How you can feel an emotion so strong after so many years and many stages, many concerts ...?
Here's how I felt at the premiere of "stubborn and Antonyms" the Franco Parenti in Milan. Excited is an understatement.
I'm in the dressing room and I can not sit still. Nothing. So catapulted me backstage to observe through a slit in the black cloth ... "Laudate Ominem" ... do not miss that much to my input ... is there any problem with the videos ... damn! The first is always the first ... damn! ... But everything seems to go smoothly, however. Oh, but my legs will not stand still, tangled in the stomach ... then I look at the guys who come and go from the stage with their objects. We are placing more and take. Serious. Concentrated. Calm. How can they be so calm? ... I wonder ... Yukie has already sung "Nineteenth Century" ... I wonder how it went ... well ... Giops glasses had broken them ... then what? ... Boh ...
Joao, Emmanuella, Alexander, "The War of Piero," Shukri what a thrill that "sings" with sign language ... and the most beautiful on the finale when the piece opens in wonderful harmony and the boys get up signs that read BAST A. I was always in tears on the piece of evidence to Shukri. And even now ...
The strongest legs tremble. Nicholas is now entering his monologue ... before ... "is the same cry ... but I do not feel the same pain, but I have the same right." "Andrea has been lost, got lost ... and can not come back ...". Crossing Giops and ask him what happened, I said "I did not feel very well, but I feel fine ..." I ask "is full of theater?" I said "yes." How nice. Full ... Help ... Full ...
"And he said the bucket, said the Lord ... the well is deep" ... I travel around the backstage and start to bring me closer to my input ... still missing a little bit. On the way I turn to Masha to try to calm down, she tries to smile, but nothing. But what happens? I tried the piece hundreds of times. And 'one piece ... calm down - I say - my dress and faux-cul under me from moving easily in the narrow backstage ... dark. Imbragata under the wonderful dress by Vivienne, her icy hands go to the station's monitor engineer ... near my fifth ... step ahead of some of the guys who were sitting there on hold for later scenes. Step quietly smiling at the boys, Nic is finishing the song "Na na na na na na na na", crossing the eyes of Ascanio. Ascanio is an autistic boy. He never speaks. It just says a few things and always repeated twice, are gestures or words ... when I pass, Ascanio stretches its huge hand to me and takes my, looks into my eyes with a look that I do not know words to describe. I then squeezed my heart opens and fear boh ... I do not know what of ... disappears. I smile at him with love ... I thank him, but I seem to give back much less than he gave me in those few seconds. I draw my hand to go my way and he takes me back. I remember you ... Ascanio has to repeat the gestures and words ... twice ... so I smile to myself ... Ascanio got rid of my fear that night ...
So m'infilo my boots with heels impossible, but not tremble more, are just filled with a feeling of joy, euphoria .... "Perhaps it was the third hour, perhaps to the ninth, some sewing on the dress to lily good" ... the beautiful voice of Amber marks "The Children of Mary," after which toccherebbe to me ... a few minutes after I played and sang Alda Merini " I saw Nina Flying "... catch a glimpse of the scene from Aida gauze ... takes a slap, falls ... the chorus punctuates" the snow melts in the sun, the water returns to the sea, the wind and the season returned to play "..." It was you joseph a veteran of the past ... "it is almost time. I am calm, focused, my red suitcase was next to me, the air-lit monitor, placed the bow, the ring and the envelope to give to Sebastian with me ... I'm ready ... "And as you go, Tired of being tired, the little girl by the hand, alongside the sadness of thinking "Those priests gave her in marriage to too dry fingers to close on a rose, a heart too old and now he rests." The piano sounds ... I delay a little later ... 'with a suitcase ... Then I stop, wait a second attack ... "I do not need money, I need feelings ..." is a swirling beauty, emotions, memories, emotions, stunning, peace, enchantment, breath, exhilaration, creativity, freedom and liberty ... ends up in a moment ... overall ... like inhaling and exhaling. Pure oxygen, clean, new.
I look Seba. We stare into my eyes ... eyes, I wanted to hug him hard, but I put the ring on her finger, I give him the letter ... I point to the luggage scanned and stunned by a rhythm of jungle drums and electronic ... Then I turn and walk out slowly while he attacks ... "I am the sheep are the cow, it means that animals play, they are the female open shirt, small tits to suck ..." opens the suitcase, the red ostrich boa, Joao wears a gold earring " shuffle board in the kitchen of your dreams with hormones "..." until my body resembles seafront Bahiaaaaaaaaa "pervaded by the smell of Fernanda, Seba presses" are the embers of a single star by the name rings of light ... "and then soft whispers ... "Princesa" ...
In the meantime, I insert myself (with difficulty because of the dress) with Nic in the choir and unite behind the gauze at the end ... with Laura, true love and "responsible" for my presence there ...
"You can dance, you Dance" ... the party ... here is the "Spiritual" ... "God of heaven come down if I want to love the stars and try to come let me ... oh God of cielooooo, oh God of cielooooo ..." We are in the final stages here ... people perceive that melts as you melt all of us back stage and on ... the rhythm and blues, gospel of "Spiritual", release and entertain the kids seem to really have a good time on stage ... as a party and then expect all the time which Francis makes his ballet alone at center stage and is carried away by the ear ... the audience laugh and we laugh as well, peering from behind the scenes the scene ... now we are a single whole 'one really ... now that the latest tensions have evaporated.
How wonderful to observe the beauty, harmony ... Raphael makes his piece ... of ... his brother Paul who died burned at work moves me ... well ... Masha is moved with me, when the choir attacks ...
"Even though our May has done without your courage ..." and the stage becomes a palace ... and the boys armed only with their helmets do tightrope on beams and scaffolding imaginary ... "as you think you acquitted, you are forever involved "...
The curtain closes ... The show is over ... the people applaud applauds ... strong ... the curtain opens and the Khorakhanè ... I can think of Ireland, the prairie pioneer, heath, Australia ... all out slowly keeping the hand in turn to take the applause ... I had seen it done hundreds of times the actors in the theater ... people are all in walking distance .... I go out with Yukie ... how exciting .... what a feeling ... that indescribable warmth ... infinite ... a little hug on stage ... all the little Vanessa, Francesco (who wants to marry me, as long as I do not get fat before marriage, and even after! ) Badu, Michael, Nic, Giops and I do not know who else ... I'm stunned ... And when the curtain finally closes, we all stay there like a little microcosm of crazy love and happiness ... some people move the curtain and make extensive among us on stage ... between them (friends, acquaintances ...), a beautiful lady. Blonde, slim. And 'Dori Ghezzi. Hugs me and calls me by name ... "Paola, congratulations! Brava! "His eye is joyful, emotional, direct ... I was speechless for a few seconds ... Thank you feeling an immense feeling of indescribable happiness and unity ... all our differences put together had created a unique moment and a nice ..." what is the problem in 'to be different now? And then .. . Different from those ... from what? "... I wonder, as I greet, laugh, hug, kiss ...
So that evening, in that atmosphere of euphoria, February 18, 2010, while in Italian tv television raging machine of the "Festival di Sanremo", I, for the first time at the Teatro Franco Parenti in Milan I saw Nina fly ... with Faber and with the "stubborn and Antonyms."
Thanks from the heart to all those who were there ...
Paola

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In the top left poster of the show, from top to bottom photos by Paolo Santambrogio, Marco Piraccini, Alessandro Ummarino, Katia Stefansdottir Nunzi and Iris. The stage costume of Paola is Vivienne Westwood, the make-up of Masha Brigatti. We thank Enzo styling Vaccaro.