffee or orange juice. Go figure. Am ripping some of these albums into my iTunes as I type this and preloading the iPod for the trip. Glad you enjoyed!

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  8. I always enjoy your music posts. So many songs to listen to, and so little time, but perfect for the transatlantic flight. Now I'm off to iTunes.

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  9. I'm glad you enjoy these - you know I love to share. Happy iTunes shopping!

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  10. Venditti, Vasco Rossi, De Gregori, I grew up listening to those guys. Ilove your translation of 'che palle', you're a crack up.

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  11. Ciao Alessandra - I'm quite hooked, having only discovered this music in the last 2 years. Yeaaahh - che palle (I'm thinking of the nonverbal that goes with it). My translations normally suck, as you'll come to read - then months later I realize - oh, oopsie. But you'll get this - my friend was telling me at dinner last night that all though the literal translation for the word "gia" is "already" - the expression Vasco Rossi uses in the song, "Eh, gia" is more of a "whatevs" kind of tone. "Hey, whatever, I'm still here!" His body language in the video cracks me up too.

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  12. A fabulous post. Super music and I get to learn Italian and sing. Thank you. Now, I must check out the foreign music section at HMV and see if I can buy any of these artists cds.
    Huge hugs
    XOXO

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  13. Now why did I think Italian was one of the many languages you spoke? I did snatch up about 7 CDs while I was there because i-Tunes and Amazon don't always have the latest foreign stuff. Hugs to you, Carol - back to my settling in. *sigh* Blissfully stupidly happier to be home than I can express.

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