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This is the blog of newborn Feedback , a small organization that moves mainly in the field of experimental music . A tool that will serve as a starting point for new sound experiences: events from us, interesting initiatives that we report but also reviews of plays / views of particular interest and whatever else we think interesting in the varied but often vacuous world "artistic".
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Pietro Metastasio. These are just songs

The mistreated (by critics not the waist) Metastasio inspired at the end Caproni and Fortini, in addition to having produced thousands of songs and opera librettos. But who said that his themes are empty and its metric stupid? I find it beautiful hendecasyllable the initial wave, and sliding on the next seven day ... Colloquial and the same time music.


The hero of China, 1752

Who Wants to be a sign of madness expressed
The
confide himself to doubt Tues of loving care, I see
Mintee first, then I condemn.

If all weaves
Love So lovely chains, is well put that heart
What
does not live in servitude.
Son delight even the penis
On a happy prisoner
When you join the empire
The beauty and virtue.

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Poets pain: Franco Fortini

If you think of Franco Fortini, he is remembered for his analysis of the relationship between literature and politics, or the bright contrast to Pier Paolo Pasolini on the role of the intellectual in society. I remember this sad and lyrical composition that I wanted to memorize. The scheme of a Baroque madrigal deconstructed with long verses, rhymes and other unrelated kissed, and a metric rare, strange sounds from slipping. Fortini has shown us a rough and stony road that perhaps we will never have the courage to take.

composites Solvantur (1994)

If I wanted more time these small words on paper
align (on paper that does not hurt)
the pain that the bones will

you would already too high, too similar to the acute
of birds in the morning fully closed, all silent on the very
magnolia vie

Here I write, dear children. I have no bone or tendon
not tell pitched voice: "I can no more."
Grand Imperial phosphorus, and make ash.