A tender flapping of wings

A calm afternoon at home. There are not so many of them lately and I make sure to enjoy it at its fullest. I planned on playing an online women’s blitz tournament today, but about 10 minutes before it had to start- I had a change of heart. 

It all started with me remembering to check out an Italian rock singer I watched a movie about not so long ago. I found the song I was looking for and listened to it one time, two times, three times… Then I felt the urge to switch to my best headphones. They have such bass levels that the pleasure you get while listening to your favourite tracks can compare only to… Well, you get it- playing chess. Ai, ai, ai, of course playing chess! What did you think of? As about the noise cancellation- it makes my neighbour’s continuous renovation works sound like a butterfly’s tender flapping of wings. Sometimes I worry that while wearing them I might miss on an important thing happening, like an earthquake or some sudden bombing. Come on, in our safe, peaceful world? Right, right- it is non-sense to worry about such things. Ok, so I started listening to this song on this masterpiece of headphones and even felt like dancing. Why not, a little, innocent dance which no one can see. Just imagine- the neighbour hammering like he’s fighting some autocratic regime and, over the wall- me dancing on my beats, or his beats… No autocratic regime could handle that image!

I now have 5 new favourite tracks from that Italian rock singer and why not listen to them on repeat? They not only make me dance, but as you’ve seen- also provoke deep thoughts on natural phenomena and political ideologies.

I love music. My previous headphones are the best evidence to that. After the four years in which I wore them continuously in all kinds of places and circumstances, they look like my kind neighbour used them to perfect his hammering skills and believe me- his skills are… divine.

Back to that online blitz tournament- the biggest problem is that I can’t play it while wearing headphones. The reason is obvious- serious anti cheating measures which involve joining a zoom call. So, I decided to skip on it and devote those 2 hours to the other two favourite activities of mine- listening to music and writing. Just a second- the 5 songs just finished, and I need them to start over.

Italian is indeed a beautiful language! I already had quite some of Andrea Bocelli’s songs in my playlists, but I have never listened to Italian rock before. Judging by the number of times I have put those 5 songs on repeat today- it’s not bad at all either. I guess you must be curious by this point who I am speaking about. I like this trait of character- curiosity, so I’ll indulge you- Gianna Nannini is her name. And the song which made me dance? Why not indulge on that too? “America”. Perhaps you can also dance on some autocratic beats. Why not democratic if the song is called “America”? I wonder about that myself… Let’s blame my neighbour’s butterfly wings flapping for that. For a second or two I contemplated on the possibility to delve into some argumentation or even analysis on democracy and autocracy, but… I think I’ll just leave some lyrics of the song with their English translation instead.

“Fammi volare

lei le mani sui fianchi come fosse l’America

fammi sognare
lui che scende e che sale e si sente l’America
fammi l’Amore
lei che pensa ad un altro e si inventa l’America
fammi l’amore
forte sempre più forte ed io sono l’America.”

Make me fly,
she with her hands on her hips as if she were America
make me dream,
he who goes down and up and feels America
make love to me,
she thinks of another and invents America
make love to me
hard, harder, and I am America.

 

P.S. "Beautiful rebel" is the name of the movie I watched which was inspired by Gianna Nannini and got me curious to seek her music.