Every year, seemingly out of nowhere, there is an evening when a light jacket is no longer required on the Vespa, and as dusk falls the still warm air brings a wave of oleander and jasmine.
Azzurro has always been a permanent fixture in the playlist of Italo Australian family gatherings and celebrations, and it usually has everyone rushing to form a circle for a “train” dance. For my parents generation it was a reminder of the Italian summer of their youth while for my generation, an opportunity to dream of an Italian summer.
Agnes our very fav Celentano song which I play over and over and over! It is so evocative of that stultifying time on an endless HOT summer day.
We have our fair share of them here in Oz!
Thank you for the lyrics, and thank you for your amazing newsletters which always connect me to beloved ROME.
Thanks so much Ellie, all best to you and John x
Azzurro has always been a permanent fixture in the playlist of Italo Australian family gatherings and celebrations, and it usually has everyone rushing to form a circle for a “train” dance. For my parents generation it was a reminder of the Italian summer of their youth while for my generation, an opportunity to dream of an Italian summer.