In May-June 2002 the band play in many squats, also outside Venice. Talco present the newest song "L'Odore Della Morte", against war on Iraq and America's foreign politics in Irak, Cile, Latin America, ecc.
October 2002: friendship between Talco and comrades of C.P.O. Gramigna (Padua) begins. Gramigna is a squat in Padua, always in front line and socially pawned: big bands (like Senza Sicura) have their roots there. In that night Talco's show featured "Sessant'Anni", new track on Democrazia Cristiana, the italian party that ruled Italy until not so long ago. Together with C.P.O. Gramigna the band played in many other fantastic gigs (the band played with Malasuerte, punk-rock band from C.P.A. Firenze Sud; in Piazza dei Signori, Padua, for the Liberation Day from nazi scum, 25 april and more...). Two more great and unforgettable shows: the ones during a strike against Berlusconi's government. On both occasions Talco played in the middle of the crowd on a camion, followed by a moving procession.
Grown un in Marghera, city famous for pollution and death caused by Petrolchimico industries, Talco are in first line to rise against the situation: a gig in Marghera's square, with lots of people in memory of the dead workers of "Petrolchimico", remind their political and social pawn.
In September 2003 live shows are interrupted in order to record the first studio disc: 10 higly-politic songs. "Signor Presidente", against Berlusconi and, mostly, antifascist, is presented at the C.S.O.A. Zona Bandita (Venice) together with Marones, comrades from Perugia.
October 2004: the first cd "Tutti assolti" is out, produce by Kob Records and Black Butcher Records.
Talco are a strightly antifascist and against racism ska-punk band. They believe in music independence and in the message it has to send against every kind of discriminations.
Testamento Di Un Buffone
Talco Lyrics
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Nebbia che affonda giorni e solidarietà
Ci dicon son precarie nuvole e utopia
Ma là nella metropoli sprofonda la realtà
Senza filtri nelle strade passeggia il buffone
Salta sopra i cocci di un'ormai sorda città
Non c'è spazio per compianto né moderazione
Non correte, non scappate via
Un giorno non può vivere senza la sua utopia
Non correte, non scappate via
Nel nulla del benessere svendete la vostra viltà
Tra voli disperati di fantasmi e falsi giorni
Non correte non scappate via
Svegliatevi pagliacci prima o poi
Come farete senza sogni
Certo un buffone non sarà di compagnia
Al vegliardo che coi sogni non sa più parlar
Per chi la carovana è ormai sfuggita via
Il prezzo dell'orgoglio è nell'errore sprofondar
Ma nelle poltrone armate di menefreghismo
Striscia un canto vuoto d'idee senza identità
Dicon "Non sarà poi male un po' di opportunismo"
Grazie ma declino ho troppo a cuore la mia integrità
Signori spettatori
Un altro treno è ripartito
Io vi lascio il testamento di un amore che la sua vita ha inseguito
Col sorriso ripartirò con voi
Avanti avvicinatevi e nel cuore nessuno si vergogni
Guardate guardate su non scappate via
Qui c'è un buffone armato di poesia che danza ancora coi suoi sogni
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TESTAMENT OF A CLOWN
Among broken tales, melancholy and void
The fog submerges days and solidarity
They tell us clouds and utopia are precarious
But in the cities reality is sinking
Unbound the clown takes to the streets
He leaps on the rubble of a deafened city
There's no room for grief or moderation
For those who have done away with their values for a blind tranquillity
Don't run, don't flee
A day cannot live without utopia
Don't run, don't flee
In the mud of opulence you sell vileness
Among the desperate leap of ghosts and false days
Don't run, don't flee
You better wake up you clowns sooner or later
What will you do without any dreams?
No doubt a clown will be of little company
For a geezer who know not how to speak through dreams
For those for whom the caravan has already gone
The price of pride lies in the error of sinking
But on the armchairs armed with indifference
An empty song crawls, devoid of ideas and identity
They say: "A little opportunism will do little harm"
Thanks but no thanks, I hold my integrity too dear
Ladies and gentlemen
Another train has left
I leave you the testament of a love followed by a dream
Smiling I will leave again with you
Draw near and let no one be ashamed
Look! Look and don't flee
Here's a clown armed with poetry who still dances with his dreams
The song "Testamento Di Un Buffone" by Italian ska punk band Talco is a powerful plea for the importance of holding onto dreams and values in a world that seems to have lost its way. The lyrics describe a bleak reality where society has lost touch with humanistic values, hollowed out by greed, opportunism and indifference. Against this backdrop, the "buffone" (clown) represents the voice of dissent and creativity, who refuses to give up on the search for meaning and beauty.
