Dormi

Today, October 3, 2014, is the first anniversary of the massacre of Lampedusa and there have been other migrant massacres since then, almost every day. One year of good intentions, of Pope's visits, of “mare nostrum”, of “positions”, of “nevermores”, of new governments, of “appeals to Europe”, of Europes with no intention of responding to appeals, of patrol boats, of more or less “Northern” leagues, of human beings sinking to the bottom of the sea. On February 7 and 8, 2014, Andrea Buffa recorded this song in form of a lullaby; but the lullaby includes a long, terrible, suddenly waking recitative telling us about today's Italy through “social networks”: its Danieles, its Martinas, its racism, its stupidity, its inhumanity. It also tells us much about Facebook's policies, and a lot of other things as well, though not explicitly. After one year since Lampedusa massacre, its ascertained 366 victims plus 20 missing, after one years since the sick words of this country that lost in its history thousands and thousands of migrants at sea, we include here this song Andrea Buffa presented, among other things, to the CD case issued on the 10th anniversary of “Fino al Cuore della Rivolta” (“Up to the Heart of Revolt”) song festival; but revolt and heart do not seem any more to be parts of this country. [RV]