Scadenza perfetta - english lyrics

 

 

Listen to 2 songs here:

 

Song For Villa

http://www.ossiduri.com/song_for_villa.mp3

 

Wedding

http://www.ossiduri.com/wedding.mp3

 

SCADENZA PERFETTA

an Italian play on words that mixes the musical term “perfect cadence” with the word that means expiration (scadenza), thus expressing the idea that  MUSIC NEVER EXPIRES!

Characters:

Silvano Garrè   Martin Craig 

Marochius de Solarans   Musquio

MC Monne     Monne

Donato Caval  Vidjo

Moccio Ruben Ludo

Nala Lana       Chiara Raggi

Fra Ntoio     Albertone

The rebels   Ossi Duri

 

 

	Silvano Garrè
	Marochius de Solarans
	MC Monne

	Donato Caval
	Moccio

	Nala Lana
	Fra Ntoio

I Ribelli

 

Our story begins at Commonplace, a cute little village in Nowhereland, where seasons have disappeared and life was better when it was worse – (Italian common place expressions).

A record producer moved to Commonplace and shortly after took over the most powerful means of communication in the village: Music.

He started to produce music which was exclusively electronic, and used it as propaganda to become the mayor of Commonplace.

He captured the people’s attention by polluting the village water  with ecstasy  cut with destrometorphan, which made the citizens of Commonplace completely dull; then the ambitious producer won the elections with a vast majority of votes and became the Mr. Major of the city. His name was Donato Caval (Gift Horse), and no dentist had ever pulled a tooth out of him because it was impossible to look into his mouth.

The first law he signed forbade the performance of any music that was played with musical instruments producing natural sounds, and he established that the only instrument allowed  from then on would be the computer. Besides, he turned all the clubs in the town into huge discos, supervised by an army of DJs, and got rid of  any trace of live music from the lives of the Commonplace people.

One fine day, when the power of Major Caval was solid and all the citizens were drugged with ecstasy, a young man with high hopes ended up  in Common Place, a folk singer who wandered from one town to another playing his guitar on the streets and living off his only CD, which he bartered for a piece of bread or a bit of change.

When the village was no longer interested in his songs, the young man would take his belongings and moved elsewhere, in search of a new place to live.

Therefore this folk singer, whose name was Silvano Garrè, started  to play and eat crusts  of bread.

He performed in Villa, the worst neighbourhood  in Common Place, and when his tunes started to echo  in the air, as if by magic the people woke up from the catatonic state they were in.

The owner of the Toltevigo Bar, Marochius de Solarans, invited Silvano Garrè to perform secretely, creating a precedent for the return of live music in Common place.

Silvano played day and night for many days and nights,weeks, months and maybe years and his CD, which included songs like: “Sweet water sea”, “Fall on your feet” and the successful hit  “T’amo, ma non t’amo” (I love you, but I don’t) became an icon of live music in Common Place.

A secret rebel committee was founded in the bar, made up of the people who had been purified through Silvano’s songs and strongly opposed Mr. Major’s power and the predomi nance of his music.

As soon as the mayor Caval found out about this dangerous situation, he decided to arrest Silvano Garrè and close down the Toltevigo Bar.

             1.      Co Ribelli (REBEL CHORUS)

Every morning, as they woke up, the Rebels would raise a chorus in honor of their mentor, Silvano Garré

 2.     SONG FOR VILLA

Silvano Garrè was a young middle-aged man. He is dead now, but pretend you don’t know till the end of the story, so we can use the past tenses, which are stylistically more poetic. Thank you.

Anyway, Silvano Garrè arrived at Commom Place on a rainy day, and his hair grew so long that it  simply dropped off because of the weight. The only hair left on his body was his moustache.

Unfortunately, due to a childhood trauma, Silvano Garrè was completely stunned and only in brief moments did he  understand what was going on  around him.

So, out of the blue, he found himself in prison, unable to tell  day from night, nor realize how long he’d been there and why, and  how and who.

At night he would dream of the moment when the Mayor’s  Dj army burst into the Toltevigo Bar while he was playing his most famous song “T’amo, ma non t’amo” (I love you but I don’t).

