Stop that train

These photos were taken right next to the train station so the title is more than apt.

First, that moment when you realise that the tree under which you pass daily is one giant mimosa.

And then comes the playground. It’s the site of “Chi entra muore” and “It’s a traaap” graffiti which I’ve posted already. I’ve been watching this wall – it’s a local tourist agency, closed most of the time out of season – for the last four years, and it’s been filling up.

A recent addition reads “Scalo Ghetto”. Right… A little sleepy Tuscan ghetto village with plenty of horses and cattle, regular busts of the station bar, and one swastika. Neither of these is a joke.

Photo: © signature mmm

The other day I was passing under the mimosa again. It was night and bestia was leading the way. As I approached the playground, I heard music and saw two figures around a sound machine (why don’t I call it “music box” while I’m at it). In any case, the machine was producing beats and one of the guys was rapping to it. Gently, melodically, easy to do in this flowing language.

I imagined for a moment their disbelief if I told them what this middle-aged matron was listening to in her spare time.

The first concert amore ever took me to was by “99 Posse”, the hiphop gang from Naples who mostly rap in the dialect. I hadn’t known anything about them before, except that the band members met in jail. The concert was in the heart of Rome. Napoli and Roma are not the best of friends on the best of days. Still, it was a good day.

Instead of a hard-core release of deeply suppressed emotions, which I (born and bred in an environment where the only proper occasions for a man to release emotions are over sports or when drunk, usually both) always expect but Italians – be it drunk or hardcore – never deliver, I learnt of a certain protest by way of this mellow song, a cover of one you all know:

As I was wondering which train they wish to stop, amore explained that the protest was against a high-velocity train network, TAV, which they threaten to build in Italy (and probably will despite protests). I find this quite touching.

Since I’ve got mimosa lovers (as in flower, not cocktail or cake) listening to Napoli hiphop already (yeah!), let me add a couple of songs which I wish to keep right here for eternity.

First, it was another surprise when amore told me of his favourite singer and said he used to look just like him. You should see him now to know what I mean by surprise.

Here is Caparezza, who we have since heard in concert too and it was a most excellent and highly enjoyable experience, with entire families picnicking and dancing along his infectious grooves and not so slight anarchistic vibes.

This one is about the Italian prime minister of the time. Yeah, “Legalize the Premier”. In Italy, America has already happened.

Something about the Italian way of doing hiphop transports me from Italy across the Adriatic ocean sea to the East, and what do we have there? Croatia is the neighbour, with its islands and Dalmatian coast and similar easy-going vibe, until you piss them off.

Here is a song from Split, the old port town, entitled “The City Asleep”. “TBF” (The Beat Fleet) explain how they can hear its breathing and the cries of babies reaching out for a suck.

And to finish, a song by “Elemental”, a band from Zagreb, the capital of Croatia, with a simple title: “Look at me now”. I’ll stop now and we’ll continue the next time I’m in the groove. With Bosnia.

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17 Comments Add yours

  1. Wow … Mimosa to music … So easy for you, MM !!

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    1. Haha, Tam, it’s rather easy since I just roll it all out, without wondering how much sense it might make to another. 😀 I hope it does at least a little.

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      1. Just perfect. I am smiling!

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      2. Good, Claudia, that’s the best it could end. 🙂

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  2. Tish Farrell says:

    Thanks for the intro to Italian rap, MMM. I think there’s a lot to be said for rhythm, rhyme and ingenious venting of views and feelings. I often wonder if rap’s roots maybe lie in the ancient tradition of Africa’s griots – the history and praise singers of the community. I’m sure someone’s written a postgrad thesis on this topic 🙂 The mimosa tree is indeed magical. The first one I ever saw was on a winter’s day in chilly England. I opened the door to a Victorian glass house in a city park to be met by its subtle sunny fragrance.

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    1. Oh, Tish, I’m grateful that you gave it a listen and found it worthwhile. I’m sure you’re right about the thesis. 🙂 These trees are very happy around here, must be just the climate for them. I was surprised to learn that there is also a highly popular mimosa cake in Italy, made in such a way to resemble the blossoms. Thank you for the visit and comment!

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  3. joey says:

    You never can tell what people are listening to, not by just looking at them.
    The trees are heavenly, look at that color!
    I love that teeter-totter, too. Very cute.
    The graffiti wall, well, you study it, and let us know if any more swastikas show up. :/

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    1. Joey, the really bad thing is that the one swastika has been on a school building at least for the last four years and doesn’t seem to be going anywhere. Still waiting for some adventurous visitors to take care of that with me.

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  4. That makes me think of an old Bob Marley song called Stop the Train (one of his earlier productions) – you like hiphop, well did you know I’ve always loved reggae, dancehall and reggaeton? 😉 I probably don’t look the part, either, hahah. Never judge a book by its covers!

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    1. Bob Marely sang this too? I thought this one was the original by Clint Eastwood & General Saint:

      Never judging, just positively surprised. 🙂 (BTW, did you see the NONI video about learning Finnish language on Twitter?)

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      1. That’s a different version, it seems. And no, I didn’t see the video on Twitter, hmm… will look it up 🙂

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      2. Ok, just watching the video now 🙂 A good thing is that there are more and more stand-up comedians over here now, you can never get too many laughs!

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  5. jan says:

    I didn’t know there was a Mimosa tree – wow, they’re lovely. Italian rap is a little smoother than US rap, don’t you think? Although I’m hardly an expert in the subject. Love the seesaw. Swastika, oh dear.

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    1. Thanks, Jan. Well, they have all kinds of rap, I assume, I just like it smoother. The last two songs are Croatian, though.

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  6. Joanne Sisco says:

    I did a double-take … trees to rap. That’s a unique connection 🙂

    I’ve never seen a mimosa tree but I love the little yellow pom-poms. It’s a great looking tree 🙂

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    1. Hehe, Joanne, well, I tend to let them happen, connections like this. 😀 I’m glad you like at least one side of the connection, the tree. I do too, it’s very soft and fancy-looking.

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