Vasco, but how many things did you tell us in two nights? The first in summer. Because you always come back in summer. The origin was a magical date 07-07-07, you left it impressed with an almost diabolical mathematical repetition that today closes the circle because the concerts in the land of the Strait have become seven (in 18 years). Many things have changed and many have remained unchanged. Like your amazement for the 2007 “Franco Scoglio” stadium when you declare, smiling, that you want to buy it for its charm and that in these two days you have renamed a amphitheater that sings ».
You have always had the rare dowry to summarize generational moods in versesmixing sudden intuitions with linguistic and bright musical choices. Like the light on Saturday and Sunday on stage. The light that is life, “reckless” as you like. And we think: “It’s okay with reckless, but now maybe try to curb.” And instead once again on the night of Messina your paradigm materializes: Rocker with excesses and provocationswhich is the soul of a world that needs to find balances “above madness” of the present day. That of the “Farabutti and cowardly that the war decide to then close in their bunkers and make it fight to the innocent”. And then your “Fuck War” and “Enough with the massacre of the Innocenti di Gaza” with the flag of Don Ciotti in his hand represent the thread that will be resulted in in a concert that changes the ladder compared to the past and puts life back to the center of everything.
From general to particular. Your life in our life, that of four generations who are all there at the “Scoglio” stadium. United by 200 songs, 800 concerts, and that 86 -meter wide spatial stage, 25 deep and dominated by 5 gigantic screens (if it is not perfection, we are not missing), with 24 flame points that have fiery Messina, as if needed. Your rock becomes a touched and simultaneously reflective. The Alfa del Tour is “reckless life” for the first time at the beginning of the concert. What do you want to tell us Vasco? To live fully, accepting the risk as an integral part of human experience. And so the concert follows the track: all the songs speak of life with “I am innocent”, “Futurist Manifesto”, because (“… you made a pact you know / with my emotions / I let them live and they do not do me out …”) and “Valium”. Voice of the Word … “Living” comes shortly after because “living and hoping to feel better”.
First break, a little to finish (it is said around that you are 73 years old, but something is wrong) and a little to remind us how good I am Vince Pastano (musical direction and guitars), Stef Burns (guitar), Antonello D’Urso (acoustic guitar, programming and choirs), Alberto Rocchetti (keyboards and choirs) and Roberta Montanari (voice). It starts again with “good or bad” (2005), “It is not very enough” and that wonderful “we are here” to want to put to the center to be too often swept away by the technique that is becoming the dominant factor in society. The answer is inside “There are those who say no”, a sensational aggregator of consents and voices for those who tell simple things in a only apparently complex journey. And so that “is it worth yes” in “I will lose” does the pair with “Without regret” of “If you could say” sung by the public ten times for you Vasco, because your people of love is worth more than an army. It is one of the most beautiful frames of the night and closes that part of concert where “the world I would like”, the medley with “La witch” / “you want something” / “a song for you” and “okay, that’s okay”, up to “Sally”, they refer to us yet another message: “Because we are used to living in the past or future. But the past makes depressed, the future puts anxiety. Only present allows you to be happy ». And maybe letting go as in “Rewind”, that collective rite that is pure, miraculous, curative and liberating energy and is the trademark of Vasco.
The immortals “We are only us”, “Song” and “Albachiara” With the final fireworks, the three keys that close the emotions of 40 thousand people (80 thousand in two evenings) who with illusions and certainties coexist in search of that sense that is simply life, close in the casket of “Franco Scoglio”. Reckless. “Because I made a pact, with my emotions, I let them live and they don’t make me out.”