Piero Montanari
On February 3, died five years ago Pertini Hospital of Rome is not yet eighty years old, for a sudden disease, Romano Mussolini. His story is truly amazing that I remember, having been a friend and having played with him for many years.
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Fourth, the five children of Benito Mussolini and Rachele Guidi began playing the piano while he was confined with his mother and sister in Ischia, after the fall of fascism and under the guidance of more experienced Ugo Calise, the author of Nun is a sin and 'Na entry, 'Na guitar,' or just ' and moon. Jazz is the new music imported by the Americans with Victory Disc, but also loved by his brother Vittorio that makes you know, it is struck and Romano, in spite of a few years before his father had even forbidden.
began a career that led him to play all over the world and the most important jazz musicians, many of them intrigued by his personality and, above all, by his surname tragic.
Rome, the '50s and '60s, the characters of the Dolce Vita, the premises of Via Veneto, the Cinema, the Hollywood on the Tiber, the scandals, the rise of gossip, the paparazzi and the jazz as a common denominator, as the soundtrack, as the "glue" in the history of Mussolini's son who played the Jazz.
The life of the Roman has always been characterized by two very strong elements of his personality, both equivalent and at odds with each other: the heaviness of the surname that he brought with him, with his career and the tragic aftermath left to the appreciation of history and that of people he met, and his cheerful and jovial character, tending to the playfulness and the student spirit, seemingly superficial, not by nature but for the sake of survival.
( A Ischia, with her sister Anna )
of his surname had a great shame but at the same time, a great pride and never accepted opinions on the work of his family were not softened by classic clichés of the genre - Your father has only made the mistake of entering War - or - If you have not allied with Hitler would have been different - and so on like that. However much he liked the aesthetic judgments on fascism and on the good things that his father had done, such as those related to architecture, the last example of conceptual style, in an Italy that was to end in the havoc of cement. He loved history, reading, studying, review it at his pleasure, maybe just to quiet some sense of guilt that he brought with him certainly, the main cause of his shyness and his neuroses. I always wondered
of consent, which it received not only as a pianist but also as a son of the leader, and I was surprised that no one before him parasse ominously, perhaps saying - Hey, you're the son of a mad dictator who has destroyed the ' Italy and I hate you! - Generally, they approached people who recognized him or knew who he was and embraced him, covering him with praise for his father, his family and fascism. Some cried and kissed him, others were asking him for an autograph on the card the MSI, the reborn fascist party of Giorgio Almirante, but never anyone who has insulted, in my memory. Often people ask for me that I was close and a dreamy voice said to me - It 's all his father! - And I'm pissed off, thinking that he was from his father and another in Italy there were still millions of truly nostalgic fascists with a short memory. At that time, we speak of the '70s, I was quite intransigent and sent around in Roman politics is not just gulp down some delicious.
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