He couldn’t understand why he had ended up in this story and started to ask himself some questions.

 Silvano Garrè:

What happened?

What’s this story?

How much time has gone by?

I can’t remember

I dreamed again of bygone times

When I happily sang: “T’amo, ma non t’amo la la lalla la la la”

Many people laughed and  clapped

But all of a sudden the doors flung open

And an army in a ridiculous uniform stormed in

Spreading panic and death

 

3.     KENTUCKY FRIED CHICKEN

The rebels hideout was dark, cold and spacious…three rooms , three windows, two floors with inside stairs, excellent investment, private negotiations please.

The rebels had been using it as a hideout since their previous meeting place, the Toltevigo bar, was turned into a disco by the DJs, following the mayor’s orders.

On the walls they posted pictures of Silvano Garrè and his concerts, besides photos of  naked women, put up by McMonne who used to work Mr. Major’s  until he heard Sivano Garrè singing and joined the rebels, and also pictures of naked men, put up by  Marochius de Solarans, who  used to own the bar Toltevigo, therefore becoming by full right the leader of the rebels. As leader of the rebels, now that Silvano Garrè is in prison, he encourages his friends not to give up and emulate the deeds of their mentor.

            Marochius de Solarans:

             “Dear friends, buddies, brothers and sisters,… go on…! Don’t give up !!! Never give up playing !!!

            Ahiò!!!?? Rise up against Mr. Major!! They cheated you, the damn bastards!!! His fucking music… a real pain in the ass Ahiò!!! Like Sivano Garrè             friends…like Silvano Garrè…he ate sliced bread and fried chicken…”

4.     SILVANO GARRE’

Marochius and MCMonne  praise Silvano Garrè’s  deeds and ideas

Nala is a prostitute who fell in love with Silvano one evening when he paid for her services with a CD. She followed him until she found him in Common Place.

MCMonne: “ It’s so beautiful to play… mamma mia…just think…before the folksinger got here I was a Dj, I swear…and I worked for Donato, the producer! Fuck him!”

Marochius:  “Don’t worry, MC Monne,we don’t nurse a grudge against you. It’s not your fault, the MD was in the water that the whole village drank by mistake. Silvano triggered a fresh passion in all of us”.

Nala: “Yes...passion…”

Ribelli: “Can’t you think of anything else??For us he’s something more. He’ the founding member of our community!!”

Nala:  “Yes…member…”

Ribelli:  “Stop it, Nala! Do you remember Silvano in our bar and his long musical shows?”

Nala:  “Yes…long…”

Ribelli:  “And his wise words? “Tromba, ma non la tromba” ( Italian play on words meaning Trumpet/screw, but he doesn’t screw her)

Nala:  “yes…words”(and not trumpet/screw)                                                 

Nala: “My marvellous  Silvano!! So sweet, so handsome, so bald. I’ll always remember the night I met him: he was a customer like many others, but since he was poor he paid me with the only thing he had, his fantastic CD. When I listened to it my whole life changed, I knew I could never again go with other men. I just wanted him: oh Silvano, why aren’t you here with me… T’amo ma non t’amo fino a quando non lo so… T’amo ma non t’amo prima o poi ti lascerò”

  

5.     SKADANCE

            Donato Caval, after having addled the minds of the Common Place people with ecstasy pills cut with destrometorphan, started to play his music in the             streets day and night, thus instilling  in the people’s mind  a kind of terror for any kind of music that wasn’t played in 4/4.

            Donato Caval:

            “Electronic!!!...Electronic!!!..

            Can you hear this VOICE?....

            That gets in your BRAIN?…

            You know what it SAYS?....

            You will have NO PAIN!!!!!!!!!”

6.     SEZIONE DEL JUNKO

The rebels spent their days doing long jam sessions, in honor of Silvano Garrè and of instrumental music, which had disappeared.

Since every kind of musical instrument had been banned, they played with instruments that they had built themselves. What came out was an imaginary music created by their joined minds during the Jam Session.

