Luckily, there's much more in the album. First of all, lyrics and melodies. The former are an exquisite combination of levity and obliqueness. A whirlwind of gameplays and slighthly puzzling images. The latter are just as zippy and sibylline: tuneful and cosy, but never totally unveiling themselves. They don't let your curiosity slide into unconcerned comfort: there's always some detail you never noticed before, an unexpected dart or pirouette.
So the voice, fleecy, but sprightly, reveals its harmony with the mood of the songs. Discreet, but captivating. Tender, a bit dreamy; even ingenuous, why not? The same goes for the music: unpretentious, elegant and pleasantly old-fashioned, it projects a subtle shade of melancholy, a sweet aftertaste for such a sunny album.
Enzo Carella is a Roman singer/songwriter. This is his first album, with words by will-be Lucio Battisti lyricist Pasquale Panella.
- Guarda l'uccellino
- Fosse vero
- L'anima pagliacciona
- La serietà
- Il sud è un'infanzia sudata
Similar albums on the blog:
Alberto Fortis: omonimo (1979)
Lucio Battisti: Don Giovanni (Numero Uno, 1986)