How is Damiano David's new album? Cute. Enough. Full of refrains, a few stanzas, large laps of Do, a handcuff volume, songs that you know exactly where they go to parry after the first four jokes, maximum respect for the comfort zones of the listener – made even more comfort by international style and English texts. Affections. Algorithms. Team work. Reference: Harry Styles and Paul Anka, Beatles and Queen, 1950s and 80s, the golden age of the song. Los Angeles, the invention of pop music. Don Henley, Bryan Adams.
At best you will find the reason that will make you turn the summer. The new single is placed well Zombie Lady With the sequencer pumping and a girl who eats your heart (“with you the afterlife will be brilliant”), because there is always something macabre, dark, in the male romanticism of the character. Nice dark that tattooed a broken heart under the left eye and a star under the right, Liebe und Tod, love and hateone who knows the flavor of solitude, fragility, melancholy. “A song that makes me cry / and all the drugs that I made myself / will not make me more than the first time I met you.” Still that crazy story of cocaine at Eurovision, who knows why. Cheering for Roma. In Rome, yesterday everyone talked about the new Pope who supports Rome, to say.
“I had just seen The corpse brideone of my favorite films, “says Damiano to explain Zombie Lady in the press conference that announces its debut Funny Little Fearsone Sunday at lunchtime, in Rome in one of the temple of Italian music with the ghosts of Morricone and of Deep red (for the most suggestible). And this is the best. The worst, the most annoying thing: you will turn in the middle of one of the ten refrains and someone will take advantage of the peak of the ecstasy to sell you a ice cream, a telephone card, any happiness. It is not the commercial music that should worry, it is the trade in the sound of music. “New house new me new state / new look new car new / but I still feel close to you”, sings in Voicesone of the individuals we already know. “These voices will find me.” Sometimes those who sing love in songs means much more than love only.
The disc was born from “an exploration of myself”, explains Damiano, “I had a sense of despair and sadness and I didn't know why”. Follows what could even be a revelation: «The break has started from the end of a relationship, a secret thing. I felt weakened and I didn't know who I was. My identity had been taken away. ” Damn. The silence between the rows of journalists prevents you from asking myself if I don't know anything about it or nobody knows anything, here, of the secret. “Call me when he breaks your heart / next summer baby I will wait for you here”, maybe everything was already in Next Summeranother single. Four those already heard. It could also have been possible to stop: the inspiration does not come to the kilo a long time, ten songs are not even few. Damiano reveals that only the seventh has heard the anxiety of the performance. They say that the working group had at least 70 of songs.
Before starting listening, a trailer for a good workmanship shows us during two weeks of Retteat In Joshua Tree in California, where the album would have been written. We use the conditional because the weight of Statytelling is evident: above one of those American films caravan, while guiding an American cars among the American cacti (according to the Mormons were the arms of Giosuè who indicated the promised land), in the evening Damiano wrote the texts on an old style notebook. The same black notebook rigid cover that the marketing office puts us in the handbag with the gadgets. I hoped it was the anastatic copy of the one seen in the trailer but the sheets are all white, striped. Sin.
“Joshua tree, the dunes, the clear sky,” he ventures when someone with the age to do it try to object that Joshua Tree was the tree of the U2. It was 1987, 40 years ago, and Bono had slipped the inclined plan of the prophet, other times. Bono and U2 are not a reference from the album. Maybe just the first single Silverlines He had something suspended, according to the style of that time: “All my fears disappear (…) / because peace belongs to me”. Christmas, released last year. What if Joshua Tree was like the Måneskin, the desecration of rock signs? We find out if by hypothesis the subtext of these full and of these sentimental (and musical) voids, anxieties, small fears, finished loves and in the balance, diseases, distances, metaphorical dead is not in a kind of the impostor syndrome – which I do here and because – more than in the generic fragility required of the male pop artist of these times.
That is, in the same statute of being an artist, at the time of the talent shows and the Cancel Culture, of the aggression of social media, of the very dangerous game of the Celebrity. The original sin of X Factor And of that “cocaine” to the Eurofestival where – he says – he will not be among the superospites. Emigrated to Los Angeles (“Living in Hollywood has influenced me a lot, it is an aesthetic that I have always loved”), Damiano experiences something for all of us, his fragility belongs to us deeply. It is the true meaning of all his songs. “I was born with a broken heart / if I were a cactus you would be a balloon” (Born With in Broken Heart). “When I am sick of myself / you are medicine” (SICK OF MYSELF). “My dancer I still feel here / when I dance the tango with my fears” (Tango). Etc.
Departing for a world tour. There is a song, the most surprising of all, which is called MarsMars. “The world is over,” he says, “but nothing new / we will make love in a larger room / Adam and Eva, Ross and Rachel, the Beatles and the WHO / what remains of humanity / I and you”. It is the most political thing about the disc, the desertion from the future. “Everyone talked about rockets,” Damiano finally explains “and I thought: I don't want to go. I don't want to be the Adam of the new civilization, it would be nice to remain alone on the Earth that ends, so we have to die sooner or later ».
