MUSIC FROM SPACE: Adriano Celentano - PRISENCOLINENSINAINCIUSO
I feel like your grandma, sending you viral videos a month or two after everybody else has gotten sick of them... But I hadn't experienced the wonder of Prisencolinensinainciuso until now, and if you've also been missing out this is a situation you must correct right now. It's a kind of proto-hip-hop glam rock thing with a beat like a freight train to Funkytown, sung in a made-up language that keeps almost turning into English without quite getting there. (There are moments when I could swear he's singing about shoes in a colorful style, but... No, probably not.)
If I didn't have errands to run, I could spend all day watching this Italian dude with a spectacular combover strut around like Mick Jagger in his prime while he hollers nonsense to a bunch of bouncy, 30-year-old schoolgirls.
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