FREAK OUT by FREAK ANTONI

This work was born from genuine affection, towards a man and a character who, even if he did not grasp the ecumenical success, was a keen interlocutor for those who asked for music more than three minutes of petty emotion.
Freak has had many artistic lives, but the real one was, as for everyone, only one. But in less than sixty years of life and forty years of music he has ground, elaborated and returned to his public the results of an omnivorous curiosity and a painful and ironic interest in life and art in its most varied expressions. His connection with a tormented and amused existence, punctuated by self-destructive behaviors and the stubborn search for truth, if ever there was one, is also ironic.

And who forgets that bewildered character who was Beppe Starnazza, perhaps the one who more than all the masks played by Freak, has had the "honors" of television passages, which, however, have not in the least done justice to the cultured and capable Roberto Antoni to be much more than the harmless jammer of swampy transmissions. A great provocateur who deserved and achieved success together with the Skiantos, because, if one of the tasks of art is to destabilize, he did it and was credible, despite the reassuring aspect of those who constantly do punched with the world and sometimes he wins, sometimes he hits the ground.

Her ability to create small masterpieces of originality and intelligence has always remained high, going from the exuberant goliardia of the first compositions to the refined research on contemporary and classical music, when she meets the pianist Alessandra Mostacci. One wonders what unites these two very different artists, but perhaps not so much and how the rigorous academic training of a musician like Alessandra coexists with a visionary always ready to discard to the side to leave the highway, as Freak has always done . Yet interesting works are born, together they invent Ironikontemporaneo, once again a project that is difficult to define, but easy to understand, for those who have ears to hear. Concert? Theater? Alessandra's powerful piano-supported poetry?

With Mostacci she writes many songs and some are on this record. The non sense, artifice that he used to tell reality in his own way is present, alongside apparently light lyrics, which seem to follow the rules of the most brazen pop. Yet behind every tattered song by Freak there is more, behind the kissed rhymes there is the bitterness of living and being an artist in a country that does not recognize talent, which feeds on appearance and forages conformism and homologation.
All of us who have heard his songs over the years and who, right now, are turning this CD in our hands, sometimes, being on his side, a little more intelligent we felt.

There are records that, born after the artist's death, are wrapped in suspicion of the posthumous and pretentious celebration. Over the years, the record industry has offered us an endless list of artists who, once passed through, found themselves suddenly at the top of the same charts that, perhaps, have ignored them for a long time or always. In short, the king dies, the king lives, in short...

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