The opening lines of the song set the scene for this contrast between harsh reality and fragile hopes. The "favole affrante e vuote di malinconia" (broken tales, melancholy and void) evoke a sense of loss and disillusionment, while the "nebbia" (fog) that "affonda giorni e solidarietà" (submerges days and solidarity) creates an image of confusion and isolation. The chorus stresses the importance of holding onto utopia and dreams, even in the face of societal pressures to conform and compromise: "Non correte, non scappate via / Un giorno non può vivere senza la sua utopia" (Don't run, don't flee / A day cannot live without utopia).
The song also critiques the lack of empathy and compassion in contemporary society, contrasting it with the "poesia" and "sogni" (poetry and dreams) of the buffone. The final lines of the song, "Qui c'è un buffone armato di poesia che danza ancora coi suoi sogni" (Here's a clown armed with poetry who still dances with his dreams), celebrate the power of art and imagination as a means of resistance and resilience.
Line by Line Meaning
Favole affrante e vuote di malinconia
This line talks about broken tales filled with melancholy and nothingness.
Nebbia che affonda giorni e solidarietà
The fog symbolizes the loss of days and solidarity that comes with it.
Ci dicon son precarie nuvole e utopia
People say clouds and dreams are fleeting and unrealistic.
Ma là nella metropoli sprofonda la realtà
But in the city, reality is sinking and it's hard to find hope.
Senza filtri nelle strade passeggia il buffone
The clown walks the streets unfiltered and unashamed, being his true self.
Salta sopra i cocci di un'ormai sorda città
He jumps over the rubble of a city that has stopped listening to its people.
Non c'è spazio per compianto né moderazione
There is no room for grief or moderation in the face of those who give up their values for false peace.
A chi ha straziato i suoi valori per cieca tranquillità
This line speaks to those who have destroyed their values for the sake of blind tranquillity.
Non correte, non scappate via
Don't run away from the problems and challenges, stand up and face them boldly.
Un giorno non può vivere senza la sua utopia
A day without hope and dreams is a day without living fully.
Nel nulla del benessere svendete la vostra viltà
This line accuses those who sell their values and ethics for material wealth and comfort.
Tra voli disperati di fantasmi e falsi giorni
The line speaks about the hopeless flight among false dreams and illusions.
Svegliatevi pagliacci prima o poi
Wake up, you clowns, sooner or later.
Come farete senza sogni
What will you do without any dreams?
Certo un buffone non sarà di compagnia
A clown may not be someone to keep company with elderlies who have lost their dreams.
Al vegliardo che coi sogni non sa più parlar
It talks about a senior citizen who lost touch with his dreams and can't speak about them anymore.
Per chi la carovana è ormai sfuggita via
People who missed their chance to follow their dreams are now paying the price of giving up too early.
Il prezzo dell'orgoglio è nell'errore sprofondar
The line speaks about the price one pays when they sink into their error, fueled by pride.
Ma nelle poltrone armate di menefreghismo
The line speaks about individuals who sit in their armchairs of indifference.
Striscia un canto vuoto d'idee senza identità
An empty song creeps, devoid of identity and ideas.
Dicon "Non sarà poi male un po' di opportunismo"
This line quotes people saying that opportunism won't really hurt anyone.
Grazie ma declino ho troppo a cuore la mia integrità
This line talks about declining the offer of opportunism in the name of personal integrity.
Signori spettatori
Ladies and gentlemen, the show is about to begin.
Un altro treno è ripartito
Another train has left, another chance missed.
Io vi lascio il testamento di un amore che la sua vita ha inseguito
The clown leaves behind his love and his pursuit of life's passion as his legacy.
Col sorriso ripartirò con voi
The clown will leave with a smile, ready to start again with the audience.
Avanti avvicinatevi e nel cuore nessuno si vergogni
Push forward, draw near, and let no one feel ashamed in their hearts.
Guardate guardate su non scappate via
Look up and don't run away from the problems and challenges.
Qui c'è un buffone armato di poesia che danza ancora coi suoi sogni
The clown is armed with poetry and still dances with his dreams.
Contributed by Keira I. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
zlodeyshe
как всегда великолепно
W. Sorokina
💖люблю вас! Жду с концертом в Москве!
Pau Capell Gasol
Gràcie mille Talco per conèixer una bella ragazza com Andrea en vostre concerto! I gràcies mille per vostra música!
clemen barAro
Me encanta!!!!!
Сергей Портнов
Любим, и всегда ждём в России
Carola Haraldsdottir
Menschen, so viele Menschen 🤗... Ich vermisse Konzerte 😔
TIZIANO Piada
Bellissima botta di vita
bgdt
Grandes