These are my beginnings as a drummer.
Here I had been playing for probably a few months, and
I was crazy about the Clash and U2. I was 13 and these
are the first recordings of my life made on a portable
compact stereo set next to the band, which in the interests
of storytelling I will introduce: my dear school friends
Lorenzo Rompato (strings and yells) and Fulvio Avignonesi
(thicher strings and wails)... Oh, and I almost forgot!
The recording studio was the garage/bedroom of our dear
friend Massimiliano Quaroni.
Good times!!!
Carneval
party, 87 or 88 at what is now the Goethe Institut of
Rome. The fact that we were shamelessly plastered definitely
contributed to the pathetic performance to which we
subjected the eyes and ears of our friends. I'll never
forget how much fun we had. The band was composed of
my band friends Claudio Derflinger (wails and guitars)
Fulvio Avignonesi (bass and ultrasonic sound) and Giandomenico
Bonnanni (keyboards and ringlets, with whom years later
I embarked on the Scala journey), Filippo
Avignonesi (on the electric guitar, today a lutist
and Tango dancer) and the various drunks that jumped
on and off the stage until the final meltdown of the
power amp that I borrowed from the bassist... It still
cracks me up to think of it!)
This is during my high school final exams, and of the
roughly one thousand school bands or so that that played
during that time, I remember this quartet of 18-yr-olds
most fondly, the only whose name I remember by name
is this Danish Guitarist: Andreas.
Who knows whatever happened to him. I remember that
he went back to Denmark at some point. Possibly the
only foreigner who didn't find paradise here in Italy.
Andreas if you're out there, get in touch with me!!!