Mannarino, Italian singer-songwriter
Hey everyone!
Nothing in this section since 2020? Well, I’ll jump in. With Italy—completely random, of course .
Have you heard of Alessandro Mannarino? He’s something else compared to Toto Cotugno or Eros Ramazzotti...
A young-ish guy (45 years old), handsome like a bad boy , who started his musical journey on the streets of Rome, sleeping in squats with people from all walks of life, before being discovered by a journalist and recording 5 albums.
His music is super *orrechiabile* (how do you say that in French?... easy to listen to...?) with diverse influences. And his lyrics—simple but powerful.
A few examples from his different albums:
Svegliatevi italiani
Translation, not bad.
Maddalena
Translation, very rough, but it gives you an idea. PS for Masterpo if you’re reading this: an answer to *Noli me tangere*! Mado had other things to do. Something human, wonderfully human.
Arca di Noè
No translation available for this song, which sings of a lost Noah’s Ark world adrift. So, uh, the chorus? Let’s go, let’s go. But where are we going? Who knows? Who knows? I’m not afraid. This life is all I have, and the shorter it is, the louder I’ll sing: Eu quero viver como um beija-flor
Agua
No translation for this one either. Just two lines: At night, you can search in an embrace for something that doesn’t taste like rage.
Hope this inspires some of you to listen more, in the winter light.
Nothing in this section since 2020? Well, I’ll jump in. With Italy—completely random, of course .
Have you heard of Alessandro Mannarino? He’s something else compared to Toto Cotugno or Eros Ramazzotti...
A young-ish guy (45 years old), handsome like a bad boy , who started his musical journey on the streets of Rome, sleeping in squats with people from all walks of life, before being discovered by a journalist and recording 5 albums.
His music is super *orrechiabile* (how do you say that in French?... easy to listen to...?) with diverse influences. And his lyrics—simple but powerful.
A few examples from his different albums:
Svegliatevi italiani
Translation, not bad.
Maddalena
Translation, very rough, but it gives you an idea. PS for Masterpo if you’re reading this: an answer to *Noli me tangere*! Mado had other things to do. Something human, wonderfully human.
Arca di Noè
No translation available for this song, which sings of a lost Noah’s Ark world adrift. So, uh, the chorus? Let’s go, let’s go. But where are we going? Who knows? Who knows? I’m not afraid. This life is all I have, and the shorter it is, the louder I’ll sing: Eu quero viver como um beija-flor
Agua
No translation for this one either. Just two lines: At night, you can search in an embrace for something that doesn’t taste like rage.
Hope this inspires some of you to listen more, in the winter light.