7.     ANNA COND

Suddenly the jam was interrupted by McMonne who excitedly reported  that he found out from the Djs  that Donato Caval had sentenced Silvano to death!!!

MCMonne:

“ Mamma mia…mamma mia…I swear …they…Silvano…I swear…mamma mia…yes…yes…no…no…”

Unable to make himself understood, his buddies invited him to sit down and explain everything calmly .

After many hours the rebels finally understood the terrible news and reacted with desperate cries:

Rebels: “…AHHHHH, ….. nooooooooo…..uhhhhhhhhhhh….”

In the end they decided that it was time to do something and they organized a rebellion, to free Silvano and kill Donato Caval.

 

8.     ? QUE SH’ E’ ?

 

Silvano Garrè had the big advantage of never understanding what was going on around him; his thoughts were  constantly invaded by questions.

His many questions were  answered by an imaginary friend that even he couldn’t  see. He only knows that his name is Moccio.

 

Silvano Garrè: “But why?... Who was it?...Where am I?...

Moccio: “ mociooo”

SG: “Who’s speaking?”

M: “ Ma ciooooo…”

SG: “ Ah it’s you… listen, but why do farts stink?... “

M: “ Ma cioooo”

SG: “ But where do standardized politics enlighten the changeable concessions of melancholic security?”

M: “Ma cioooo”

SG: “ accordino to you, why does this search for linguistics depend on composite repression?”

M: ”Ma cioooo”

SG: “ Shhhh!!! Someone’s coming”

  

Fra ‘Ntoio walked in the cell to give Silvano the Extreme Unction

Fra Ntoio: “ Magno et gravi omnibus in quam stendum has causas erat. Morum simul ignoti locis magnitudinem summa difficultas. Quibus rebus rosa, rosae, rosis,rosae, rosarum, rosis. Amen” 

9.     B.U.M.

 So that’s how war broke out in Common Place. On the one side the DJ army, armed to the teeth with super powerful subwoofers, from which they pumped out constant drum and bass sound waves that could blow up anybody’s brain within a 200 metre radius; on the other a group of poor rebels equipped only with old stringed instruments  used as arches, and silverware  used as arrows. The fighting went on for days but the power of the DJs was devastating for the rebels.

But during a starry night, when the two fronts were taking a break after the battle, they heard a sweet melody swirling in the air:

“T’amo ma non t’amo fino a quando non lo soooo

T’amo ma non t’amo prima o poi ti lasceròoooo” 

All of a sudden the DJs dropped their subwoofers, took off their sunglasses and Napapjiri jacket, they even ruffled their hair!!!

It was such a sweet melody that it woke the DJ’s mind up from their catatonic state, just like what happened to the rebels when Silvano arrived at Common Place.

The two fronts went under the window of the cell where Silvano was locked up; as usual he didn’t understand what was happening and he just said:

“Tromba…ma non la tromba” 

So this is  what happened: the DJs and the rebels started to laugh and , hug each other, then tookg their clothes off and started wild parties never experienced before, thus bringing peace back to Common Place.

But in this festive atmosphere nobody noticed that Major Donato Caval had run off.

10.                      WEDDING 

Silvano Garrè was free and the first thing he did was to marry Nala Lana.

Fra Ntoio was asked to celebrate the wedding in the Toltevigo bar, which had been renewed for the occasion.

But the altar played a dirty trick on Silvano: in fact Fra Ntoio was really Donato Caval dressed up as a friar, and he had returned to take revenge against those who had put an end to his power.

Suddenly the former mayor pulled out from his tunic one of his deadly subwoofers, with an explosion of low frequencies  that swept away all the people present.

Everybody died. Except one

Morirono tutti. Tranne uno.

Marochius de Solarans:

“It’s impossible to open the entrances that should establish the place, but that’s ok. I was twenty so they were ironical centres. The strictly aggressive presence of the major room, lining up the rigorously marked problem. For 8 developments he followed institutional instructions, defining a world taken up in joyful years, from the standardized politics, like the changeable concessions, to the melancholic security. Silvano went after this linguistics, depending more on the composite repression than offering vocabulary occupations. Music has no expiry.”