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Mina 'belts' out Morricone
Mina 'belts' out Morricone
Picked up the Moto Guzzi t shirt at The Art of the Motorcycle Exhibit sometime in early '99. The athletic laundry at the Union League Club in Chicago had much to do with it's faded patina and crinkled letters. It looked pretty much like it does now after the club washed it the very first time.
Contrary to the 3 liter bottle, this Bellini Chianti from Tuscany is no big shakes but for $40 it's a cheap show when you wheel this sucker out onto the dinner board in front of unsuspecting dinner guests who don't know wine from shampoo.
Two years ago I wrote about Mina here. Alfa's and Vespa's and rolling r's. What a performance. Makes me want to put a vowel on the end of my last name. Actually, S.L.A. Marshall did that but it's a story for Trad Dad to tell. This is a Ennio Morricone tune she did on Italian television in 1966. I have no idea what she's telling the audience in the intro but it sounds fantastic and more than ever I'm convinced - - God is Italian.
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