Mar 19 2013 The delirious history of Italian tenor and opera in Africa

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  Le flanking three types, three suazilandeses, three major opera promoters had no room to sleep, had no major concert program, pianist had not, and musicians, or at least 24 appointment times had sold a single entry. They looked at him and he them as if all this were to fall from the sky in this luxurious hotel hall.

In a city of Africa ....

He hastily, as if her tiny body move to rope. He looked around with his small eyes, their hair loss in front and behind loose, narrow size and perennial smile. Al actor looked "Alberto Sordi". He talked a lot, laughed a lot and moved much. He was a tenor, or so he said it was. We met in the lobby of the best hotel in the city where he had a performance tomorrow. We will call T.

"Not a regular guy, can not be ", I shake hands after. Everything about him was unintentionally comic. One of those people who laugh up telling you cause your death. And it was not. Everything that happened after the script was a mad comedy film.

They had a pianist, and musicians, or at least 24 appointment times had sold a single entry

Le flanking three types, three suazilandeses, three major opera promoters had no room to sleep, had no major concert program, pianist had not, and musicians, or at least 24 appointment times had sold a single entry. They looked at him and he them as if all this were to fall from the sky in this luxurious hotel hall. They had performed a concert in Swaziland where I suppose the miracle of communication. T ten spoke English with pronunciation words and typically an Italian (would also apply to Spanish) ten words spoken English. They had two weeks together!!!!

But Alberto Sordi our little concern that. "Hey, Where do they have room to sleep?, Ask M, one friend who contacted the internet for help. She got to the fourth artist to sleep in the same luxury hotel where tomorrow was the concert and even had done some program that decided to remove the phrase that had its previous Swaziland promotional poster that read "T, Italian tenor who started the fight against abuse of women in Africa ". I will always regret not having asked the reason for that phrase.

“!Wine!, yes, yes, best wine ", he says excitedly. "Little that tomorrow I have to sing", excuses himself so enthusiastically

M decided to invite to dinner. Buffet's good good hotel. Our T lunges for the first, seconds, the desserts and even the pieces of bread that were on the tables. What are going to drink?, asks the waiter. T asks for a water and a small beer. "I'll take wine", I say. “!Wine!, yes, yes, best wine ", he says excitedly. "Little that tomorrow I have to sing", excuses himself so enthusiastically. A little was exactly three large glasses filled and a final, and after the coffee, in which he explained to the waiter that it was “to go to sleep”. Then he stood back for more desserts.

It was then asked how they had met. "For Facebook, contacted me on Facebook ", answering T. The Swazi who was the leader of the promoters, perceived that the thing is not very professional, then hastens to clarify: "In December I bring to Rihanna", how I could have brought tells you to Freddie Mercury. In the sleep Fuimos.

It was then asked how they had met. "For Facebook, contacted me on Facebook ", answering T

The next morning, on 11 hours, M receives a call. "We have not sold a single entry, we canceled the concert ", says el Suazi. “Ok, is up to you, oniy a private company ", she replies. Thirty minutes after a new call, “show must go on” (have already been sold 5 tickets at a table that will have left by the bar place, in hotel).

At five pm a huge and luxurious hotel room, up to hundreds of people, is ready for the concert. T has put his tuxedo and talk to the hotel pianist, a type of Manchester, by which is meant not know how. The planned program will be implemented in three percent, exactly the part that puts the date, time and place of the concert. The rest, Goospel no Swazi group or the songs to be sung are what the script says, among other things because they do not know the newly hired pianist.

"Can you start again?, not leave the artist in the plane ". Then he gets into the plane, covering the employer, y explicando al público que «soy la estrella»

Or 30 people in the room. The 75% Italians led M to help. The presentation of the event is done by the Swazi, English. When carrying two minutes talking interrupts T. "Can you start again?, not leave the artist in the plane ". Then he gets into the plane, covering the employer, y explicando al público que «soy la estrella». There the first laughter. The thing is, T is recording with a camcorder own concert and wants to leave at all levels. On another occasion stopped singing when he saw one of the Swazis move the camera to the public. "I have to leave me", he indicated as he turned the camera towards him and followed the show (laughter again).

But is that T had a great virtue: all his show was ridiculous, sang with a speaker in the chest and a brick in the mouth, but it was nice. Presented each song in something like English, did not know his audience was Italian, with delirious phrases. The pianist was crying with laughter at times. It grew, irrelevantly told that once stood in New York acting, apologized and repeated many times the possibility of returning next year with a great concert. It was hilarious and ridiculous, but it was also tender.

The Pianist, professional as he had in the room, stood up and hugged him warmly to finish the concert while dying of laughter

He gave everything he had to conceal that he had nothing. He smiled, was delivered and reached to compare the great Enrico Caruso. The Pianist, professional as he had in the room, stood up and hugged him warmly to finish the concert while dying of laughter. The concert was a few encores, when T found that most of his audience were Italian, in which popular songs were sung between T and his compatriots at a village festival scene. Everything happened there less bombastic opera announced and promised.

Everyone went dead with laughter as T approached us to congratulate themselves on the success, exultant, happy, picking up your camera with care. No really if you really understood in the wanted notice anything. "Next year more and better", he said at the same time that I heard one of the women in the audience comment to a friend "a butcher from Naples sings better".

We saw him go M and I T Swazis. Returned home although he otra noche free tennis hotel (they had no where to sleep). We were sad, I took a liking to that group of hustlers who had lost a valuable money (He explained that he had paid the plane ticket from Italy and they repaid him with the benefits. I do not think you have recovered or to the airport bus to go home). . You have to be very brave to cross the world and perpetrate this show, perhaps it should be little need, maybe a lot of nerve. It does, I like T, I like the imperfection of his concerts, his madness, their innocence, his desire. I like people who dare to dream what they are not. Yo ya estoy ansioso de tropezar con él en algún rincón del mundo y asistir a uno de sus «no conciertos».