Sanremo 2025, the report cards of the songs of the second evening

The child who dreams even if he has nothing, the smell of coffee, the pitches where you no longer play because the boys have mobile phones, the absent state are stereotyped images. But the refrain also has the rhythmic push to represent the nostalgia for certain beautiful lands and love in you grow and from which you want to escape, and which then regret.

It is not really “crying in a disco” (cit), if anything, undance after being there. Even in the second listening, the song maintains its almost vintage elegance in putting electronic production and music of the time in which Italian pop was called light music together. In addition, the dancers. Elo disk diva: obviously there is.

The best “I wanted to be” since the time of Water from the moon. He too wanted to be a great magician, enchant girls and snakes or more prosely to be a split on the run from a wolf dog or even just a gold medal of spit. And instead it is Lucio Corsi and the point is that it is fine. The second execution emerges even more the first melancholy and then celebratory character of this beautiful confession of normality. And then behind those guitar sounds there is a true rock culture: cheers.

A candy song: the more the juices and the less flavor it has. Indeed, it becomes bitter despite the attack on the supertramp. The second life of the Kolors passes through the continuous and shameless assault on the programming of the radio, but the more they care ItalodiskTherefore A boy a girlThen Karma) And the less you want to listen to them.

“Nie Simm 'd'O Sud” sang Pietra Montecorvino bringing his hand to the mouth in an act of magnificent vulgarity in the fake Sanremo of FFSS that is … that you led me to do on Posillipo if you don't love me anymore. Here much more modestly we are in a holiday climate, despite the belief (the cazzimma we wrote yesterday).

It has never been a great author and not even a great singer, but it works when it turns out a bit like in poisony freestyles or in anxious songs like this. Since many did not expect much risks being paradoxically one of the revelations of the Festival, but had sang better yesterday.

To be a kind of Revenge Song There is no out of place word, a sound that makes you jump, a scratch. And the “disgusting” underlined in favor of the camera, and not even the refrain on “your stupid eyes” or the call to a poignant pop song like The Winner Takes It All of the Abba. What tenderness, however, the final plant.

Here is to be decided: Cristicchi brings a theme or song to Sanremo? It is easy to sympathize with him and with When you are smallwho has a graceful pace while treating the sick mother. The song becomes relevant because the theme is, that's why we speak in similar cases of blackmail of the content (see Edmondo Berselli). At the Ariston you take a standing ovation, but it is not a song that we will want to listen to after the festival. And in both evenings, let's face it, the interpretation was at times.

If the kitsch is how it is the production of objects that want to be artistic, but they are actually trivial if not dozen, Diamond skin It's a Kitsch song. It is a self -portrait unfortunately without irony of a “bitch perhaps, but surprising” who, however, does not surprise anyone, “a loose threatening” which, however, does not threaten any certainty.

A confession of one's limits, however, made with a serenity we would say Mediterranean, perhaps because of the acoustic tools or the “wet costumes” mentioned in the text. Contrary to the girl of the song, the two lire we will gladly give them, especially after the second listening.

Lauro and his co-authors know how to play with commonplaces both in music (the first verse to Venditti which evokes very other wicked), and in the text. And he to do theater for generalist TV. Maybe after the Rolls Roycethe melter and the “paintings”, he remained the only possibility of presenting himself as a well -dressed narrator but with the crawled voice of an old suburban love. “I will call you from an Autogrill” is the tananism of this Sanremo.

For Giorgia it is another evening of the miracles (Lucio Dalla's quote is obviously not accidental). At the second listening to the song, which is good good, shows her limits, she does not. That stage is his, the Ariston audience as well and without too many Whitneyhoustonisms.

If Giorgia's melody cites The evening of miraclesthe passage “lately smoke and I go out very little, I'm in underwear” makes you think of the “I am always at home, I go out little, I think alone and I'm in underwear” Desperate erotic stomp. And perhaps what is missing from this song is a pinch of eroticism or even just a little Stomp to tell the chaos that overwhelms us all. The violent decreasing made the two dancers agreed early, yesterday guys, today elderly people.

Not only does the song counts, which could be one of the real hits to leave the festival, but also the aesthetic performance and studied in detail, from gestures to facial expressions. And perhaps this is what it takes to bring a slightly more advanced pop to the audience of Sanremo than what is expected. After yesterday's “na pret” is already pret winter.

He is one of the dilemmas of Sanremo: when he brings to the festival a song that says things about the world in which we live, but tells them lightly, the refrain-Splogan or the sharp part arrives to the public? The hello hello or the social vertigo? “Is it coming, is it coming” or the children's war? Thanks but no thanks It is softly pleasant, with those choirs so 70s, those “oh oh oh” from fever from Saturday evening, and to the second listening takes altitude. We will see Costa will remain.