COLORS: A MATTER OF SKIN. COLOR HARMONIES. It’s a while that I "quarrel" with colors. Colors have a very important value in the life of everyone.My whole life is represented by colors.My songs have colors Smells are colorful. I have always plunged into the colors with gut. Instinct guides me in their choice. Lately I was not in ...

THE AUDIENCE: THE ART OF PERCEIVING. We always linger on talking about the artist. Of the 'active' part. But what about the viewer? Are we really sure that he is the so-called passive part? The fact that the audience is as actively involved as the actors is suggestive of a smart society that is not flattened by the spoon-fed imposed by the system. In the present age, ...

This is the title of the short film/videoclip "The Empty Fullness". A musical short film. Bulimia, an eating disorder. Not a quirk or a whim. A discomfort. Huge. Heavy. Like the body you drag. That you punish. For something it did not commit. The sense of needing to fill an emptiness with...

Boredom transcending life. Values wiped out. I won't use too much words. Just simple considerations, which many of you have surely made already, about two events happened in this last few weeks: the Casal Palocco affair and the Titan submarine. How many lives destroyed by boredom! I took two examples which caused a stir in recent weeks. But they are not...

AI: ah,i ahi, ahi, (ouch, ouch, ouch). Artificial intelligence? No, honestly, it doesn't worry or frighten me. If anything, it intrigues me. Quite a lot. I want to see how far it goes, even if the implications could be catastrophic (worse than we are right now? Yeah, maybe we have to get there). Why should that scare me? Because it takes our place? So what? Since the Industrial Revolution, many machines have flanked and replaced...

SI VIS PACEM PARA BELLUM. War is a human thing, it is a matter of nature. War is embedded in life itself. Life is a perpetual fight, inner and outer. One is born to survive and to reproduce. That's all. I don't want to hear bullshit like “We are cruel creatures and we are the only species killing its own kind”. If ...

Everything is much easier... than we imagine. Why do we sometimes say that life is meaningless? We need to contextualize this question in the present age. Progress and technology have eased life and streamlined the world. They created welfare. But they erased the disenchantment. They took God from us. We no longer need him.

THE INFLUENCERS? It is a useless tendency that has run its course. People are at last awakening and realising that influencers, all in all are quite useless people. The name alone is a pain in the arse. It implies that you are influencing my choices. Deliberately. Selling yourself to the company that gives you biggest money. Full stop.

Fuck politically correct! Is rock dead? Since long ago! the death came with grunge (which I adore), which marked the end of a musical and cultural era that was an explosion of creativity closely linked to an époque. "Rock" was a social-cultural revolution...

THE NEW OVER “DOSE” OF ABNORMALITY This autumn there will be new “updated” vaccines. But what does “updated” mean? That they would protect against new variations... but at this rate every 4 or 5 months there will be a new one. Even babies know that coronaviruses are mutating viruses. In fact, every year the flu vaccine is different.

BUT WHY DON'T YOU JUST LEARN ITALIAN? To speak in cursive. So what to say? Seriously I am speechless... Have you guys listened to Elisa Esposito? The teacher of speaking “cörsivœ”. But what the hell does it mean to speak in cursive? Kids today don't even know how to write in cursive! Does it make you laugh, though? No because maybe it's me who lacks in humor, but I feel a...

The massive and irreversible necrosis of brains: a clear metaphor of the actual days, in which technology is abused and makes us slaves to it. It's a song that represents a dystopian fiction story. An extremely warm, slow and boring summer day. A day like many others. Life goes by. Suddenly a strange wind begins to blow.

I conceived this song in March 2020, in not too suspicious times. I immediately began to ask myself questions about what was happening. Maybe too much. (At birth, I was given a brain and I keep it working.) It' s the first time I write a song about what happens outside...

Dancing blind, not knowing what steps to take. Without realizing where to go. How to move. Three different pictures of existence A white room, liberty house with a party and a defaced and decadent reality where humans are no longer humans. But aberrant and raged creatures, deformed by technological "evolution", by the stressed fever to be immortal and forever young.

The celebration of women without interference or feminist influences. The celebration of the pleasure that makes life flow. I would like to go back to feminine’s concept perceived in ancient times . Absolute and generative power; in fact, divinities were represented in the female form. Over the centuries this matriarchal concept was revised. I am not claiming the Woman’s superiority...